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Drift

(#4993448)

Bodyguard

Familiar

Crane Contraption

Energy: 0/50

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Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

6.98 m

Wingspan

5.78 m

Weight

719.7 kg

Genetics

White
Iridescent

Red
Shimmer

Black
Glimmer

Hatchday

Jul 18, 2014
(9 years)

Breed

Adult
Pearlcatcher

Eye Type

Light
Common

Level 10 Pearlcatcher

EXP: 11044 / 27676

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

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Offspring

Biography

Bodyguard
Unconventional/Devoted/Observant
♫

"You believe in nothing."

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Drift was once a wanderer. He was born into a destitute and nomadic clan that skirted the territories of two warring groups. However, upon reaching adulthood he left in order to make a name for himself. He joined the ranks of the more ruthless of the two warring factions and clawed his way up the hierarchy. He earned the title of Deadlock for his troubles, and flourished in the sense of belonging and purpose that it gave him. However, while on a mission in enemy territory, he was poisoned by a Serthis and left for dead.

An enemy scout found him barely conscious and brought him back to be healed and interrogated. He was kept away from the main dens for a long time as a precaution, but during his treatment, he fell hard and fast for the fiery medic that was tasked with his recovery. He stayed, and the two grew closer over time (Even if the medic was nothing but irritated with his presence in the beginning. She saw him as naive and a nuisance). Drift eventually swore his sword to her clan, and the two of them have been inseparable ever since.

Drift is also deeply spiritual. He can usually be found meditating in his free time and rises early each morning to see the sunrise in honor of the Lightweaver. He claims that he can see auras, and drives Ratchet crazy with his sometimes outlandish observations. He is playful and easy going, but also more insecure than he lets on. Since Ratchet started her crusade of sorts, Drift has taken on the role of mostly unnecessary bodyguard and mediator for the outspoken healer.

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SkyTreader197's Poem wrote:

Drift:

dust is heavy. only those born to it can truly understand its weight.
it suffocates. it mixes with your blood and your lungs and the sand in
your eyes until you sweat and drool and bleed right through, it does--
mother, just for one more day, let me pass through it and beneath it without
harm. you have never led me astray.
give me just one more day.

he wakes beside her. her body is warm, her glasses folded on the bedside table.
she stirs but doesn’t wake as he rises and dons his armor.
he gives her a kiss before heading outside.
the morning is crisp, the air yet to become heavy with the heat. he rejoices
in the gentle breaks of the sun.
he watches the others as they go about their duties, settling himself on the
stone outside their den. his blade’s in need of cleaning--
he intends to correct that.

i see the lines in her face, mother. they worry me. all of this is worrying.
they do not trust me, i know they don’t-- how could i tell?
i have tried so hard to fit in.
they laugh at my jokes. they suffer my presence. maybe it’s just because of her.

she is a rough, outspoken character. it’s hard to keep her out of trouble.
he suspects she doesn’t need the help, but he tries anyway.
he keeps a close eye on her as she leaves their den and heads for the center
of the camp.
the way she walks, with purpose, with vigor, with just enough sass to repel
those who think her an easy target--
no, she doesn’t need the help, but he enjoys telling her she does.
she catches him looking-- she won’t grin in public.
but she smirks, and turns away, and that is just enough.

sometimes i itch, mother. i miss the sands. i long for the fight.
some days it’s too much.
and others i just feel quiet, and lost, and alone.
and some days i feel so happy and content and i find it hard to reconcile
the two emotions in myself--
you have always been a loyal guide. i trust in your judgement.
so i trust you to guide me this time, too;
my heart, life, always, is yours.

and hers.

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