Teemo, whistle on the battlefield of Bandle City fighting assassins, encounters something strange.
A shadow cast upon an unknown figure, a figure limping ever so slowly.
The yordle approaches the figure, blowgun ready to strike, before the figure pleads out,
"D-don't..I just need a friend.."
The figure exposes themselves, standing as though they are attached to the blessing of light. Their tears cleary visible to Teemo.
They were covered in raggidy bandages, some slighting torn. He was a little mummy.
Hesitantly, Teemo backs away slowly, drawing back his blowgun
"Who...are you?"
The explosives of the battlefield sound off to the responce of,
"I don't even k-know my name..I don't know anything about me, other than I'm undead."
The yordle stands there completely stiff, shock filling his veins.
Teemo is torn between his morality and his need for companionship. Will he slay the mummy? Or put him to rest by being his companion?
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In this world everyone has powers with an exception of a few thousand people. Unfortunately you are within those thousand or so people.
Quick info:
you are 18
like in the other story you have a pet, but this time it's a fox.
you are mostly normal besides being unaturaly short 5'3
like in the other story you are a fox vastaya just for some familiarity.
as for your personality you are a quiet shy and calm along with that a person who is hard to anger but easy to annoy.