Cryo

(#21392450)
Level 1 Fae
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Arcane icon
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Arcane.
Female Fae
Female Fae
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Personal Style

Apparel

White Protective Eyewear
Ghost Flame Wing Ribbon

Skin

Scene

Measurements

Length
1.13 m
Wingspan
1.83 m
Weight
1.27 kg

Genetics

Primary Gene
Black
Ripple
Black
Ripple
Secondary Gene
Obsidian
Current
Obsidian
Current
Tertiary Gene
Coal
Smoke
Coal
Smoke

Hatchday

Hatchday
Feb 24, 2016
(8 years)

Breed

Fae icon
Adult
Fae

Eye Type

Normal Eye Type
Arcane
Common
Level 1 Fae
EXP: 0 / 245
Meditate
Contuse
STR
5
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
6
INT
8
VIT
5
MND
8

Lineage


Biography

Cryophobia
Fear of extreme cold, ice or frost
"Only the dead remain silent"
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A dragon egg laid outside the territory of the eleven elemental gods will not hatch: without their magic, soul never knits to body and the embryo inside withers and dies. Without an anchor, the little waiting spark of Mind that might one day have become a person slips away through the cracks in reality. Most are eaten by the pneumavores that lurk in the hungry Void outside, but a few--lucky or clever or both--survive and grow up to become predators themselves. Shade-touched, these lost souls lurk in the dreams and nightmares of dragonkind, feeding on their fears and growing fat.

The largest of them are the greater horrors, dream-beasts without an identity beyond their Names--the specific terror they draw strength from. Most horrors are little more than beasts, unconscious and unaware of the minds around them, though they ably ape the manner and speech of dragons they meet while dreaming. The larger they are, the more they resemble thinking beings, though the veneer of intelligence lies only skin-deep over a terrible animal cunning. Sleeping dragons caught and seduced by a wandering horror might never wake again, trapped beyond saving in their own nightmares--or worse, awaken possessed, without dreams or mind or reasoning of their own.


...First they ran. It was always the same. They ran, thinking they could save themselves. They ran, looking for a light, a fire to guide them to safety...That never happened though. Next, if they were particularly obnoxious, they would cry. They'd scream, throw insults, and beg for their life...Still to no avail. She grew closer with every breath, cold, silent, deadly. They feared her, and if they didn't...Well, then she would have to make them fear her. So, she continued, travelling across Sornieth, feeling their fear, tasting their blood.

'It seems rather small.' she didn't understand how so many dragon could stay together in such a small place. Where did they sleep? Where did they eat? Too many questions, too little time. Then again, the purpose of some of those questions she didn't quite understand. Which to be honest, she as a highly intelligent, sentient being, found extremely frustrating. But now wasn't the time to worry about that, she had work to do. 'Feed, kill, leave.' It would be the same game she always played.

...This was new...She was different. Why though? Why would this young coatl act so different, yet so much the same. Why would she run if she had nothing to fear? Nothing to hide? No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make the coatl fear her. It wasn't the fact that the coatl wasn't afraid that worried her though. It was that she began to grow fond of her. This one was different from the rest, it wasn't her time to die. Maybe, for once, she was wrong. Maybe the game had changed. Maybe...maybe she was changing.
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PrismaticSkies and Google Translate wrote:
11 Cruz Cruz Dragon hatch space without soul and body magic letter never pipeline that requires dry. References will fall into the new thinking is certainly a day of rest. Let them secret hunger pneumavores vacuum plant, but many others - luck or skill, or both - on their way to survival and development of pet food. Baby dragon lurking in the shadows impact on the lives of lost dreams, nightmares, fear of growing fat diet.
I hate my dreams and the name of the animal outside - especially so powerful. A little scary animals back carefully, and I know I do not imitate the style, the ability to meet them sleeping dragon language. Leading, but consider that only a horrible beast board superfisyal cunning intelligence. Long pause sleep afraid released his bank does not sleep cause delusions level - or, worse, the contract creates any dreams or ideas or put their own interests.
.... Always the same to him. They ran the bloc. Run, search lights, fire ...... it did not happen. So when dirty and crying. She cried and refused to ask for his life cursed ...... still working. And every breath, cold, silent, on the verge of death. They fear that if they do ...... ah, still scared. Sornyeth, their fears, their emotions in the reader.
"I think a little bit. Another point living there if he can not sleep together? What do they eat? Many of the problems in the shortest time, the goal is to understand, to experience some of the problems, frankly, very intelligent and sensitive it's boring at the same time, but now there is no need to worry about what you can do when charging murder, open and just never play in the same game.
...... This is ...... it's different. But why? I N new coal are very different, but very similar. This should not be afraid to run it, right? Something to hide? Despite their efforts, N can not be afraid of electricity and coal do not worry, do not participate. This time he began to develop their own interests. This is different from other people, he was not killed. Perhaps for the first time that it is wrong. Perhaps the rules of the game have changed. Maybe ...... it can be changed.
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Cryo's aesthetic.

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Art by Cave.
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