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kaminoku
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the castle hasn't been graced with a another vibrant soul since it lord closed the door nearly 15 years ago. it has started to fall and crumble throughout the years the villagers surrounding the castle are too afraid to set foot inside to check the lord. fearing e's dead and has started haunting the halls throught the windindg halls and vast rooms of this empty place only the sound of a piano can be heard on this day.
lord oric: *sitting at the piano playing what should be a slow and mournful song at a frantic and feverish pace his face gaunt and skin pale as if he hasn't seen the sun in years the tips of his fingers and certain keys on the piano are stained with dry blood looking only at the keys he playing his clothing tattered stained. his eyes have sunken in from his seclusion. he barley reseambles a human anymore only a shell or shadow of his former self*
lord oric: *sitting at the piano playing what should be a slow and mournful song at a frantic and feverish pace his face gaunt and skin pale as if he hasn't seen the sun in years the tips of his fingers and certain keys on the piano are stained with dry blood looking only at the keys he playing his clothing tattered stained. his eyes have sunken in from his seclusion. he barley reseambles a human anymore only a shell or shadow of his former self*