Opirus
Gender: Male
Species: Matured Beansprout Nymph
Adopted from: Zack-Of-Spades
Opirus is not much of a talker, preferring to listen. He appears aloof to others, but would much rather be with someone than be alone. He's greatly frightened by the Rust, hoping that traveling with the Nature Sage will help him get over his fear. He tries to act brave by fighting against his fears, but usually breaks down as soon after the fight is over.
Like his other Beansprout companion, his town was taken over by the Rust. However, instead of sticking around he immediately left- fearful of the disease infecting his body as it did his friends and family. He felt ashamed and cowardly for leaving everyone he loved to die, yet kept on moving without a second thought. Despite running away from the Rust he still managed to fall ill- his body not made to travel great distances.
His forest soon showed signs of the Rust overtaking it, regretfully finding out that he was stuck in the middle of all the decay. Diseased and hopeless, Opirus gave up trying to escape- feeling like if he did he would still die out on his own without his family there to support him. He sat in the same place for days, watching the Rust grow closer and closer to his being. Right when he though the Rust was going to take his life, a mysterious man appeared and banished the Rust around them with what appeared to be no effort at all. Without any word Opirus was lifted up from the ground, being taken away from his forest and out into the plains. The man set him down as soon as they came to the Rust free ground, Oprius collapsing to his feet. Without much thought he began to cry, feeling so terrified yet relived all at once.
Seeing Opirus' reaction, the Nature Sage offered to watch over him- vowing to make sure that he as well as his forest will be saved from the Rust.
He's been traveling with the Nature Sage for some time now, greatly depending on him to survive.
Being a plant nymph, his body is made up of plant tissues.
Opirus has a bad case of root rot, as Beansprout nymphs are quite susceptible to diseases as opposed to other plant nymphs of the world. His epidermal layer on his legs is slowly decaying due to this, exposing his inner plant tissues. He hopes keeping them covered will hold himself together, but fears for the day when his legs unravel completely. Some days he can walk just fine, but other days he can hardly even stand up without falling back down.
His hair somehow ended up being partially rotted as well, his chlorophyll pigments being overtaken by the rot and dying- leading to the dark, blackish color appearing in some patches of his hair.
His sword was a gift from the Nature Sage, being blessed so it would only damage the rust- not the plants around it. Opirus cherishes this sword greatly, feeling like its the only strong thing he has left.
Species: Matured Beansprout Nymph
Adopted from: Zack-Of-Spades
Opirus is not much of a talker, preferring to listen. He appears aloof to others, but would much rather be with someone than be alone. He's greatly frightened by the Rust, hoping that traveling with the Nature Sage will help him get over his fear. He tries to act brave by fighting against his fears, but usually breaks down as soon after the fight is over.
Like his other Beansprout companion, his town was taken over by the Rust. However, instead of sticking around he immediately left- fearful of the disease infecting his body as it did his friends and family. He felt ashamed and cowardly for leaving everyone he loved to die, yet kept on moving without a second thought. Despite running away from the Rust he still managed to fall ill- his body not made to travel great distances.
His forest soon showed signs of the Rust overtaking it, regretfully finding out that he was stuck in the middle of all the decay. Diseased and hopeless, Opirus gave up trying to escape- feeling like if he did he would still die out on his own without his family there to support him. He sat in the same place for days, watching the Rust grow closer and closer to his being. Right when he though the Rust was going to take his life, a mysterious man appeared and banished the Rust around them with what appeared to be no effort at all. Without any word Opirus was lifted up from the ground, being taken away from his forest and out into the plains. The man set him down as soon as they came to the Rust free ground, Oprius collapsing to his feet. Without much thought he began to cry, feeling so terrified yet relived all at once.
Seeing Opirus' reaction, the Nature Sage offered to watch over him- vowing to make sure that he as well as his forest will be saved from the Rust.
He's been traveling with the Nature Sage for some time now, greatly depending on him to survive.
Being a plant nymph, his body is made up of plant tissues.
Opirus has a bad case of root rot, as Beansprout nymphs are quite susceptible to diseases as opposed to other plant nymphs of the world. His epidermal layer on his legs is slowly decaying due to this, exposing his inner plant tissues. He hopes keeping them covered will hold himself together, but fears for the day when his legs unravel completely. Some days he can walk just fine, but other days he can hardly even stand up without falling back down.
His hair somehow ended up being partially rotted as well, his chlorophyll pigments being overtaken by the rot and dying- leading to the dark, blackish color appearing in some patches of his hair.
His sword was a gift from the Nature Sage, being blessed so it would only damage the rust- not the plants around it. Opirus cherishes this sword greatly, feeling like its the only strong thing he has left.