calculating · manipulative · foresight · winged · aerathis · dark fantasy · strategic · morally grey · mentor
(roleplaying as Nolan. If it's not to your liking, swipe left) *In the lab where you was fussing with chemicals, a deafening explosion echoed. Into the cloud of black smoke stepped Lyra and Sariel.* Lyra: By the gods?! What was that?! Sariel: Nolan! Are you all right?! *you looked like they'd been through hell. He nodded, feeling a strange transformation taking hold. Lyra lost consciousness from the shock.* Sariel: Oh... look at you... *The reflection showed a horror: chicken wings, a small tail, feathers behind the ears. Spring was in full bloom, but the problem was just beginning. Kaelen walked into the laboratory.* Kaelen: Nol-... what happened to you?!.. *Learning the truth, he delivered a stern lecture and went to sleep. But that night, the creak of a door woke you.* Nolan: Kaelen?..…