Morpheus
(#15918619)
Level 25 Wildclaw
Familiar
Spellwrought Ambassador
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Shadow.
Male Wildclaw
This dragon is on a Coliseum team.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.19 m
Wingspan
7.37 m
Weight
422.95 kg
Genetics
Midnight
Crystal
Crystal
Black
Peregrine
Peregrine
Pink
Runes
Runes
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Wildclaw
Max Level
STR
105
AGI
46
DEF
27
QCK
53
INT
5
VIT
34
MND
27
Biography
Daddy like a pretty baby?
The man, the gagged man, shackled to ORiON held the same strange atmosphere that you'd find at a circus sideshow. He captivated you with a kind of morbid curiosity, the kind that made you feel like you were trying to digest an iron bar when you looked at him, but you found yourself unable to look away. He wasn't nearly as tall as he looked, but for his height he was disproportionately slender. Not emaciated, gaunt, ill, no; but unnaturally so nonetheless. Like a winter-withered, bare birch.
His nose was crooked in a way that suggested he’d been punched in the face at least twenty times. There was something feral in his dark eyes, somewhere behind those smudged purple inkstains below them, the cage of bloodshot that encased his deeply dark irises, that held a galaxy within them. Something intensely unnerving in the sharpness of those darting, exhausted pupils. Hidden in the dusty, musky folds of his tailored coat. Written in the pearlescent pink tattoos that crept across his face and down his pale neck. Carved into the gleaming, long torn flesh of his left cheek.
Art by Bombcollar!
Art by Janecrockeyre
Art by YosukeHanamura!
HE CAN'T KILL A LV 3 CHICKEN
The man, the gagged man, shackled to ORiON held the same strange atmosphere that you'd find at a circus sideshow. He captivated you with a kind of morbid curiosity, the kind that made you feel like you were trying to digest an iron bar when you looked at him, but you found yourself unable to look away. He wasn't nearly as tall as he looked, but for his height he was disproportionately slender. Not emaciated, gaunt, ill, no; but unnaturally so nonetheless. Like a winter-withered, bare birch.
His nose was crooked in a way that suggested he’d been punched in the face at least twenty times. There was something feral in his dark eyes, somewhere behind those smudged purple inkstains below them, the cage of bloodshot that encased his deeply dark irises, that held a galaxy within them. Something intensely unnerving in the sharpness of those darting, exhausted pupils. Hidden in the dusty, musky folds of his tailored coat. Written in the pearlescent pink tattoos that crept across his face and down his pale neck. Carved into the gleaming, long torn flesh of his left cheek.
Art by Bombcollar!
Art by Janecrockeyre
Art by YosukeHanamura!
HE CAN'T KILL A LV 3 CHICKEN
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This dragon doesn't eat Insects.
Meat stocks are currently depleted.
This dragon doesn't eat Seafood.
This dragon doesn't eat Plants.
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Exalting Morpheus to the service of the Shadowbinder will remove them from your lair forever. They will leave behind a small sum of riches that they have accumulated. This action is irreversible.
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