Hemlock
(#16567411)
Level 6 Obelisk
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
14.9 m
Wingspan
14.14 m
Weight
8453.19 kg
Genetics
Blood
Crystal
Crystal
Obsidian
Butterfly
Butterfly
Obsidian
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 6 Obelisk
EXP: 110 / 8380
STR
20
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
15
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Lineage
Parents
Offspring
- Zoura
- Creed
- Hati
- Lucretzia
- Frenzy
- Silent
- Savion
- Prize
- Arodan
- Rohais
- Tsubaki
- Dreamfoil
- Isidoro
- Heza
- Anuvien
- Zikel
- Alezhei
- Koray
- Adrastea
- Sable
- Xavia
- Ishara
- Acolyte
- Stonefury
- Sundae
- Danse
- King
- Appolo
- Jack
- Viria
- Abernathy
- Bones
- Roxy
- Amur
- Anesia
- Ineod
- Badan
- Karitos
- Clay
- Sanguine
- Epher
- Wolfsbane
- Arsenic
- Belladonna
- Ricin
- Cadmium
- Oleandera
- Madia
- Mudhoney
- Zikel
- Torpe
- Yafe
- Griffen
- Azinnoth
- Ashe
- Wittold
- Ayumu
Biography
You come upon a foggy swamp clearing at night, footsteps sinking into the squishy moss and dense mud. The air is cold and damp enough to give you a chill, or perhaps that's your body's way of telling you to be aware of your surroundings, just in case. Ahead there's a bubbling cauldron, purple smoke rolling over the edges in graceful ringlets. Standing in front of the cauldron is a bright, glittering red and black Bogsneak, with one blind eye. His glowing green clawtips danced over the cauldron, various crushed herbs vanishing into the smoke. His voice is gruff when he speaks, his good eye narrowing at you. "Come now, don't be shy." Something hisses from your feet, slithering slowly out from under you and towards the Bogsneak. "We both know you're here for no good reason, right?" He grinned, tongue flickering out, revealing a predatory grin.
"What will it be, anonymous patron? Poison? Love spell? A potion that makes you scratch your scales off, or perhaps one that just causes mild intestinal discomfort?" He dropped more herbs into the smoking cauldron, and the smoke changed into a bright green. He chuckled. "I can do almost anything, if you're willing to pay the price."
"What will it be, anonymous patron? Poison? Love spell? A potion that makes you scratch your scales off, or perhaps one that just causes mild intestinal discomfort?" He dropped more herbs into the smoking cauldron, and the smoke changed into a bright green. He chuckled. "I can do almost anything, if you're willing to pay the price."
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This dragon doesn't eat Plants.
Exalting Hemlock to the service of the Arcanist 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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