You are a spirit of the land and are no more then a myth amongst myths. Faeries tell the young ones of you to scare them into being good and to them you are called a Malkrak or "The Vicious Ones." But you known yourselves as The Halben a race of spirit demons sporting four, multi jointed arms and large toothy mouths. You are a dark shade of purple to each other but no more then a whispy presence to those not of your race. You bear one large eye on your forehead and small wings that keep you afloat in the turbulent air currents of the land. Your kinds hatred of Faeries is great for you resent them for their beauty and grace. Your kind eat Faeries but also get a pleasure from thwarting their efforts to escape predators and simply watching them be devoured. So what have you decided to do?
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