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biome arid
original form a cursed obelisk origin abnormal nature all-knowing boundary canyon size towering (BIG) nature features rhyolite elemental blazing sun pronouns they/them current GP 160
lifetime GP 160 |
AboutAn old desert spirit, with their own myths and legends. They are a hoarder of knowledge, a maker of deals. A creature only able to be found by those it deems worthy, those who carry something that it desires.
The collector live up to its name. A creature drawn to knowledge, like a moth to flame. There is a deep hunger in them, a void that can only be filled by taking more and more. So the collector collects, they search and they trade. Everything is fair game, in their thirst for more. Deals are their favorite way of obtaining what they want. It’s only fair, for them to grant something in return. Yet the deals are not as fair as they seem, for The Collector only accepts ones that’s in their favor. Not that those that seek them out have any say in them, for most who seeks out the collector have long lost their ways. Their deals take on many shapes, a trade for knowledge, a tale for a tale. They’ll accepts stories and myths, riddles and tales, old folk remedies and artifacts of old. Even servitude to this creature is an option they would gladly consider. This creature cares little for others. Feelings are a strange thing for them, for a creature once of stone can’t understand how something of flesh and blood would feel. All those emotions seem oh so messy, not something for them to try and understand. As such they won’t easily be swayed by other emotions. Tears and heighten voices won’t help any who try and talk to this creature. Emotions are the missing piece in their hoard of knowledge, the once thing they simply don’t have. The Collector doesn’t need to understand these feelings, they simply don’t care. They prefers to be practical, to keep to deals, to follow arrangements both parties set out. |