Wupawk
The wind whistlin' by my ears, the ground beneath me shrinkin' away as maw and pa's hysterical screams fall into the distance— finally, I got my wings.Wupawk are magical wings, created by a concentration of one's spirit.
The wind whistlin' by my ears, the ground beneath me shrinkin' away as maw and pa's hysterical screams fall into the distance— finally, I got my wings.Wupawk are magical wings, created by a concentration of one's spirit.
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This sounds really cool! Would it be possible to test someone's good intentions by having them use their Wupawk? Also, don't let anyone tell you this article is too short. It was just right for my low attention span ;)
It would be possible, yes! That's actually a FANTASTIC idea that I'll have to make a ritual or something for later...
Thanks for the kind words!
I also love the idea of testing someone's intentions by using their Wupawk :D