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Name: Rock

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Form: A solid piece of earth, mostly circular in appearance bar some imperfections to its exterior. Around 5 inches in diameter, this rock would in no way, shape or form be considered a mere pebble, but neither would it be defined as a boulder. Its peculiar shape and size allows it to perfectly fit in between various nooks and crannies, as well to easily be carried across distances, should it happen to be picked up by an able being.

Personality: Rock is generally calm and collected, allowing it to take in its surroundings and the ever-changing essence of nature. Although small, it nevertheless used to be one with a much larger piece of the earth, and due to some freak accident or divine retribution/intervention, it simply broke off at some point, a great tragemdy. It generally likes to go with the flow, takes things in stride, and it definitely does not break down under the stress and pressure of everyday life. Truly, rock solid. 

Will: The earth generally shares one will, that of nature. However, Rock has been separated from that, let to wander the lands forever and ever. It takes in the sights of the world, forever cursed to be an observer and never a player in this grand game of existence. Perhaps, its greatest desire - should one suppose a mere rock would possess anything close to the very thing that makes sentient beings what they are - would be to once again become one with its source, wherever and in whatever form that may be. Ah, what a sedimental scene that would be.

Favorite Color: Brown.
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