Kizerin
(#229916)
Level 20 Wildclaw
Familiar
Arcane Sprite
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Arcane.
Male Wildclaw
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
3.54 m
Wingspan
5.07 m
Weight
604.09 kg
Genetics
Thistle
Clown
Clown
Grey
Shimmer
Shimmer
Goldenrod
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 20 Wildclaw
EXP: 13022 / 111687
STR
73
AGI
40
DEF
21
QCK
40
INT
13
VIT
40
MND
13
Biography
The bones of Kizerin have suddenly vanished. There have been unsettling rustles in the tall grass. Hatchlings are asked to remain inside.
Dead, Lore Wise as of September 10th, 2016
What remains of his history is below.
You will find what remains of his bones, haunted, within his cave, or with his daughter Annaliese.
What remains of his history is below.
You will find what remains of his bones, haunted, within his cave, or with his daughter Annaliese.
~Kizerin~
The Wolf
Theme:'I know I'm a Wolf' - Young Heretics
Theme: 'Hurricane' - 30 seconds to Mars
'My Teeth may be sharp,
and I've been raised to kill,
but the thought of fresh meat, it is making me ill.
So I'm telling you, that you'll be safe with me.'
]
Theme: 'Hurricane' - 30 seconds to Mars
'My Teeth may be sharp,
and I've been raised to kill,
but the thought of fresh meat, it is making me ill.
So I'm telling you, that you'll be safe with me.'
]
~
He will do what it takes to survive
He will do what it takes to survive
If one were to elect the most sinister, corrupted and downright vile member of the clan, there would be no doubt in anyone's mind. Though the Plaguebringers strike fear where ever their bloody wings lie, and some swear they can still hear Hades scream in the night, the winner lies soley in Kizerin.
The one most haunted by the lingering voices of the sins, Kizerin is a dripping, seething mess. An almagamation of shadows and arcane. It is rumored he sucks the life straight out of his prey. His bones distorted at odd angles, sinister as he is slick, he's never fallen to defeat, to dragon or beast alike. It's been said that no one's seen his true face, masked instead by a thick blood dried skull of another Wildclaw. In fact, any signs of him have only been glimpses, brushes in the middle of the night. There are whispers that his eyes glow with Arcane magic, giving way to his true origins. Though powerful and ruthless, Kizerin had fallen prey to this clan's life.
No one knows how long he's guarded this territory, whether he was before Trinket and Ceren, or if he came later as if a breeze had left him here. Most only know that he's always been there, stalking through the long rotting grass like a wolf, ready to seize their pray.
Many believed that he had intended on slaying the leader in his sleep. Kizerin had no time for weakness, and a plague dragon wounded in battle nesting with a wind flight Fae was something unheard of, and completely horrifying. There was no doubt that whatever his first intentions were, that they were in no way pure.
But now, instead of plotting against the clan members, he instead roosts just outside the entrance, on a clove of rocks watching over the small field of grass, ready to strike at the first sign of danger towards any of the residents inside. He's the first to see threat, and the first to react, more often then not the danger having never even reached the entrance, never disturbing the younger clan members.
Though sinister at heart, and absolutely awful to any new visitors, Kizerin protects his clanmates with his arcane inclined abilities. He also dabbles in necromancy, bringing many
-unwanted- projects lumbering about. Of course he never takes credit for such creations as to avoid the Plaguebringer's wrath, but he is quite proud of what he's achieved. With the combination of shade and arcane he's able to bring foes back from the dead and use them in ritualistic sacrifices to further add to his strength.
This magic has started to eat away at him, causing large sores on the main portion of his body, the sores scabbing over and leaving lighter colored patchy areas. It's gotten more and more difficult to tell him from the pure magic that surges through him.
Often, if one were quiet enough, you would find him gazing at the luminous Stargazer when she's outside watching the skies near dusk. She never seems to notice his attention, and even if she does, Stargazer would still refuse to acknowledge him. It's obvious that there isn't any affection between them, and could be described as fear when he gazes at her in these quiet nights. She refuses to share her visions of what she has seen regarding Kizerin to other clanmembers.
And such, Kizerin lives on, as a ghost of this clan.
The one most haunted by the lingering voices of the sins, Kizerin is a dripping, seething mess. An almagamation of shadows and arcane. It is rumored he sucks the life straight out of his prey. His bones distorted at odd angles, sinister as he is slick, he's never fallen to defeat, to dragon or beast alike. It's been said that no one's seen his true face, masked instead by a thick blood dried skull of another Wildclaw. In fact, any signs of him have only been glimpses, brushes in the middle of the night. There are whispers that his eyes glow with Arcane magic, giving way to his true origins. Though powerful and ruthless, Kizerin had fallen prey to this clan's life.
No one knows how long he's guarded this territory, whether he was before Trinket and Ceren, or if he came later as if a breeze had left him here. Most only know that he's always been there, stalking through the long rotting grass like a wolf, ready to seize their pray.
Many believed that he had intended on slaying the leader in his sleep. Kizerin had no time for weakness, and a plague dragon wounded in battle nesting with a wind flight Fae was something unheard of, and completely horrifying. There was no doubt that whatever his first intentions were, that they were in no way pure.
But now, instead of plotting against the clan members, he instead roosts just outside the entrance, on a clove of rocks watching over the small field of grass, ready to strike at the first sign of danger towards any of the residents inside. He's the first to see threat, and the first to react, more often then not the danger having never even reached the entrance, never disturbing the younger clan members.
Though sinister at heart, and absolutely awful to any new visitors, Kizerin protects his clanmates with his arcane inclined abilities. He also dabbles in necromancy, bringing many
-unwanted- projects lumbering about. Of course he never takes credit for such creations as to avoid the Plaguebringer's wrath, but he is quite proud of what he's achieved. With the combination of shade and arcane he's able to bring foes back from the dead and use them in ritualistic sacrifices to further add to his strength.
This magic has started to eat away at him, causing large sores on the main portion of his body, the sores scabbing over and leaving lighter colored patchy areas. It's gotten more and more difficult to tell him from the pure magic that surges through him.
Often, if one were quiet enough, you would find him gazing at the luminous Stargazer when she's outside watching the skies near dusk. She never seems to notice his attention, and even if she does, Stargazer would still refuse to acknowledge him. It's obvious that there isn't any affection between them, and could be described as fear when he gazes at her in these quiet nights. She refuses to share her visions of what she has seen regarding Kizerin to other clanmembers.
And such, Kizerin lives on, as a ghost of this clan.
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