Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31441730-20180630120450/@comment-27344811-20180705005007

The Storm Weaver is scratching the top of her head against the wall.

The Devourer slither toward and is able to pry off the head armor, and to his surprise he is greeted to a very diff Along with having three eyes, her once green skin has darkened to a dark purple and has grown a variety of spikes. Ah. A worm will change its structure several times through its life through mutation from what it consumes. The Waver scrapes against the wall again. Her growth has made this armor uncomfortable. The Devourer of Gods sets off to find a suitable Blacksmith.