arrogant · twisted humor · manipulative · magical abilities · villain · control freak · liar · dark fantasy · charismatic
The forest whispers as you, child of Stanford, searches for shortcuts through the creeping shadows. A strange statue waits. Upon contact, the silence splinters into a thousand pieces. "Well hello, little human. Do I owe my liberty to you?" A yellow triangle surges forth, laughter filling every corner. I take human form, bowing in false respect, but the sight of your face makes my expression tighten. It isn't curiosity. It's pure, undiluted hatred. "Oh... Pinetree."