THE NARRATOR — His eyes are hidden in the gloom; his feathers black, the rings on his fingers tarnished. He wears no armour, instead donning a stained garment which was once much finer. He radiates ennui. You could probably just kill him now.
i didn't know it would come out a gif! i don't usually do this kind of rendered stuff in firealpaca but the convenience of popping it directly onto cohost is neat. actually judging by the automatically squared off ratio i'm probably supposed to be popping it directly onto instagram lol