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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
6.99 m
Wingspan
6.35 m
Weight
410.87 kg
Genetics
White
Poison
Poison
White
Toxin
Toxin
Obsidian
Smoke
Smoke
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 8 Wildclaw
EXP: 326 / 16009
STR
8
AGI
9
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
6
Biography
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Blase tries her best to conceal her scars and is yet to embrace them. She is close to blind and is very dependent on her mate Nachtisch. Many wonder how they even became friends, let alone progress further. She often has nightmares and phantom pain. Nachtisch is not always there for her since he has other duties, but when he is around, he is the most capable of soothing her.
*** This striking dragoness was born to misfortune. Frostbitten, tendrils of deadly cold threatened to force her into shock. The necrosis of her flesh began to curl around her wings, which were thin and weak to the cold. They spotted her with darkness, ripped at her young form. She was only saved by her parents' desperate efforts to save her. With no medic around when she hatched, she could only endure and hope for warmth. Her mother especially tried in every way to keep the hatchling safe. They could not do much. Their cold crystal hide did little to preserve any heat left within the young dragon. They hadn't eaten for days, and could produce no fire. There was no wood or stone around, and no other dragons either. A blank landscape scraped across the horizon. They hoped the sun would return quickly enough to save their child. During the night, when the snow billowed and the freezing air took a colder turn, the now sleeping dragons were again beaten by nature. Sharp hail came pelleting down, ricocheting and slicing apart rock and ice. Some pieces came flying in, as if homed in on the suffering beasts. The hail struck. They were mostly safe - crystal skin keeping them from scratches. But not the hatchling. Already damaged by frostbite, the hail only tore her up again. Her eye, her side, all were ravaged. In the morning, the sun rose again, meekly awakening to turn ice into water. Grass manifested from under layers of snow. The landscape all grew anew with Sol. The hatchling had not such luck. Her damaged body had no energy to stand, let alone heal and revive. Her breathing was shallow, chest barely rising and falling. Her parents too, were struggling to stay awake. They went into torpor, |
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