Vyrek
(#15823315)
Level 1 Tundra
Familiar
Smoke Gyre
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Male Tundra
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.56 m
Wingspan
4.12 m
Weight
254.12 kg
Genetics
Beige
Clown
Clown
Charcoal
Paint
Paint
Obsidian
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Tundra
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
7
VIT
7
MND
7
Biography
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V Y R E K
Healer|Surgon|Relaxed | Charming [img][/img] Vyrek was weak as a child, born in a small plague village which had no doctor or healer of any kind. So growing up, he had to learn his own way of healing. At first, he took care of his own knicks and scrapes, then he found ways to cure his own illnesses and learned from his mother ways of easing the pain. But the sight of blood hypnotized him, so eventually, Vyrek began to self-harm in order to heal himself. This started a life-long fascination with blood and healing for Vyrek. Just to get a taste of the feelings he felt for the two, he'd seek out mice and other small animals just to tear them apart and put them back together. It was visceral, at first. But then he came to an age where he could venture away from home. And so he sought out real healers. ART
BIRTHSTONE
Jasper Passionate, Fickle |
S T O R Y
Vyrek spent a good portion of his life studying medicine and learned how to dissect animals and dragons. He was under supervision, so most of his more psychopathic tendancies were stilled. But he always found himself hypnotized when preforming procedures, where there was blood he would find a way to be there.
Other students found him...creepy to say the least, and so Vyrek found himself alone most of the time. That didn't both him much, but some nights did get lonely. But that was why he rats for pets. They didn't judge, and he always patched them up just fine in the end. He couldn't say the same for some of the dragons who might get close to him.
His teachers eventually kicked him out of their program for gross negligence. It just so happened he needed dragon blood to study, a lot of it, and the dragon they brought in for healing was just gushing gallons of it.
It didn't really matter that he was brushed out. He'd gained as much knowledge as he could there. So Vyrek began to experiment on his own. It wasn't long before he found a clan that would take him in to be their healer. And he was genuinely good at his job, he just fudged about his personal activities for a long, long time.
Vyrek was not lonely anymore, but something in his heart of hearts missed the companionship of another. When he met Ona, things were...different for him. She was grotesque, but that fascinated him as no other dragon could. Her change into a Bogsneak was perhaps the best thing to happen in a long while for him.
She was shy, afraid, but so fierce. His heart sang when she talked about working with the dead and ghouls and ghosts. She was just as attracted to the strange and macabre as he was! It was like pieces of a puzzle that fit together perfectly.
She helps him in him office now, talking to the dead and leaving him breatheless as she did. Something about the way she spoke her cold words to things he couldn't see made his heart pound like nothing else could.
Other students found him...creepy to say the least, and so Vyrek found himself alone most of the time. That didn't both him much, but some nights did get lonely. But that was why he rats for pets. They didn't judge, and he always patched them up just fine in the end. He couldn't say the same for some of the dragons who might get close to him.
His teachers eventually kicked him out of their program for gross negligence. It just so happened he needed dragon blood to study, a lot of it, and the dragon they brought in for healing was just gushing gallons of it.
It didn't really matter that he was brushed out. He'd gained as much knowledge as he could there. So Vyrek began to experiment on his own. It wasn't long before he found a clan that would take him in to be their healer. And he was genuinely good at his job, he just fudged about his personal activities for a long, long time.
Vyrek was not lonely anymore, but something in his heart of hearts missed the companionship of another. When he met Ona, things were...different for him. She was grotesque, but that fascinated him as no other dragon could. Her change into a Bogsneak was perhaps the best thing to happen in a long while for him.
She was shy, afraid, but so fierce. His heart sang when she talked about working with the dead and ghouls and ghosts. She was just as attracted to the strange and macabre as he was! It was like pieces of a puzzle that fit together perfectly.
She helps him in him office now, talking to the dead and leaving him breatheless as she did. Something about the way she spoke her cold words to things he couldn't see made his heart pound like nothing else could.
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