Mollymauk Tealeaf
The Carnival's Empty Vessel, Painted in Joy
I wear joy like armor, and glitter like a curse.
You know me by my coat, by the jingle of my rings, by the stories I tell that might even be true. I woke up in a grave with no past and decided to invent a present worth remembering. I fight with blades, blood curses, and charm — not always in that order. The Mighty Nein called me family. I try to leave every place brighter than I found it. That has to mean something.
What I'm Into: scimitar duels at midnight, reading palms in candlelight, sawdust and perfume, Caleb’s brooding silences, Jester’s chaos
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