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Artificer
(#19355169)
Level 14 Nocturne
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Personal Style
Apparel
![Will o' the Ember](/static/cms/equipment/12529.png)
![Brass Steampunk Gloves](/static/cms/equipment/386.png)
![Journeyman Satchels](/static/cms/equipment/690.png)
![White Protective Eyewear](/static/cms/equipment/10967.png)
![Black and White Flair Scarf](/static/cms/equipment/3285.png)
![Ivory Aviator Scarf](/static/cms/equipment/12896.png)
Skin
![Accent: Gold Filigree Plates F](/static/cms/skins/8168.png)
Scene
Measurements
Length
5.99 m
Wingspan
7.57 m
Weight
492.94 kg
Genetics
Splash
Crystal
Crystal
Midnight
Facet
Facet
Stone
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 14 Nocturne
EXP: 7287 / 54161
![Meditate](/static/cms/battle_items/496.png)
![Regeneration](/static/cms/battle_items/527.png)
![Aid](/static/cms/battle_items/978.png)
![Rally](/static/cms/battle_items/526.png)
![Shale Hybrid Fragment](/static/cms/battle_items/1274.png)
![Shale Hybrid Fragment](/static/cms/battle_items/1274.png)
![Acuity Fragment](/static/cms/battle_items/758.png)
![Discipline](/static/cms/battle_items/676.png)
STR
47
AGI
30
DEF
7
QCK
9
INT
46
VIT
15
MND
7
Biography
Clink clink clack. Artificer is a scientist by nature, tinkerer by heart. She's always examining life and figuring how to puzzle mysteries into wholes.
She created her marionette familiar at a tender age of 3 days. Her parents are simultaneously proud and fearful of her amazing intuitive cognitive abilities.
artificer
[ahr-tif-uh-ser]
Word Origin
noun
1.
a person who is skillful or clever in devising ways of making things; inventor.
2.
a skillful or artistic worker; craftsperson.
Artificer grown up
Arti landed nearly full force on the cliff edge, flapping her wings erratically to keep her balance.
When the landing was finally merited a success she turned her attention to her flight mates, a half sheepish grin on her face. "What's up guys?"
Her goggles were shoved up on her forehead, she never bothered to actually use them during flight. They're not for flying anyway, she'd snort. And also I never remember, she'd add silently to herself.
She lit up her fire embers to illuminate the way, a proud invention if she did say herself. After all the haphazard explosions she decided she'd use it to her advantage and turned the resulting flames into tame little embers that followed her when summoned to do so.
They made her painted gold runes glint. Added protection against whatever experiment went awry.
What with the fire and the intricate gold reflecting that fire, and her species's natural fierce look, she often came across as intimidating at first glance. She snuggled against her piles of soft scarves wrapped around her neck. Oh, and the deathly explosions and acrid smoke burning dragon's nostrils that sounded off into deep mysterious recesses of the caves. That was probably a put off too.
But she was friendly. She mostly kept to herself because of her work, but made sure to have time for friends too.
Her den and flightmates were of all different species, she'd left her Nocturne flight long ago to find people who could understand her a little better.
She walked brightly into the cave, craning her neck to greet a den mate with a soft nose boop.
To Reader: Who does she nose boop?
She created her marionette familiar at a tender age of 3 days. Her parents are simultaneously proud and fearful of her amazing intuitive cognitive abilities.
artificer
[ahr-tif-uh-ser]
Word Origin
noun
1.
a person who is skillful or clever in devising ways of making things; inventor.
2.
a skillful or artistic worker; craftsperson.
Artificer grown up
Arti landed nearly full force on the cliff edge, flapping her wings erratically to keep her balance.
When the landing was finally merited a success she turned her attention to her flight mates, a half sheepish grin on her face. "What's up guys?"
Her goggles were shoved up on her forehead, she never bothered to actually use them during flight. They're not for flying anyway, she'd snort. And also I never remember, she'd add silently to herself.
She lit up her fire embers to illuminate the way, a proud invention if she did say herself. After all the haphazard explosions she decided she'd use it to her advantage and turned the resulting flames into tame little embers that followed her when summoned to do so.
They made her painted gold runes glint. Added protection against whatever experiment went awry.
What with the fire and the intricate gold reflecting that fire, and her species's natural fierce look, she often came across as intimidating at first glance. She snuggled against her piles of soft scarves wrapped around her neck. Oh, and the deathly explosions and acrid smoke burning dragon's nostrils that sounded off into deep mysterious recesses of the caves. That was probably a put off too.
But she was friendly. She mostly kept to herself because of her work, but made sure to have time for friends too.
Her den and flightmates were of all different species, she'd left her Nocturne flight long ago to find people who could understand her a little better.
She walked brightly into the cave, craning her neck to greet a den mate with a soft nose boop.
To Reader: Who does she nose boop?
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