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Lady

minimorph — Tue, 27 Jan 2026 11:23:33 +0000

ady comes from one of the oldest families of DeepWood, a lineage older than written deals and spoken oaths.Trinkets glitter in her fur, each a mark of a bargain struck or a favor owed.
She does not threaten, she invests, and those who fail her soon find their fortunes quietly unraveling.
When need arises, Lady sets aside her ledgers and takes up her bow. In DeepWood, wars may be fought by warriors, but they are decided by her purse.

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Capitaine Duckan

minimorph — Tue, 27 Jan 2026 11:19:28 +0000

Captain Duckan has marched through the worst of the battlefields and lived to tell the tale.
Armor splattered with mud and blood, he commands not with fear, but with unwavering authority and clear orders. He reads the battlefield like a map, placing his soldiers where they can survive and strike hardest. Every retreat is measured, every advance calculated.
n deep marsh or on open plains, Duckan is the hand that holds the line and whose judgment turn chaos into victory.

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Goosekenecht

minimorph — Tue, 27 Jan 2026 11:03:22 +0000

Goosekenecht has led his patrols through mud, mist, and fire, feathers damp but pride unshaken.
He knows every swamp and hidden path like the back of his wing. Orders barked, strategies laid, Goose moves with the calm of one who has seen every trap and every betrayal. His recruits — young and eager, or weary and scarred — trust his judgment, even when fear runs thick.
In battle, Goosekenecht is the eye in the storm, the blade that guides his flock, and the voice that holds them together when the marsh itself seems alive with death.

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Bite Dealer

minimorph — Tue, 27 Jan 2026 11:02:59 +0000

Long before the war drums echoed, he was only a farmboy’s son. The fire that swallowed his mother lit more than her pyre — it burned away his name, his childhood, his mercy.
Through smoke and tears he fled into the Shallow Marsh, where Mother Mandragore found him. She fed him poison, taught him steel, and whispered vengeance into his ears.
Now the Free Farms remember him not as a child, but as the warlord he became, the wildcat in the steel mask — Bite Dealer, heir to the flames.

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Greywhisker

minimorph — Tue, 27 Jan 2026 11:02:56 +0000

Greywhisker did not rise by strength of claw, but by knowing when not to strike. While others fought for branches, he learned the weight of silence, the value of names, and the price of secrets.
Under his rule, ambushes were planned seasons ahead, debts carefully recorded, and rivals undone without a blade ever drawn.
Now the war beyond DeepWood has changed the game. Greywhisker adapts, widening the reach of his raids, sharpening his crews, and turning the chaos of war into new paths for profit.

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Mère Mandragore

minimorph — Mon, 26 Jan 2026 22:31:41 +0000

Once she walked the Free Farms as a healer, gathering herbs at dusk and whispering prayers over wounds. But the lords feared her sway over the common folk more than they valued her cures.
When the trials came, she vanished into the Shallow Marsh, carrying with her the secrets no fire could burn.
There, amid fog and reeds, she became something older, something darker — Mother Mandragore, the witch whose children are war and silence.

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