Meilu
(#21009922)
Level 1 Fae
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Nature.
Female Fae
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
1.01 m
Wingspan
1.36 m
Weight
2.7 kg
Genetics
Soil
Basic
Basic
Forest
Basic
Basic
Fire
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Fae
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
5
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
6
INT
8
VIT
5
MND
8
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- none
Biography
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Lively - Carefree - Sensitive
Meilu was floating, like a dandelion seed in the wind, through memories. They were a blur of places and people she had once known. A town on a lake. Casting her first spell. Her farewell to her family. A tavern. A hatchling. Ervor. Fluttering amongst the trees of the forest, trying to catch fireflies for Ervor to play with. Coming to rest in the shoulder of her loved one, placing a hand on his neck. Telling him that she would try again the next night, maybe the fireflies would take pity on her and cooperate. Telling him how happy she was to have found this place. My Rovas. And then, it was as if her thoughts crystallized, and Meilu was herself again, fluttering in the breeze. In these moments, she knew. Her body had failed her. And she was now untethered, free to move on. She could simply allow her essence to dissipate and join the final ranks of the Gladekeeper. Her memories, her wishes, her essence would become one with all those who had served in Her name and then passed. But something kept her here. Meilu turned to the scene below her. She was unaware of the passage of time, but she knew somehow that it had been a while since she was last herself. Even so, the scene beneath her was the same. A patch of grass amongst the thick underbrush of the Shrieking Wilds. A small stone engraved with her name. And before the place her body had been buried, a Guardian lay on the ground, forever watching over her final resting place. My Rovas. Meilu had heard tales of Guardians who had lost their Charge. They all ended with the Guardian, consumed by grief and their failure to protect their loved one, losing hope. Losing their will to live. Their bodies turned to stone as they lay unmoving, wishing to die rather than continue on without the thing they vowed to protect. My Rovas. The stone had spread. His limbs had already become one with the earth beneath him, and much of his skin had become dry and cracked. In the aggressive wilderness of the surrounding forest, vines and small saplings were beginning to take root in what was once his flesh. My Rovas. Meilu fluttered down to him, and perched on his shoulder as she often did in life. She placed a tender hand on his neck. She spoke to him, she told him again not to give up. Her fate was not his fault, he had protected her the best he could. Continue living, for the clan. For Ervor. For her. He could not see her, nor feel her presence. Though sometimes, she thought that maybe he had heard her. The effort of staying together was becoming too great, and Meilu felt herself slipping away. But she would be back, she would keep trying. My Rovas. Please don't give up. My Rovas. |
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