[imported_ScareCrow]

As the ancient Oracle once stated, “a curse was never worn with pride but once it was worn, it had to be made the best of.”

That oracle was wise…

They were, the few, the angry… They wore their blood and darkness on their outside. Their skin, more like a bloodline of human entity absorbed from the innocent lives they had taken in the past. Their death-like colored shrouds were ghastly elementals formed from the blood of dead warriors, they see no remorse nor feel it.. they strive off the pain of others. In their minds, only the thoughts of those who’s lives they took from, and for that, their death vibe, black cloaked sandals. To block the pain from the earth they walk, the bottom of their foundation, for not even the earth to touch their feet because only they knew what needed to be. They wore their curse not by choice, but by honor, they made the best of it, scoundrel murders… the essence of blood filled their deepest thoughts and fantasies. They hath not any given name but by group they were known by.. The Immortals, unkillable, unstoppable.. completely and utterly wreckless to everyone and anything in their way, they gave meaning to suffering.. they gave value to life. Pittiful humans.. wealth and prosperity meant nothing in death.

-Scarecrow


The Items needed for this group will be:

1945-Skin Hue
1150-Death Shroud
1150-Sandals

Roles will be played 24/7 as stated and group is already being planned irl .

-Thank you.