About: Buroa the Bison

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Beforehand she was described by the camp-singer Iro as having skin like honey, and eyes so dark and brown that they were as chocolate, bitter and hard yet calming and intoxicating. Her hair was so black that he said it was spun of the night, and it shone so starrily like a beautiful night that it sometimes that it lulled the bisons to sleep. Most bison-riders are huge men who bring their bisons to heel with their physical strength but Buroa calmed them down and seemed to understand them on a deep level. She was tentborn but spoke like she was grassborn. She swore saddleborn, and would often go missing months at a time only to return perfectly fine with Toad. She seemed so small and beautiful but spoke with a harshness that commanded respect even from veterans of tens of battles.

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rdfs:label	Buroa the Bison
rdfs:comment	Beforehand she was described by the camp-singer Iro as having skin like honey, and eyes so dark and brown that they were as chocolate, bitter and hard yet calming and intoxicating. Her hair was so black that he said it was spun of the night, and it shone so starrily like a beautiful night that it sometimes that it lulled the bisons to sleep. Most bison-riders are huge men who bring their bisons to heel with their physical strength but Buroa calmed them down and seemed to understand them on a deep level. She was tentborn but spoke like she was grassborn. She swore saddleborn, and would often go missing months at a time only to return perfectly fine with Toad. She seemed so small and beautiful but spoke with a harshness that commanded respect even from veterans of tens of battles.
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abstract	Beforehand she was described by the camp-singer Iro as having skin like honey, and eyes so dark and brown that they were as chocolate, bitter and hard yet calming and intoxicating. Her hair was so black that he said it was spun of the night, and it shone so starrily like a beautiful night that it sometimes that it lulled the bisons to sleep. Most bison-riders are huge men who bring their bisons to heel with their physical strength but Buroa calmed them down and seemed to understand them on a deep level. She was tentborn but spoke like she was grassborn. She swore saddleborn, and would often go missing months at a time only to return perfectly fine with Toad. She seemed so small and beautiful but spoke with a harshness that commanded respect even from veterans of tens of battles. Then her skin became sickly, like cracking dirt. Her hair took on a roughspun look. Dry, like dead grass, and even her witty, biting voice had become quieter, and crueler. But her eyes, red they may be, are still the same. The molten red is said to look as the sun. It is an eternal gaze, calming in its assuredness and steadiness.

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