Void62's dragon Quinn

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Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

23.92 m

Wingspan

16.63 m

Weight

8864.72 kg

Genetics

Obsidian
Metallic

Steel
Bee

Teal
Glimmer

Hatchday

Jul 27, 2015
(8 years)

Breed

Adult
Imperial

Eye Type

Wind
Innocent

Level 25 Imperial

Max Level

STR

121

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

Biography

The ones who are hardest to love are usually the ones who need it the most

You are stronger then you think.

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Darkness broken only by the flash of lightning. Silence broken only by the following crash of thunder. the small boy darted back against his mothers side, it was dark and cold. The small dragon child having just hatched from his egg did not understand what was happening. He looked about the cave with terror struck eyes as another flash of lightning ripped open the sky, the following roar shaking the rocks of the cave. Turning he looked at the body beside him. Silent, unmoving and shivered. A cold wind rushed into and around the cave as water from outside started to trickle in. The small boy called out as the water hit his foot and started to pool around it. Instinct told him the creature beside him was his mother, but he didn't understand why she wasn't moving. Curling closer he nudged her but she didn't move- mommy! -he nudged her more the water pooling against his knees. Terror struck as something deep inside him told him he had to run, had to get out. Running towards the cave entrance he glanced once more back into the darkness of the cave before bolting out into the storm. Terror hit him as the storm was now all around him, rain pelting his hide as he ran through the dense underbrush of the forest. Thunder struck so close he jumped and landed in a bush. The large leaves of the fern broke the rains fall. Curling up he breathed heavily and fell asleep exhausted-

The boy jolted away as strong hands grabbed him out of the bush, he growled and twisted trying to get free. The grip on him was firm as he was thrown into a cage the door slamming shut. He coward in the back as he was then thrown into a wagon. There were two people he couldn't understand what they were saying though they weren't dragons. The king will be pleased with this.... the first person said the other chuckled i dont see why he wants a dragon... Are we not supposed to be killing them? The other commented as he threw more supplies into the wagon- well yea the adults, young ones have their uses.... Their as strong as six horses keep em till they too dangerous then kill em, their not good for anything else anyway... -Replied the first man as he climbed onto the wagon his friend joining him. The wagon gave a jolt before it started moving through the forest-

The trip was long and rough, the wagon was not made for comfort. The small boy had spent the entire ride curled in the back corner of that cage. Three days rolled by before the Wagon pulled into a large bustling city. People in the city cheered as the soldiers returned their war won. They prodded and poked sticks into the cage making the boy growl and try to move away his tail curling around him for protection. The wagon rolled steadily towards a huge white washed building, the kings castle. Jolting to a halt,the boy cowered and shivered as things were unloaded. He growled as the cage was picked up and carried towards the castle basement. The air inside the dungeon was stank. The smell of **** and unwashed bodies wafted into the boys nose as he was carried down the long dimly lit corridor. One of the strange creatures paused outside a empty cell and tossed the boy in, he hit the wall with a thud stunned. The cage door swung shut with a loud groan. Looking around the boy ran for the far back corner and curled up, he was cold tired and hungry, he hadnt eaten anything since his hatching. The boy was so hungry that when they finally did bring food he gobbled it down, not caring that it was half rotten. He was left in the cage for the next year until he was about the size of a horse. He had no contact besides the hand that brought him just enough food to keep him from starving. Within the year he had grown as large as a horse so one day a group of soldiers came to his cell with chains and a halter. He lifted his head eyes narrowing as he snarled at them. The chains were made though from a special type of metal that weakened dragons and burned them. The men smiled cruelly as the chain was tossed around his neck and he screamed as they bit into his flesh burning him. He sank against the floor as his strength was zapped from him, able to do little more then snarl as the harness was fitted around him and a muzzle was placed on. He soon learned what happened when you didn't follow the rules of these things.
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It is better to stand and fight, if you run you only die tired.

Pain is temporary quitting lasts forever.

Hope is the only thing stronger then fear.

When you feel like quitting, think about why you started

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He was still just a year old when the man in black strolled through the camp. The boy was pulling the heaving coal carts out of the mine when the man walked in, he was covered from head to toe in black. Shadows seemed to ripple off him as he arrogantly walked through the grounds. The boy knew there was something about the man, he had these horrible wicked creatures shrinking away from him. The man was pointing at him calmly as the leader of the camp was arguing. The boy tilted his head wishing he knew what they were saying.- NO! You can not have my dragon, the leader snarled. No? The man phrased it as question his mouth twisting into a cruel smirk- then what if i just simply take him hmm? You have no right!... Right? The dark man barked a cruel cold laugh then grabbed the man by the throat lifting him into the air off his feet- I think you have forgotten..... I take whatever I want when I want -he smirked as shadows lifted around him curling around the man whos eyes were now wide- The dragon child watched with interest, he hated that man, wouldn't mind seeing him dead. The man looked over at Quinn with a smirk then dragged the leader to him and looked at the guard responsible for the boy. Unchain him... Now! -the guard fumbled with the chains as he shook trying to quickly unlock the chains- your worst fear is about to come true.... This is what happens when you double cross me..... -he threw the leader right at the boy then smirked- Do it... -Quinn looked at the man for a moment then lunged at the camp leader......

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Forget what hurt you, but never forget what it taught you.

Im not sick Im twisted. sick makes it sound like theres a cure

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