#Seesor of Chathryn

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“Curling in on himself, Seesor looked up at the sky, and did his best not to cry.”

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Decided that I’ve dropped these guys into enough alignment charts over the years that it was time to make a quick one of my own!

Warning: while Sweetness maintains an even concentration no matter size, Bitterness becomes Highly Concentrated and Dangerous when condensed into beings of small stature. (Ex, Seesor and Ama are equally adorable, Sana and Mentras are disproportionately snarky and will not hesitate to Cut a Bitch)

Warning Additional: Bitterness gains potency with age, and minor dragon gods left to simmer for thousands of years will put even the most condensed shortie to shame. (Ex, Nentanuk will not Cut a Bitch, she goes straight for the fireball so intense it straight up disintegrates)

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Sometimes, I really hate it when my creative side gets ambitious. We'll see how my fingers fare at the end of this monster.

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“He sobbed. He beat and pounded at the trunk walls as much as he was able. He shouted and pleaded to be let out. Eventually, though, Seesor gave up and huddled in a dejected ball.”