Abrafo
(#11198041)
she / her || militia lieutenant
Familiar
Ruby Webwing
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Shadow.
Female Imperial
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
30.18 m
Wingspan
16.85 m
Weight
6018.35 kg
Genetics
Obsidian
Basic
Basic
Obsidian
Basic
Basic
Red
Spines
Spines
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Imperial
Max Level
STR
129
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
50
INT
5
VIT
13
MND
5
Biography
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Is it necessary to gain her viewpoint when we already have theirs?
But of course, favored denizen. We are recordkeepers are we not?
Her features are cold, her heartbeats are nonexistent. I'm not sure that she will have a story to tell.
Witness her as you have witnessed others before her. Angels care not for mortal bias.
Very well then.
...
And so it was, as it always was. It had begun long before the fall of the citadel-it had begun not with burning buildings, carnivores and sickness, no. It had begun with a hunger for a power not known, a dream of a solitary figure on a throne of glass.
One could have even said that the beginning stages of decomposition had started long before the angels destroyed the citadel. Necrosis dripping from eyes and wings, claws tearing at picture frames until the faces were blotted out, rotted fruits served on golden platters.
Ten's rise to power had nurtured the seed of jealously she had so carefully planted, blooming it into something poisonous to the touch, bitter to the taste. And sometimes, when the ballroom was alive with music and laughter and hysteria, she would capture Ten's eyes and she would dream of
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And when she had turned her gaze to the unfit leader and witnessed their hollowed out eyes, hollowed out chest, the jealousy twisted to resemble a pity of the most remarkable kind. Initium finis. Something whispered. Moments later the throne burst apart in a blaze of holy fire, glass shards digging into her corneas, reaching for that seed within her, grasping, aching, burning -
...
As we have already established, they both lay within the camp. Still but for the tremors.
Yes, denizen but what do you notice about her in particular?
A slowness, a coldness, a mere shadow after her reckoning with the divine.
And her eyes?
Clear. She was not blinded.
She was not wounded externally. She was hollowed from the inside out.
And yet blinded in those few moments?
Angels cannot be comprehended, denizen. Least of all by those unworthy.
I see.
...
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