🧂🗡Silent Salt Cookie🗡🧂

He wears a dark, tattered cloak on his back, a black helmet with two slits emitting purple light, two black shoulder pads, and a rather large black sword. All of his equipment (helmet, shoulder pads, and sword) is made of black salt and is stronger than human steel.

Very silent, cold, gloomy, serious.

loves:

1. Silence
2. Salt
3. Personal space
   doesn't like/hates
4. Tactility
5. Sentimentality
6. Tenderness

They say he never ruled as other messengers of the gods did. Instead, he was first among equals, bound by an oath of solidarity. He and his loyal knights preached his virtues throughout the Great Wasteland. Alas... Was the weight of his divine mission too great to bear alone? Even he, a warrior of unrivaled discipline, succumbed to temptation. After inflicting a calamity that claimed the lives of every Cookie who stood by his side, he was sealed by magic and condemned to an eternity of imprisonment in darkness. His countless victims were cursed, condemned to wander forever in a land where no living Cookie had ever set foot—the Land of Silence, as it was now called. But that was not the end of the story. Millennia later, the Beasts awakened once again. Now, clad in black armor that glitters in the moonlight, pale as salt crystal, the Silent Salt Baker returns to his domain with the same chilling stillness he left when he first swung his sword as the Devil of Silence.