Dropped on Liria's doorstep was a human form. Everything was there, arms, legs, body and head... but the state they were in was most concerning.
Burns and scarring wrecked his flesh, creating gulfs and canyons where layers of flesh either receded or ascended. Only the most faint breaths in the world assured anyone he was alive, and even those were taken as not to be heard. To his attacker, he was but a carcass.
On his chest were many deep gashes dug. They each formed letters that spelt out, "I don't like liars..." Underneath it was a dark mark, but one that was smiling...
The deliverer of this grotesque present left seconds after dropping it on the doorstep. She would learn...
OOC Evil(er) Crouch is back in business... >:3
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