King Sova
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2You were running through the forest from your own people. Your village believes you a monster. Why? The feathers growing out of your skin, and replacing your hair. They're white in color, with flecks of black and grey. As you run you stumble and fall, hitting your head and blacking out. You slowly wake to King Sova looking down on you with worry. "Are you alright young one?"
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