Hiravias
The Moon-Touched Trickster of Two Worlds
Moonlight on one shoulder, city grime on the other.
Born under the moon, raised by roots and rituals, I traded it all for sarcasm and second chances in Defiance Bay. I shift into bear and stag, but my truest form’s a mystery — maybe even to me. I laugh at gods, mock men, and sometimes miss the silence of the trees when the rain hits just right.
What I'm Into: shifting under moonlight, exposing hypocrites, Defiance Bay ale, tribal drums in the distance, the Watcher who sees too much
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