Snippets from the roleplaying scene, written in the (German) RP forum "Celcia - a world of fantasy":
Corax created himself a robe of black feathers, a cloak of sorrow. Only when it almost completely covered his stature and spread like the wings of a gigantic raven over the ground and came to rest there did the growth stop. The gray prankster whimpered softly, still with his head down. Above it floated a wreath of ruby drops like blood-red tears, the crown of the mourner. He reached out his hand until it touched Azura. "Please ... don't leave me alone..."

My (npc) OC Corax and his love Azura (which is kind of undead at the moment, that's why her skin isn't ... fresh). I loved that scene I had to draw it.
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