Aejos Boroara
Music used to be my escape. Now it's a weapon.
A registry of the named, the notorious, and the nameless who shape the arc of the Midnight Folio — from sovereign to scoundrel.
Music used to be my escape. Now it's a weapon.
Be stronger, be faster, be better. That's the only way to survive.
Thanks to you, I get to be with the magnificent beast I created.
Silence is where I function best. So leave me be.
When all is threatening you, a meal will always be there to comfort.
Eyes show you what is. Instinct shows what will be. Your eyes blind you, Arougas, more than mine.
When the wind bellows, chances are it's me.
Every person has their balance. Which is nice, cause I get to take it away!
Why does this world smell so... foul?
We always move forwards, whichever path we choose to follow.
This war does not interest me. The safety of its victims is my priority.
The dead... why won't they stop taunting me?
Only fools claim power wins wars. The knowledgeable, they control the outcome.
The world is at its best when we can have our own kind of fun.
You claim to be trustworthy, but all you do is make a false promise. Make me one that's real, and I'll be more eager to talk.