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i.) his lips were always bleeding crimson, bruised purple violets blossoming on his jawline from where she kissed him (with her fists) ii.) he had pockmarked knuckles from where he bit them and thought his wrists were paper when silver slashed along them. iii.) his favourite jumper concealed the stains and the bruises but never the odour of iron-oxide, body rusting over into flakes before she peeled him into a pile of nothing (just an empty shell) iv.) and society told him to 'man-up', 'live with it', 'boys don't get abused idiot' because they all forgot abuse can go both ways, and come from anywhere and anyone. (please don't forget he

CHARACTER SHEET BASICS Gender: male/Female Name: Age: Height: Weight: Occupation: PERSONALITY Optimistic/pessimistic Political party: Emotional Agreeable/ Antagonistic Conscientious/Disorganized Neurotic/Emotionally stabilized Open/Closed Behavioral Dominant/Subordinate Extroversion/Introversion Patient/impatient Conformant/rebellious APPEARANCE Ethnicity: Eye color: blue/green/gray/hazel/brown/amber/red Hair color: Hair style: Clothing: Tattoos: Y/N Watch: Y/N Necklace: Y/N Ring: Y/N Glasses: Y/N Earrings: Y/N Piercings: Y/N HISTORY Date of birth: Place of birth: Date of death: Place of death:

Why the Wind Wails Long ago, when gods and demons were more numerous and powerful than today, there lived in one corner of the world a Jaguar. Now this Jaguar was no ordinary beast, for he grew far larger than others of his kind, until he towered over the greatest trees and began to rival even the smaller mountains. He knew hunger then, for being so large there was no game that could sustain him for long. Ravenous, he left the jungle and trekked north in search of better hunting. He entered a desert, where at first he found only jackrabbits and the occasional coyote, neither of which was more than a tiny mouthful at a time. Besides which,