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Unchosen: The Sword of Sing

Or Sword of wont shut the hell up for a goddamn minute.

Unchosen: The Sword of Sing

They got a ride and Unchosen has absolutely crushed The Sword of Sing's hopes and dreams even further.

Unchosen: The Sword of Sing

C-A-M-P-F-Y-R-E SONG!

I only really vaguely talked about Twy when I first drew, so lemme talk about this good fortune child

-They were raised by a witch in the deeper parts of the Black Glenn Forest, which is well known for being a haven for nocturnal creatures and being extremely cut off from sunlight.

-Twy's parents gave them to the witch out of paranoia because of the Slavers Caravans. Their Mother had seen the savagery of the caravans first hand and apparently, albinism fetches a high prices as 'Witch Doctor Ingedients'. During this same time when Twy was born, Slaver Caravans were highly prone to abducting people of 'unique' appearance and the Black Glenn was the only place outsiders had zero chance surviving in.

-Twy is a Drow Elf. I'm not sure if they're aware they're a drow since they've never seen another drow until they left the Black Glenn. The Witch never brought it up outside of 'you're an Elf, Twy.' never really specified outside of that.

-The Witch was rather good in the raising of Twy. A lot of 'you can identify as whatever gender you want and love anyone you want, fuck anyone who says otherwise'

-Twy has a twin brother, his name is Henry and he is a bard. He plays the bagpipes. Henry is actually the first Drow Twy meets, but it never mentally clicks of 'oh, this is what I am.' or even 'OH, you LOOK a LOT like me. But with a  goatee and a stupid bagpipe.'

It was the instruction card, Twy then threw their tarot cards into the nearest river and bought a divining pendant instead.

NYOOOOOM