Crescent
(#16019965)
Level 21 Wildclaw
Familiar
Brave Sphinx
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Energy: 49/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Ice.
Female Wildclaw
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
7.5 m
Wingspan
5.55 m
Weight
409.45 kg
Genetics
Obsidian
Iridescent
Iridescent
Mulberry
Shimmer
Shimmer
Obsidian
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 21 Wildclaw
EXP: 74446 / 127509
STR
26
AGI
9
DEF
6
QCK
11
INT
5
VIT
11
MND
6
Biography
In the depths of the shadowy forest, there lurks a fearsome creature that strikes terror into the hearts of all who see it. She is a witch, her dark scales covered in a thick, black substance that seems to seethe and writhe like living shadows.
This dragon is not like any other. She is infused with the power of the shadows and can move through them with a fluid grace that defies explanation. It is said that she can slip into a person's shadow and control their every movement, making them do her bidding without their even realizing it.
But she is not content to simply control the shadows. She seeks to devour them, to make them a part of hersefl, and in doing so, she becomes something more than a mere dragon. She becomes a creature of darkness and chaos, a living nightmare that few can stand against.
Those who have seen this dragon describe her as a thing of beauty and horror. Her scales gleam like obsidian in the moonlight, and her eyes burn with an otherworldly fire. But beneath that surface beauty lies a creature of pure malice and evil, a thing that delights in the suffering of others.
And so she continues to roam the shadowy forest, spreading fear and destruction wherever she goes. She is a creature that cannot be tamed and cannot be reasoned with. She is a force of nature, a living embodiment of the darkness that lurks within us all.
the moon shines; a curved sliver, sharp and silver like the edge of a sword.
winter is unforgiving in her conquest of the lands. merciless, she strikes down all that stands tall at her arrival. that which did not fall meets its demise at her cold hands. her blood coats the lands; white and deceptively soft, glowing with the remnants of the soft light of stars and the moon bathing the surface.
in the dark, she is nearly unseen.
her, with skin like night sky and hair like a shimmering veil. glassy eyes cold as winter's grip and bright as fate's stars stare out into the desolate remains of autumn's bounty.
this is crescent.
she is not a jeweler's daughter. she is not a holy seeker.
she is cursed.
but she is not forgotten. that, she ensures. she ensures it with every strike drawing blood, she ensures it with every scream that sings of her pain.
she is cursed; but she will not be forgotten.
This dragon is not like any other. She is infused with the power of the shadows and can move through them with a fluid grace that defies explanation. It is said that she can slip into a person's shadow and control their every movement, making them do her bidding without their even realizing it.
But she is not content to simply control the shadows. She seeks to devour them, to make them a part of hersefl, and in doing so, she becomes something more than a mere dragon. She becomes a creature of darkness and chaos, a living nightmare that few can stand against.
Those who have seen this dragon describe her as a thing of beauty and horror. Her scales gleam like obsidian in the moonlight, and her eyes burn with an otherworldly fire. But beneath that surface beauty lies a creature of pure malice and evil, a thing that delights in the suffering of others.
And so she continues to roam the shadowy forest, spreading fear and destruction wherever she goes. She is a creature that cannot be tamed and cannot be reasoned with. She is a force of nature, a living embodiment of the darkness that lurks within us all.
the moon shines; a curved sliver, sharp and silver like the edge of a sword.
winter is unforgiving in her conquest of the lands. merciless, she strikes down all that stands tall at her arrival. that which did not fall meets its demise at her cold hands. her blood coats the lands; white and deceptively soft, glowing with the remnants of the soft light of stars and the moon bathing the surface.
in the dark, she is nearly unseen.
her, with skin like night sky and hair like a shimmering veil. glassy eyes cold as winter's grip and bright as fate's stars stare out into the desolate remains of autumn's bounty.
this is crescent.
she is not a jeweler's daughter. she is not a holy seeker.
she is cursed.
but she is not forgotten. that, she ensures. she ensures it with every strike drawing blood, she ensures it with every scream that sings of her pain.
she is cursed; but she will not be forgotten.
//lore blurb written by nightshadesend
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