AtticaIonia's dragon Emerson

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Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

1.35 m

Wingspan

0.78 m

Weight

1.91 kg

Genetics

Coral
Piebald

Spring
Eye Spots

Green
Basic

Hatchday

Aug 18, 2015
(8 years)

Breed

Adult
Fae

Eye Type

Light
Common

Level 1 Fae

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

Cerise

Biography

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Emerson was born in a nest of five. He was barely noticeable among his siblings. They were loud. He was quiet. They were romping around outside. He was playing around with instruments inside. They were chatting with dragons of the clan. He was practicing his strumming with a lute.

Needless to say, out of the already spread thin attention of the family, he received the smallest amount. He longed to be noticed. To be acknowledged. His mother and father, when at the family’s den, were occupied with his siblings. The small moments of attention he received were when a passing dragon happened to hear the roar of his horn and eerie humming of his panpipes.

His heart yearned for adventure. He couldn’t handle his situation at home, so he simply left. He was barely old enough to travel, having just reached past his hatchling years. He was only able to garner his measly income through his music. He’d play for a clan, accepting generous payments and humble tips, and then move on to the next. Although it was rough, he loved his job.

One day, the Observatory bar hired him to play for the week. As he always did, he enchanted the dragons of the clan with the wild strumming of his lute, the prideful blare of his horn, and the mystical whispering of his panpipes. He managed to earn an offer of free housing at the Ramblers Wife if he played for another week. Gratefully, he took the clan up on it.

That night, he joined in on a party. He had… a little too much wine, shall we say, and had quite the night with Cable, one of the Warren’s Guardians. When he woke up in the morning, he had a few hazy memories. But one thing was for sure. Cable had found his charge.

Emerson is a shy and awkward dragon. Who rather express himself through music. He often lets Cable do all the talking for him. However, he could never go back to living a life on the move, not if it didn’t have Cable.

He and Cable have a special bond that goes deeper than simply being one’s charge. The two love each other, deeply and truly. The two balance each other out, with Cable’s hard outer shell but warm and fluffy interior and Emerson’s quiet facade but lyrical soul. Cable listens attentively to Emerson’s withheld angers and frustrations, occasionally offering advice.

Although he plays less than he did when he was a travelling musician, he is always pleased to play for a crowd. Once in awhile, he’ll get up in front of the clan and give them a concert that outshone the last. Although he gets many requests to sing, he’ll always turn them down, saying that his voice is horrible. However, if you ask Cable, he might have something different to say about that…

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