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Rook

(#100977165)

Level 1 Skydancer

Familiar

Banded Owlcat

Energy: 47 50

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Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

3.31 m

Wingspan

4.71 m

Weight

418.69 kg

Genetics

Maroon
Boulder

Tan
Constellation

Metals
Runes

Hatchday

Feb 07, 2025
(4 months)

Breed

Adult
Skydancer

Eye Type

Light
Common

Level 1 Skydancer

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

none

Biography

Rook
Loyal + Strong + Brave
"We are all in the same boat, in a stormy sea, and we owe each other a terrible loyalty."

Despite being a Skydancer, Rook was abandoned by her birth parents, then since adopted and raised by Guardian. Due to this she has been subconsciously searching for a Charge her entire life. Something truly unbeknownst to her, during her journeys she's made both friends and foes. After becoming a skilled warrior and perfecting herself with a blade it would seem her life would've theoretically been complete.
Serious, often too serious. Rook sets out on a journey originally on her own, to find her charge, until she encounters Alexander and soon thereafter Juliet, then finally Seraphim.
Something simply clicked in her head upon encountering Juliet, her mate, her charge.

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Gender
Mate
Familiar

She/They
Roo
Female
Juliet
Banded Owlcat

They were being attacked, from where Rook couldn't exactly tell. It was dark and smokey, smog rushed into her lungs, as she frantically gathered her bearings. Sword tucked so closely to her body, searching out for her friends. She had spotted Alexander flying upward to safety on an overhead pass, Seraphim in their arms protected from any harm.

Someone was missing though; closing her eyes she listened carefully. In the short distance there was some sort of scuffle happening. There!

Almost quickly lunging towards the noise, the words protect echoed in her mind, instinctively she unsheathed her sword and iron clashed. She felt a shiver down deep within her bones, tossing the now limp assailant aside. Juliet was hanging onto the cliffside, wing clearly injured enough to render her flightless. Her grip on the rock was slowly slipping, but just before her grip gave out Rook dropped her sword on the earth beside her, clutching onto Juliet.
"Hang on!" Their eyes made contact and Rook felt it, something chemically bound in her soul change; a gleam in her eye. This was it, the thing she'd been searching for.
With a burst of energy and adrenaline, Rook's wings sprung open, using their strength to propel both of them away from the cliff. They both landed with a huff, clearly spent and exhausted.
Wincing slightly, Rook clutched her side, she hadn't even realized she'd been cut. Not deep enough to hit any vital organs, but to provide a battle wounded sting.

Regardless, it didn't really matter so much now. She had finally found home.

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