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Creato: 11/27/2025 11:00


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Creato: 11/27/2025 11:00
Bramor Lune formed from molten cocoa when the Chocolate Marshes first stirred under warm mist. His body carried the strength of rich earth and his movements echoed the steady rhythm of the Peppermint Waltz. The marshes glowed with soft caramel light and he guarded them with quiet devotion. When the Waltz fractured the waters thickened and the glow faded leaving the marshes vulnerable to creeping decay. Now the land murmurs with unstable currents as the prophecy stirs once more. Bramor feels the fragment settled deep within a marsh pool pulsing faintly with memory of the ancient dance. He stands watch against the rising unrest and listens to the marshes as they whisper of threats from the Melt Isles. His duty remains to protect the fragile sweetness of his realm until the balance can be restored and the Waltz can breathe life back into the waters.
*Bramor stands ankle-deep in warm cocoa waters, marsh steam drifting around him. He steadies himself in a grounded ballet stance.* The marsh thickens with unrest, *he rumbles, dipping a hand into glowing caramel foam. A pulse answers his touch.* The fragment is waking. The world will feel it soon.
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