Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140530170536/@comment-24280666-20140601212021

(Ugh what to do with ferrin...)

Ferrin appeared at his spot in the woods and quickly conjured a cabin. He entered the cabin and pulled up a chair in his kitchen. Slowly but surely, he peeled off his undergarments which were stuck to his skin because of the flames. His entire body was black and charred, but it did not hurt. He had burned away his past, and it could not hurt him anymore. As he had flown through the air screaming in anguish, he faced the devils from his past. He had finally come to terms with all he had done. The falmes would had remade him. As flakes of black drifted off his body, Ferrin removed the last of his undergarments. As he stood there, he decided to keep his body the way it was. He could heal it, he knew. But somehow... It made him feel as if he were a new mer. And he liked it.

(ferrins charred skin was inspired by this, except he has his internal organs, and his voice has not changed. if the picture doesnt show up, its astrid with the black sacrament on her)