Esper
(#10687375)
Level 24 Wildclaw
Familiar
Orbiting Spirit
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Lightning.
Male Wildclaw
This dragon is on a Coliseum team.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
6.64 m
Wingspan
4.82 m
Weight
488.47 kg
Genetics
Midnight
Iridescent
Iridescent
Midnight
Shimmer
Shimmer
White
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 24 Wildclaw
EXP: 25541 / 158942
STR
120
AGI
36
DEF
5
QCK
48
INT
5
VIT
7
MND
5
Lineage
Parents
Offspring
Biography
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Esper
✦Master of Arms✦Psychic warrior✦ ✦HETEROSEXUAL✦ MALE✦ HIM/HE ✦ |
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"The crackling of energy, the tension snapping like a whip. Energy coursed through the caves, bouncing off the walls. Screams, cries and whimpers of the innocent as they were chased to the deepest reaches of the abysmal caves.
They had been so carefree once. So stupid once. The sting of copper burning his nose as he ran. His job failed, his energy depleted. While they were separated for slaughter he fled to the surface, knowing deep in his heart he was a coward." Esper was not proud of that day. The day when their clan had been overrun with the monsters, Beastclan. He could still remember their screams... Esper is captain of the guard, but it is not a title he won easily. It was a title gifted to him dripping with blood as their old commander lay dying. Esper had once only been a mere guard of a thrown together clan of misfits who only shared in the fact they they resided together. There had been no leadership really, nor any order to the place. And they had lived thinking that this was fine, that their desecration of the holy lands of the Beast tribe would easily be overlooked because they were dragons. The creatures of their nightmares that had chased their tribes to the brink of extinction. He could still envision it in his dreams. The suffocating walls, the splattered liquids of smashed glowshroom lights smeared on the walls, on the floor. Swirled with the blood of dragons both young and old as they either fought their way to the surface or had been driven back to the deepest parts to be cornered and slaughtered. Oh... The screams. And his master, the great emerald dragon plated in his golden armor. The great beast of a dragon had once told him it was a gift from his father, now torn to shreds. Despite his stupidity, his willingness to trust his ignorance had entrusted him with the safety of the clan with his dying breath. His masters abilities, born from a proud and powerful bloodline had been passed on to Esper. Magic untapped for years was now able to swirl forth, electrical energy from his soul. And he used it well. Sealing the entrance of their old home by collapsing the roof, he ensured that none would accidentally discover the unfortunate events that had taken place. And he began to slip into the role of leadership like it was a second skin. Always a watchful eye over his fellow homeless dragons as they traveled through the mire, their claws out for any scrap of money, food or clothing. It sickened him that they were reduced to such desperation, when once they had been able to get by. Even their merchant was only able to scrounge up so much without produce to sell. It was a situation that demeaned him, that infuriated him. If only he had paid more attention, if only he had stopped to think what their foolish actions had caused.... Maybe they would still be able to keep their heads raised high with pride in themselves. Eventually their clan was forced to leave the swampland that had once been home to them for years. The look of defeat on their faces had broken his heart. Especially his mates. Now with a new home, one that is secure, strong.. Esper never wants to see these things again. He never wants to relive his past outside his dreams. ______________________________________________________________ 
-Esper has gained many strengths and weaknesses from his traumatic experience with the clan. From his fears and insecurities, all the way to understanding himself in a way he could never have imagined, a way that unlocked his inner abilities of magic. Esper was gifted the power of his master upon his masters death, a psychic ability where a dragon with tattooed runes upon their body can access the energy of their soul and wield it. And while his master had used this ability to defend himself and others, Esper has turned it into a weapon. Whenever Esper is in a true battle, the runes upon him release electrical energy that coats both him and his blade. It is a force he can send forth in destructive blasts, or keep close to him to harm his opponent upon contact with his body. It is a skill he is still trying to master when he isn't working on improving or maintaining the security of the clan. -Esper is extremely claustrophobic after his experiences in the caves along with his nightmares. He and his wife are one of the few dragons live up on the surface of their territory among the gardens. While his wife does not mind, it still shames him that he can not even go down to the war room of the clan without his wife accompanying him. Most of his work and business as a result is kept up on the surface. Esper would be one of the first dragons to hear someone attempting to scale the walls or cause trouble. -As captain of the guard it is his job to ensure the security and safety of the inhabitants of Zaahir. A job he takes very seriously. With difficult requirements to join, rigorous training and constant vigilance it is no wonder that Esper has been able to train what was once a bunch of misfits into a force to be reckoned with. Highly strict, with no room for error, Esper runs a very tight ship. He has to, he made a promise to his best friend, his master.. The golden imperial that had saved them all at the cost of his own life. He at the very least he owed it to the one dragon that had not sat back in ignorance, who constantly tried to warn them of this. A dragon who had only smiled and accepted their ignorance with the knowledge that their clan being overrun was inevitable. But swore to protect them anyway. Esper is inspired to be just as good of a protector as his friend once was, and it is also why all the guards wear golden armor. -He is also Laurine's mate. It's really a pairing no one would have seen, the resident seamstress with her soft disposition actually working out with the tough older male. Esper's tough and sees no need for frivolities, he serves the clan with honor and duty with no time for gossip unlike his mate who splurges in such activities. Esper is the perfect warrior, honed to fight and hardworking to perfect his craft. Each day he spends hours patrolling the clans territory, training the younglings alongside Elixabeth and in general ensuring the continued safety of the clan. And that hardworking spirit is why the pair work so well together. The two are a pair of workaholics that can identify with the exhaustion they both feel at the end of the day. They get along pretty well otherwise when they aren't tired, sharing many ideals and values despite the evidence of the contrary |
   
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