

AbyssalWonders
(#101986558)
Level 2 Obelisk
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Energy: 45
out of
50

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Personal Style
Apparel






Skin
Effect
Scene
Measurements
Length
11.54 m
Wingspan
11.97 m
Weight
4942.67 kg
Genetics
Purple
Pharaoh
Pharaoh
Abyss
Jester
Jester
Soil
Sparkle
Sparkle
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 2 Obelisk
EXP: 492 / 641


STR
8
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
6
INT
5
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
Wishlist
PRIORITY
need for modern dragon gene project
Accent/skins
Scene
Apparel
In a realm nestled between the fabric of dreams and the darkness of despair, there existed a peculiar young woman known as AbyssalWonders. With tousled hair cascading in shades of deep violet that shimmered like the night sky, she found herself forever linked to forces beyond human comprehension. Raised amidst crumbling ruins and whispering shadows, her childhood home was an ancient structure once belonging to a long-lost pharaoh who had ruled over lands steeped in mystery. The soil beneath her feet thrummed with life yet seemed laden with secrets from ages past; it whispered tales of forgotten glories and impending doom.
Despite the looming grandeur around her, AbyssalWonders lived among jesters—spirits that cupped laughter within their bony hands while hiding their own sorrowful mirth. She wasn\'t afraid to dance through rain-soaked streets filled with broken mirrors reflecting light just out of reach; rather, she embraced this duality as part of her being. Her raven familiar, named Obsidian for its glossy feathers absorbing every hint of daylight, served not only as companion but also guide through both absurdity and tragedy alike—a constant reminder that one could find beauty even within chaos.
As years passed like fleeting shadows chasing sunsets beyond purple-tinted horizons, AbyssalWonders learned to shape illusions into reality using both jest and wisdom inherited from those spectres in jester\'s garb. Few understood why she took pleasure in collecting stories etched by time into soil or why they fueled her magic—perhaps they feared what lay at the heart of such abyssal wonders—but none could deny how compellingly enchanting she had become amidst swirling depths that beckoned toward eternity itself. In this world where dreams melded seamlessly with nightmares kissed by twilight\'s embrace, AbyssalWonders danced through fate itself—as vibrant as stars against the dark tapestry above them all—and realized at last that hope often blooms brightest amidst profound darknesses unseen by mortal eyes alone.
PRIORITY
need for modern dragon gene project
Accent/skins









Scene
Apparel
In a realm nestled between the fabric of dreams and the darkness of despair, there existed a peculiar young woman known as AbyssalWonders. With tousled hair cascading in shades of deep violet that shimmered like the night sky, she found herself forever linked to forces beyond human comprehension. Raised amidst crumbling ruins and whispering shadows, her childhood home was an ancient structure once belonging to a long-lost pharaoh who had ruled over lands steeped in mystery. The soil beneath her feet thrummed with life yet seemed laden with secrets from ages past; it whispered tales of forgotten glories and impending doom.
Despite the looming grandeur around her, AbyssalWonders lived among jesters—spirits that cupped laughter within their bony hands while hiding their own sorrowful mirth. She wasn\'t afraid to dance through rain-soaked streets filled with broken mirrors reflecting light just out of reach; rather, she embraced this duality as part of her being. Her raven familiar, named Obsidian for its glossy feathers absorbing every hint of daylight, served not only as companion but also guide through both absurdity and tragedy alike—a constant reminder that one could find beauty even within chaos.
As years passed like fleeting shadows chasing sunsets beyond purple-tinted horizons, AbyssalWonders learned to shape illusions into reality using both jest and wisdom inherited from those spectres in jester\'s garb. Few understood why she took pleasure in collecting stories etched by time into soil or why they fueled her magic—perhaps they feared what lay at the heart of such abyssal wonders—but none could deny how compellingly enchanting she had become amidst swirling depths that beckoned toward eternity itself. In this world where dreams melded seamlessly with nightmares kissed by twilight\'s embrace, AbyssalWonders danced through fate itself—as vibrant as stars against the dark tapestry above them all—and realized at last that hope often blooms brightest amidst profound darknesses unseen by mortal eyes alone.
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Exalting AbyssalWonders to the service of the Arcanist will remove them from your lair forever. They will leave behind a small sum of riches that they have accumulated. This action is irreversible.
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