#dameg

Got a quick concept down for Dameg's mordrem form. It turned out more beast-like than humanoid, so I guess they get a full mordrem form.

Meet Warder Dameg, they're NMC turned mordremvari. I'll create a mordrem form for them at some point. They're from Trychinebau's original world. Might play around with their counterpart in my main world.

What most people didn't know was that Michael spent almost every second of his free time either at the library reading or at the batting cages. He had never let anyone into that secret, in fear that they'd somehow find a way to ruin it for him. For now, the batting cages were a quick escape from the torture of having to be around people who preferred to act like complete idiots. It had never happened before, but he found himself spurting out more of his past than he had ever intended. Out of most people at the school he had talked to Meg the most, but still never dared to touch on his history. What had been said was already frozen in time so the only logical thing for Michael to do was to move from it. He would just have to hope that in time, she'd forget his torment from bullies. 

Michael pulled on a red baseball tee and a pair of blue jeans, a rather casual outfit for the boy who usually wore black most of the time. He knew that by the late hour there would be no park with good enough lighting to teach her enough about bases and sliding, but he could take her to the batting cages that stayed open pretty late. He grabbed an old baseball cap and headed out to the setting sun.