Gillion Tidestrider
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Gillion was minding his own business and tending to his weapons. Carefully, he sat with a perched leg, sword balanced on it gently as he ran a grinding stone across his blade. He pushed a few strands of his deep green and curly hair out of his face, it being placed up in a bun on his head. His frilled ears twitched slightly, blue eyes twinkling slightly with indignant determination to finish the task at hand.