Lone
(#19909092)
Level 1 Spiral
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
2.57 m
Wingspan
2.6 m
Weight
70.22 kg
Genetics
Coal
Bar
Bar
Crimson
Stripes
Stripes
Crimson
Okapi
Okapi
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Spiral
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
5
AGI
9
DEF
5
QCK
8
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
6
Biography
Lone
(pronounced lo-nei)
-Female
-Knight
-Warrior
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(pronounced lo-nei)
-Female
-Knight
-Warrior
Lone was not born to be kind. Growing up in a less than agreeable clan had left its mark, permanently. She was trained to be fierce and merciless, something which she soon accomplished. However, she soon began to feel that her power wasn't enough. There were other dragons in the clan who were much stronger than her, a fact which irritated her greatly. She began to silently and stealthily observe them, noting down their behavior and their fighting methods. She soon found that the best fighters could go into a sort of "battle trance" where they hardly noticed what and who they were killing. They also showed signs of having faster reflexes and more precise attacks. Deciding that she would need to do this as well, she began a strict self training course. After several sessions, she was able to achieve a "battle trance" for a few seconds. Unsatisfied with the short duration of the trance she had achieved, she resolved to practice until she could maintain it for several days on end. By this time, other dragons were beginning to wonder what she was doing alone for so long. Managing to make up a decent excuse, she continued her training but kept an eye out for opportunities to train without raising suspicion. Eventually, she gained the ability to go into a trance on command for however long she wished. For a while, she was satisfied with this, and it ensured that she was given a spot on the most difficult trips. It did not take long for her to desire even more power, as she became drunk on the power she already had. The question was, how would she achieve a state of greater power? She decided to seek out a potion brewer, having heard rumors of a particular potion which could potentially grant great power to its consumer. Leaving her birth clan, she traversed the unforgiving landscape and finally found the dragon she was looking for. Knowing that the potion master did not brew for free, she dropped a large pouch of treasure at their feet. Raising an eyebrow, the potion master asked what the spiral could possibly want for that much treasure. Without hesitating, she simply said, "Power." Expression grim, the potion master replied, "Very well. I will brew something for you. Be warned however, the potion is highly unstable. Many dragons have come here seeking the same thing, and not all of them have retained their sanity." "I do not care! I simply desire power, power greater than any dragon has. Power great enough to shake the deities themselves." Lone snarled, her eyes glinting with greed. The potion master shook their head, and went about brewing the potion. Various ingredients were dumped into the cauldron, emitting an aroma not unlike that of rotting flesh. All the while, Lone watched the cauldron hungrily. She would soon have what she desired, she was sure of it. When the potion was finally done, she snatched it up and swallowed it in an instant. It burned her throat but she ignored it, knowing that it would take some suffering before she could truly earn power. The potion sizzled through her veins, making her body feel is if it were on fire. Screaming, she flew away from the potion master and landed in a pile next to a withered forest. Convulsing on the ground, her consciousness became consumed by the pain and she screamed in rage. Pushing herself off the ground, she flew into the forest and began mercilessly slaughtering everything she came across. She was unstoppable, the pain which consumed her so great that she did not feel any cuts she received, simply pushing through and mauling her enemy. She did not stop until the entire forest had been stripped of life, blood dripping from her claws and the several gashes strewn across her body. A deep cut ran across her cut, something a normal dragon would have died from. But as she watched, her flesh sealed together and became smooth, seemingly as if she had never gained and injuries in the first place. Cackling madly, she looked at all the corpses around her and grinned, knowing that she had finally gained what she wanted most. The pain caused by the potion remained, though she soon grew accustomed |
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