(This is my OC! Welbsi, my other oc, worships him, he isn't part of the harks, more like acquainted. He cannot speak English, he can only speak a bit of Spanish and/or Latin, or he doesn't talk at all!★)

The Fertâxin observed from the shadows, taking in their every move, the energy surrounding them, and the very way they walked. As they crossed his path, a gentle, slightly chilly breeze blew past, rustling the leaves and grass. "Puer..." he said to himself, he couldn't speak English but he understood it very well.