Crowley
(#20124)
Level 25 Wildclaw
Familiar
Earth Sprite
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Energy: 0
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Arcane.
Male Wildclaw
This dragon is on a Coliseum team.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
3.5 m
Wingspan
7.47 m
Weight
576.6 kg
Genetics
Soil
Piebald
Piebald
Sky
Peregrine
Peregrine
Blood
Spines
Spines
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Wildclaw
Max Level
STR
71
AGI
62
DEF
26
QCK
65
INT
6
VIT
57
MND
27
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- Foras
- Belladonna
- Loki
- Clarus
- Arpaktika
- Ymir
- Apples
- Brezeln
- Devara
- Helena
- Vos
- Cirrus
- Zilean
- Shoal
- Ichabod
- Twig
- Jalanvaer
- Kvasir
- Wildwood
- Horizon
- Bee
- Nyra
- Ruin
- Dune
- Fir
- Prisoner
- Ezra
- Gruid
- Gavin
- Woodland
- Vanity
- Ripple
- Ardent
- Tree
- Tanith
- Skyfurrow
- Sunlight
- Fenwick
- Tori
- Roxie
- Lydia
- Nevara
- Froston
- Hawke
- Merrill
- Cullen
- Prism
- Spirit
- Swift
- Sunwing
- Brightfeather
- Minty
- Bayou
- Thea
- Prancer
- Cobalt
- Mercy
- Teasel
- Swiftly
- Rassle
- Korbin
- Filly
- Colt
Biography
BIO IN PROGRESS
Relationships  |Beleth| ||Mate||  |Foras| ||Daugher|| Favorite Food 
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C R O W L E Y
progenitor * guardian * warrior An angel who did not so much fall as saunter vaguely downwards. 
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Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind. Because your lover threw wild hands toward the sky And the affrighted steed ran on alone, Do not weep. War is kind. Hoarse, booming drums of the regiment, Little souls who thirst for fight, These men were born to drill and die. The unexplained glory flies above them, Great is the battle-god, great, and his kingdom -- A field where a thousand corpses lie. Do not weep, babe, for war is kind. Because your father tumbled in the yellow trenches, Raged at his breast, gulped and died, Do not weep. War is kind. Swift blazing flag of the regiment, Eagle with crest of red and gold, These men were born to drill and die. Point for them the virtue of slaughter, Make plain to them the excellence of killing And a field where a thousand corpses lie. Mother whose heart hung humble as a button On the bright splendid shroud of your son, Do not weep. War is kind. -- Stephen Crane |
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This dragon doesn't eat Plants.
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