HARK,
WELL!

were all such things true we might have a kinder world. yet, 'tis made apparent in some vast wisdom a stream of aether, the exchange of living things into some faraway serenity. the river may not be taken, however, and there 'twould be that most vile of things. dancing back to the coil, i found you, taking you as my child.

A wanderer, Harkwell does their best to pay recompense for those they inconvenience. It's a thankless endeavor, really, but that's more than fine. Obscurity better suits a devil.
And oh, what a devil they are, with the sins they carry. No amount of oblation will amount to the penance they owe. Yet still, should that make a villain? No. Never. If nothing else, this star is owed kindness, even if it's not been granted to them.