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Hale

(#22479589)

Level 25 Imperial

Familiar

Nightmare

Energy: 49/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

22.4 m

Wingspan

21.31 m

Weight

7398.42 kg

Genetics

Coal
Piebald

Tomato
Current

Tomato
Okapi

Hatchday

Apr 01, 2016
(8 years)

Breed

Adult
Imperial

Eye Type

Shadow
Common

Level 25 Imperial

Max Level

STR

120

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

Biography

ʜᴀʟᴇ

"One day I'll bring myself justice."

ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙᴀɴᴅᴏɴᴇᴅ
Theme 0000 Male 0000 Raised 0000 ENTJ

ᴛʀᴀɪᴛs
Bitter • Distant • Impulsive • Aggressive • Troubled

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ʙɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ
The story of Hale is a sad and tragic one. He was born in Tangled Wood, but never got to meet his parents, or play in the grounds of his homeland as a hatchling. He was only a few weeks old when the clan came. He never talks about his past, but he can remember only bits and pieces of what happened. Flashes of memories. His parents were easily overpowered, and he can only assume they were killed with no mercy, and he was taken. Kidnapped.

And so he was raised like a machine, along with couple other young hatchlings. They were not to show any emotions, nor feel or receive them. The life was harsh, days filled with never ending training and fighting. Their world was colored with red blood and the only comfort they found was causing pain to other beings. The clan was always hunting, both for food and for fun, traveling between the borders from Tangled Wood to other regions. The clan was known and feared, as they would not hesitate to attack and destroy everything in their way.

Hale grew up knowing no such things as family, friends, or even happiness and love. He never had the warmth of home or parents, only harsh lessons and cold gazes that looked him down. And not a part of him could've known it was not the life anyone should live. He never, not even once, questioned it or even though about leaving. He was loyal, he was raised well, he knew what was his purpose for this life. He was their weapon, a machine meant to destroy and not stop even from pain many could not even endure.

As he grew up the training started to change. They started to train against one another, not just the beastclan or other beings of the woods. Nearing adulthood him and the other youngsters were taught to attack, defend, and kill. Only after a while Hale understood the rest of the clan was testing them. They wanted to see which one of them would be the strongest and survive. It didn't change anything for him. He still kept training. He would be the very best.

After reaching adulthood Hale had lost the count of other dragons and animals that have lost their lives by his claws. He trained himself to become the one who could overcome every obstacle and being who stands in his way. And his clan made sure of that he would put his strength to use. After some time what seemed like a hazy dream of fighting and traveling something happened that Hale thought would never happen. The clan was ambushed.

They were traveling through the Tangled Wood without clear destination when another clan of dragons surrounded them and attacked without hesitating. The fight was long and ruthless, no mercy was shown from either side. Hale fought alongside the clan he had grown with, but even in the midst of a heated battle he noticed something. All of the attacking dragons had eyes similar to his. Only rarely he had seen others with violet shaded eyes, and hadn't put much thought into it. After what seemed like an eternity the strong and feared clan was finally about to be overpowered, though the other clan had also suffered a great loss. The clan started to retreat, yet another thing Hale had never thought to see. He wanted to flee with them, but the injuries he had received were too deep and too many. He was slow and hurt, and couldn't keep up. It still hurts him to this day, it hurts how his pride was crushed at that moment. He screamed for them to stay, begged for help, he didn't want to die like that. No-one even turned to look at him.

He was left behind.

As he was on the ground injured and bloody, the clan of Shadow region closed the space between him, specifically a certain purple spiral with a grin that still irks Hale to this day. They took him in, cared for his wounds which never truly healed, visible scars still adorning his hide, and even though Hale doesn't really feel like he belongs, he decided to stay.

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• Battle position: defence

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ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs
Hale is ruthless. He will stop at nothing to work his way up the rungs to become a leader. The imperial is cunning, getting close to a vital dragon and either taking them out, or making them submit to his ideals. He's brought down quite a few old clan mates with simple word manipulation. His voice is deep and alluring, but there's always a sickening note to every word he spits out. Mix this voice with his appearance and most dragons will submit, not wanting to face is wrath.

Pride is something that consumes him, he's very prideful, always needing to feel superior to everyone else. Hale easily twists his his words around to play a game of verbal war, in which he always wins. No one is as good at playing a verbal war as he is.
- DeerButts

ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs
• Kottara - love/hate relationship
• Lightning - hate
• Meier - dislike
• Vitani - rivals

ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ
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sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs
• Stolen from his parents, and raised like a machine.
Every day was filled with fighting, never a break in between.
He was trained to be merciless and cruel.
Many opponents he would fight and duel.
His clan was infamous and feared
In the woods, they were ambushed, to his clan he adhered.
But as he fought he noticed that the others had eyes like him.
His clan was defeated, but he cried out to the others and they turned, faces grim.
They walked away, just leaving him to die.
But another clan found him, took him in, and he was greeted by a face so sly.
They cared for him, healing his wounds as best they could
He didn't feel like he belonged, but he stayed because he felt he should.
Should you ever meet him one day,
I advise that you stay far, far away.
- Nightdraco

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