Loa
(#22173991)
Level 4 Coatl
Malady
Enduring Goblin
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Female Coatl
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
7.43 m
Wingspan
8.31 m
Weight
739.98 kg
Genetics
Charcoal
Petals
Petals
Black
Shimmer
Shimmer
Silver
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 4 Coatl
EXP: 256 / 4027
STR
6
AGI
11
DEF
10
QCK
10
INT
16
VIT
10
MND
10
Biography
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The Playful Plague "Laugh, love, and live! Never do anything less." Mage: Battle Mage Magister | Mate: Dash | Story: There will be a very moving story here later on |
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There has never been a more loving, loyal, or livelier dragon than Loa. Her love of life is only succeeded by her love of family. It’s a remarkable trait, considering the fact she was raised in one of the more violent clans in the Scarred Wasteland. It wasn’t an easy existence, being the bottom rung on the clan ladder. Though even after the poor treatment, living conditions, and often going without food for days, Loa would be seen with a smile and reminding those around her of the positives of their existence (there were not many, but she always found something). Even with this life Loa saw only the beauty in everything. This is due in part to her mother, who spent most of Loa’s young life encouraging her to find that beauty; to find adventure in everything. Nowadays, with her past well behind her, she has become a brilliantly loving and exceptionally playful adult. Though playful and loving, her struggles have taught her not to blindly trust or to assume peace is won with words alone. As much as she would like to see the latter happen she knows sometimes it takes might to silence a threat. Might she is more than willing to dish out onto any enemy of the clan. Loa leads the Battle Mages and will often times be out fighting to protect the clan alongside her siblings. When not focused on her magical studies or aiding with the Guardians she is usually found with her other brother Ki and his best friend pulling off elaborate (yet harmless) pranks. At the end of every day she is with her beloved mate and her children. This is where she is at her happiest. |
   
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Journal Excerpt Day 26 in the Month of Water The nightmares are coming more frequently. I just can't stop seeing her face. Why after all this time is this plaguing me now? It's been at least two weeks, enough time for Dash to grow worried about my lack of sleep. He insisted I see the Priests and I was handed this journal when I did. I was tasked with describing the dreams and explaining how they disturb me. That's the easy part; everything about the confounded things disturbs me. It has grown to the point I'm fearful to even shut my eyes. I just keep seeing her; a rotting ball of pale flesh and blackened feathers crawling free of the Wyrmwound. When she speaks her voice is always full of disappointment and accusations that I was the reason she died. It wrenches my heart when I have to think about it. That was not my mother, I know that, but I can't stop feeling that in some way it is and that she’s right. I've always been worried my birth mother was sacrificed because of me, even with mother's constant reminder that it was not my fault. I know it was because of me that she stayed in that hell for as long as she did. So much time was spent trying to sever my tether to that place; by the time she found the solution it was too late. You see my mother and I were marked as sacrifices and on the night we managed to escape the clan had prepared for the execution. If they caught us we would be cast into the Wyrmwound for the Plaugebringer. I didn't understand any of that mess back then, but I knew I wanted to live and if the clan had their way I would not. When my mother finally made it past the boundaries of the clan I thought we had won, as if it was a game and we had bested it. But, that was a foolish child's wishful thinking. They came after us, hunting us relentlessly through the wastes of the plague lands. We were always running; always moving. There was never a moments peace. And then one night the unthinkable happened. My mother and I were separated; another hunting party forced us apart as we ran for our lives. Suddenly, I found myself alone in hostile terrain. Needless to say that was not the ideal condition for one so young. The search for my mother took me days and each time it lead me into hunters. As difficult as it was, I eventually accepted the pain that my mother wasn't coming back. She had given everything to see me live and I would not let that sacrifice be in vain. From that point I was driven by one thing, survive. I had to make it out. I would make it out. Days bled into weeks, weeks into months, until everything was a blur. Then out of no where my adoptive mother came and scooped me out of that hellscape. She had heard my cry for help and like a true Guardian, she came in and chased away all that would cause me harm. And I am most thankful she did. And just like that, I had finally escaped the Scarred Wastes. Though I did not blindly assume the struggle was over. Not at first. It took time and the love from my clan to finally settle; to finally leave that nightmare behind once and for all. It has been centuries since I finally put all that behind me, or I thought I had. Why does she plague my sleep? Why now? |
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Not all is sunshine and flowers, however. Regardless of how far back she forces her past memories she cannot entirely forget the scars given to her. Loa has never been shy about her past and has discussed her emotional turmoil with her family. Their encouragement and comfort have helped her overcome most of her troubles, but one still plagues her mind. She is still unsure about what happened to her mother and the fact makes her miserable.
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