"The storm approaches."
You call yourself a storm, but all you’ve become is a simple breeze. What is it like, to be something so simple? Without your winds and your gales, you are nothing but our puppet to play with, a kite for us to fly.
Welcome to the Drifting Isles! Please make sure to follow Janna, The Storm’s Fury. Please take note as the mun that your character will be losing the following items/abilities/powers:
Staff
Tailwind
Howling Gale
Zephyr
Eye of the Storm
Monsoon
If you have any questions, feel free to ask us, and happy roleplaying!








