[center][color=b35959][h1]Omiku[/h1][/color][/center]

Omiku's focus shifted as the Warden spoke of an old haunt long long ago. Showed a familiar place. A familiar face marked for execution and it was up to her and her... co-conspirators to carry out the command. Killing a supposed 'god-king' would be quite a task to pull off she thought with a barely audible chuckle. One of the few unyielding obstacles of her past has returned. She and her kin tried to slaughter the lands of Sulfry long ago when she was barely a shadow, but their walls proved tricky to overcome. She wondered if her kind were remembered or forgotten. As the walls around her shifted and crashed, she took one glance at her companions. They were not kin, but perhaps with the crucible that is this mission they could be.

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Omiku was among the last to awaken from the transition. Her hearing picked up first. She heard a madman cackle, the sound of crackling fire, a simple minded brute... others... but that was not a concern to her. She felt vibrations. Shaking. Felt a sizzle on her form. She...faintly smelled something burning. But before she could piece two and two together she face twisted with an inaudible smack as her vision stirred. 

The Sun! Omiku came to with a startled hiss at the realization of being exposed to that accursed celestial orb as her shadow danced as if standing on hot coals while trying to alert her to the exposure. She glanced around rapidly for cover. Any cover. Her eyes settled on the welcoming shade cast by the ogre as she sprinted across the scalding field to the cool and comfortable shelter cast by the giant of a woman.

[color=b35959]"I must borrow your shade, friend."[/color] Omiku said quickly, as pleasant and nice she could manage while she seemingly melted into her shadow and melded with the shadow casted by the ogre. The only evidence of her presence being the faint outline of her darker silhouette and piercing red eyes that glanced around the surroundings. Finally safe from the inhospitable conditions of the present environment, she relaxed and joined in on the conversation as she was carried with the shadow.

[color=b35959]"I... have not been to this place in a long time. Since my kin and I came around here to feed some.... seventy years ago perhaps. Maybe more. It will be tough getting into the cities of Sulfey, we will need to look and act like we belong or they will be suspicious."[/color] Omiku stated, ignoring the question about her name. This group of unsavory elements of society is not one that can be easily trusted, and trust is the first step towards betrayal. Though it did not help that the sun always sours her mood, and it was a challenge to not snap at the firebrand, his attitude too brash for her to stand. But she would endure even this torment if it meant freedom.