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| - This is an isolated language I developed for a fictional piece based around an all-female society of mermaids.
- To look upon me now is to see a shade once of my former glory. As with others of the Tauren race, I am quite tall. Just below eight foot in height, my body shows even now the hints of my former life. Constant travel, stretching for miles and miles through the wilderness has left my form covered in what seems lean muscle. My horns are small, as with other females of the Tauren, turned upward ever so slightly. My ears are adorned with small rings, three upon each. Let us say it was the rebellious nature of a young Tauren that led to their piercing.
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| - To look upon me now is to see a shade once of my former glory. As with others of the Tauren race, I am quite tall. Just below eight foot in height, my body shows even now the hints of my former life. Constant travel, stretching for miles and miles through the wilderness has left my form covered in what seems lean muscle. My horns are small, as with other females of the Tauren, turned upward ever so slightly. My ears are adorned with small rings, three upon each. Let us say it was the rebellious nature of a young Tauren that led to their piercing. My fur is the same color of the deep earth, the soil which gives us life and takes us in our death. Reddish brown and soft, it covers my body entirely. Streaks of white tear across my muzzle. My hair I prefer to keep long, black in color, though I do braid it to keep it from my face while traveling. My eyes were once a bright, always curious green. But, alas, my current state leaves them an odd, eerie blue. Glowing ever so slighly and with a chill that rivals the very snows of Winterspring. Such a chill often lingers upon my hooves as well, crusting their edges with the hint of frost.
- This is an isolated language I developed for a fictional piece based around an all-female society of mermaids.
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