Your name is FAREES SOLAMI.
You are a lowly RUSTBLOOD, practically locked at the very bottom of the HEMOSPECTRUM. However you don't consider yourself someone INFERIOR like other trolls would say; if anything, you are way more SPECIAL than any pompous highblood or smelly sea dweller could be.
All your life you have dreamed of a city of GOLD, of towers of RADIANCE and of a BEAUTIFUL sky. You have seen as time painted itself to you in tones in PASTEL, and had your eyes opened to a world full of discovery, hope and POTENTIAL.
At first you thought nothing of this, thinking it was just a dream; but as time went on you experienced first hand the credibility of the scenes showed to you. Because of that you focus most of your time sleeping and conversing among the INHABITANTS of the white kingdom, or befriending those of your race that will share your fate, whom you call FRIENDS.
Since you know your world won't last long, you have little interest in sharing the hobbies others trolls have. But you do however enjoy listening to MUSIC and playing the DRUMS. This is due to the POWERS your blood granted you, enhancing your sense of hearing to extremely high levels. Your EARS are very receptive, and not only catch any sound in a radius of several meters but can also hear the thoughts of others. You never learned how to control this ability, and thus suffered of chronic headaches until the time the WHITE QUEEN gave you a pair of HEADPHONES which managed to block your powers. Ever since then you are constantly wearing them and listening to music, though it was quite the ODYSSEY making sure they reached your real-self.
Though you practically only have five chums that it actually MATTERS talking to, you still possess a Chumhandle: garnetTempo
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