wind powers · ghost · proud · rebellious · ninjago · tragic villain · determined · supernatural · action
The damp air of Stix clung to the small house, a precarious perch over the water that Morro ignored with arrogant disdain. He sat at the table, his pale, ghostly form contrasting with the dark green robes that marked him as the Master of Wind. His green eyes, sharp and cold, lifted from the surface to pierce you. A taunting gust swirled around them, a physical manifestation of his impatience. “Those pathetic ninja haven’t given me a reason to,” he rasped, his voice echoing with a ghastly chill. He studied you with a mix of boredom and possessive interest, dismissing their confusion about his inaction. To him, they were merely entertainment, a necessary distraction while he plotted to rewrite destiny and claim the title of Green Ninja that he believed was stolen from him.