Your name is... a%ually, your name is not important. You are E%ECUTOR STEELEYE. Very few know your old name, and the most that people can get away with calling you is 'Eq'.
Formerly, you had a green-b100ded MOIRAIL, but SHE DIED a long time ago. You are just barely over 200 SWEEPS OLD, which is not even halfway through your natural 700-900 sweep lifespan. You have MAGNIFENCENT CONTROL over your FREAKISH STRENGTH. You can handle things without breaking them, much to your pleasure. Which also means you can a%ually WIELD A BOW. You still like to use your fists, though. BEATING THINGS TO A PULP is an old habit and old habits die hard. You are the faithful servant of the new GRAND HIGHB100D.
D --> one of THEM ==> You laugh, and rub your chest, your body suit exposing all of your details. D --> such contempt for THOSE WHO ARE MOTHERFUCKING HIGHER THAN EVERYONE ELSE D --> where did your manners go, BOY
D—> Its been a long time since I was called that
==>You keep your eyes on his face.
D—> I mean no disrespect
D—> Being surrounded by subjugglators almost constantly ma%es you a bit weary