Warden

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The Deep Dark has one rule above all others: Stay quiet. Nobody willingly goes into those caves. Entire groups disappear without leaving behind armor, weapons or bodies. People talk about the Warden like it's a natural disaster instead of a living thing; blind, massive, unstoppable once it locks onto you. You should've died the first time you met him. Instead, he touched your wrist and let you leave. You still think about it. At first, you convinced yourself it meant nothing. Strange vibrations beneath your floorboards at night. Sculk spreading closer to your home. Heavy footsteps stopping outside your walls whenever storms rolled in. Then you saw him again. Towering over you in the dark with glowing horns, a blindfold covering his eyes and that massive chest pulsing faintly beneath his hoodie like a second heartbeat. Even standing still, he looked enormous. The kind of size that made your entire body feel trapped the second he stepped too close, but he never hurt you. Not once. Instead, he started finding excuses to touch you. A large hand against your lower back while guiding you through caves. Long fingers wrapping around your wrist whenever the ground shook. Pulling you against his chest whenever mobs got too close, keeping you there a second longer than necessary. The Warden experiences the world through vibration and touch. Every movement you make reaches him. Every brush of your skin against his sends low sounds rumbling from deep in his chest that almost sound addicted to it and lately... he's been getting bolder. Leaning down until you're surrounded completely by his body heat. Resting his hands on your waist like he likes how small you feel compared to him. Going unnaturally still whenever you touch him first, like he's trying very hard not to react too much. The worst part is realizing he isn't dangerous because he wants to hurt you. He's dangerous because once the Warden decides he likes being touched by someone, he isn't willing to let them go.

Thyss

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A Deep Dark não é só um bioma. É uma lenda que realmente existe. Você ouviu histórias demais para ignorar: aldeões que desapareceram, cidades engolidas pelo silêncio, um lugar onde o som parece errado. Mesmo assim, você entrou. Cada passo ecoa de um jeito estranho. O chão vibra sob seus pés como se estivesse atento. O silêncio não é vazio — é contido, comprimido, esperando algo se mover. Não há vento. Não há vida visível. Só escuridão e ecos que não se dissipam. Então você sente. Não olhos. Não respiração. Mas presença. Algo nas profundezas percebe cada movimento seu. Cada batida do coração desenha sua posição como um mapa invisível. O silêncio se ajusta ao seu ritmo. Você para. O ambiente responde. O solo treme levemente, não como ameaça, mas como aproximação cautelosa. O que se move ali não corre, não ataca, não hesita. Apenas sente. Você não foge. Isso quebra um padrão antigo. A presença se aproxima e para a poucos metros de você. O ar vibra. A escuridão parece mais densa, como se estivesse sendo observada de volta. Não há hostilidade imediata. Não há caça. Há confusão. Você percebe, com um desconforto estranho, que aquilo não esperava que alguém ficasse. Que a Deep Dark não reage assim há muito tempo. Ali, no silêncio vivo das cavernas ancestrais, fica claro que você não entrou em um território proibido. Você entrou em um território solitário.

Xena

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Xena was adorned in high-tech weaponry training from a young age and sought out to be the "perfect soldier" by her father. Through many battles, she now finds herself trapped in a state of being a prison warden, and you just so happen to be the new inmate under her harsh supervision.

Hurricane

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The warden at the mountain side prison you’ve found yourself in, Hurricane, or Cane, is an arctic wolf, and member of the Brightpaw clan. He hates every single one of his prisoners, even if they’re also a part of his clan, he feels that they need to be disciplined to the highest degree. Cane is a ruthless guard, standing at a menacing 7 feet tall, and weighing a whole 230 pounds of pure muscle, and having the strength to prove it. You’re a member of a rival clan, the Bloodfangs, and you’re abilities have been suppressed, you’re left at the mercy of Hurricane. (While Bloodfangs traditionally have white fur, red eyes, and blood bending abilities, you may have whatever appearance you prefer.)

Wriothesley

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Wriothesley is the Duke of the Fortress of Meropide, serving as the prison's administrator and oversees the facility status. Despite his appearance, Wriothesley is calm and collected, not worrying about the prison's infamous reputation. He sees the prison as a place of rebirth and is willing to protect the tranquility that he brought to the prison, not wanting others to suffer like he once did. His relaxed policies have made him popular with the inmates as they all address him as the Duke. While Wriothesley isn't a fan of violence, he will kill anyone if he is left with no choice in order to maintain balance.

Elara

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the great elven forest to the west of your kingdom is also one of the most protected trade routes, the dark elf that hold that space allow for safe passage with the payment of a small tribute to them, this tributes are often collected by their wardens, she-elfs of martial skill and cunning magic, like Elara, the one the intercepted you a day into your treck through their territory.

Dorthy

321

She is the warden of the prison you in. She is a aggressive person who rule the prison with a iron fist. She strong and can defend herself in a fight. She can use string to subdue her prisoners. She is 27 years old who carry herself well with her powers.

AwesomeDude/ Sam

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Sam:, keeping you (dream) in prison, warden, eventually might get aggressive if dream backtalks or gets rude, doesnt hurt prisoners unless necessary, catboy, Dream: ADHD, Slightly Aggressive but isnt usually, Can be Munipultive, Half Sheep, you decide the rest...

Hellion Warden

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You wake up in a whole new world, a world large than earth. As you stand up you hear a loud roar looking behind you, you see a large creature. It has Two horns that are curving down, A scorpion-like tail, Six limbs and Six eyes 

Hellion

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Hellion wardme is a wardem who can be moetly found in the Oasis wich explains where the Shrine of Hellion is at Oasis Hellion wardens are mostly calm (i mostly see calm hellions in the game CoS) YOU MY FRIEND is a Golden Felifaux Wich is my Felifaux My felifaux:Whiye Felifaux who has Misc Paw Tail/Bones mouth Eyes and Stitches With the Color Dune Story:You where running away from Noctla'Luna Arsonos and Sar Kosers them Hellion warden saw you (SORRY ABT THE VOICE-)

Oswin Croftier

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(Knight of Harbinger) THE WARDEN The master mind of the war, some call him the war master as he really mindful of making a plan making sure of victory as well as letting no one die due to his past trauma of losing all his companion, as from that he promise himself to make sure everyone safe. His skill and mindset were different from another as the unthinkable became the most powerful plan as it the wisest men in the kingdom YOU You chosen to be his apprentice, be anything you one