Saga

(#12109670)
Level 10 Ridgeback
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Ice.
Male Ridgeback
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Personal Style

Apparel

Druidic Sash
Copper Steampunk Goggles
Copper Steampunk Scarf
Copper Steampunk Vest
Copper Steampunk Wings
Copper Steampunk Tail Bauble

Skin

Accent: Fishtivities

Scene

Measurements

Length
13.35 m
Wingspan
18.71 m
Weight
8953.93 kg

Genetics

Primary Gene
Pink
Crystal
Pink
Crystal
Secondary Gene
Pink
Shimmer
Pink
Shimmer
Tertiary Gene
Pink
Spines
Pink
Spines

Hatchday

Hatchday
Apr 08, 2015
(9 years)

Breed

Breed
Adult
Ridgeback

Eye Type

Eye Type
Ice
Common
Level 10 Ridgeback
EXP: 987 / 27676
Scratch
Shred
STR
32
AGI
9
DEF
11
QCK
16
INT
9
VIT
10
MND
8

Biography

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Watchman; Mated to Delilah

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"We must build dikes of courage to hold back the flood of fear. "

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B I O G R A P H Y


______ Her little head just topped the window-sill; she even mounted on a stool, maybe; she pressed against the pane, as children will, and watched us playing, oh so wistfully! And then I missed her for a month or more, and idly thought: "She's gone away, no doubt," until a hearse drew up beside the door . . . I saw a tiny coffin carried out. And after that, towards dusk I'd often see behind the blind another face that looked: Eyes of a young wife watching anxiously, then rushing back to where her dinner cooked. She often gulped it down alone, I fear, within her heart the sadness of despair, for near to midnight I would vaguely hear a lurching step, a stumbling on the stair. These little dramas of the common day! A man weak-willed and fore-ordained to fail . . .the window's empty now, they've gone away, and yonder, see, their furniture's for sale. To all the world their door is open wide, and round and round the bargain-hunters roam, and peer and gloat, like vultures avid-eyed, above the corpse of what was once a home. So reverent I go from room to room, and see the patient care, the tender touch, the love that sought to brighten up the gloom, the woman-courage tested overmuch. Amid those things so intimate and dear, where now the mob invades with brutal tread, I think: "What happiness is buried here, what dreams are withered and what hopes are dead!"

______ Oh, woman dear, and were you sweet and glad over the lining of your little nest! What ponderings and proud ideas you had! What visions of a shrine of peace and rest! For there's his easy-chair upon the rug, his reading-lamp, his pipe-rack on the wall, all that you could devise to make him snug -- and yet you could not hold him with it all. Ah, patient heart, what homelike joys you planned to stay him by the dull domestic flame! Those silken cushions that you worked by hand when you had time, before the baby came. Oh, how you wove around him cozy spells, and schemed so hard to keep him home of nights! Aye, every touch and turn some story tells of sweet conspiracies and dead delights. And here upon the scratched piano stool, tied in a bundle, are the songs you sung; that cozy that you worked in colored wool, the Spanish lace you made when you were young, and lots of modern novels, cheap reprints, and little dainty knick-knacks everywhere; and silken bows and curtains of gay chintz . . .and oh, her tiny crib, her folding chair! Sweet woman dear, and did your heart not break, To leave this precious home you made in vain? Poor shabby things! So prized for old times' sake, with all their memories of love and pain. Alas! While shouts the raucous auctioneer, and rat-faced dames are prying everywhere, the echo of old joy is all I hear, all, all I see just heartbreak and despair.
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