Milo
(#23000918)
"Anything you need, dear"
Familiar
Flutterbun
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Ice.
Male Imperial
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
20.3 m
Wingspan
15.22 m
Weight
7640.36 kg
Genetics
White
Iridescent
Iridescent
White
Shimmer
Shimmer
Platinum
Thylacine
Thylacine
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Imperial
Max Level
STR
133
AGI
10
DEF
5
QCK
32
INT
5
VIT
20
MND
5
Lineage
Parents
Offspring
- Will
- Mistletoe
- Kaezer
- Neveah
- Kirea
- Unnamed
- Piccante
- Kadere
- Sirene
- Unnamed
- Giovanni
- Unnamed
- Cenobia
- Esmarah
- Champagne
- Nara
- Ornithope
- Tsukuyomi
- Ioma
- Battledance
- Lucy
- Morain
- DogWood
- Arcana
- Ashfall
- Hirael
- Mathias
- Vage
- Baoshi
- Niklas
- Nortia
- Finglas
- Aegis
- Zeal
- Navale
- Kimbry
- Amiss
- nova
- Mushroom
- Mushroom
- Unnamed
- Unnamed
- Unnamed
- Avarice
- Catrinna
- Hydra
Biography
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PROFILE:
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MILO  Personality
Retired warrior now battle strategist. Wears armor for comfort and status, highly respected council member. He is levelheaded and methodical in all of his approaches, although can be seen as intimidating to some. He met his familiar during his young adult years in the Southern Icefield, and they have stuck together ever since.
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__Milo settled down in the grass with a huff, joints creaking and wings unfurling as he stretched them, red cloth flapping in the breeze. Raising his armored head he watched as Whitelilly sat beside him before turning back forward. His trained eyes followed the hatchlings in front of them playing in the field tackling each other. It had been his turn to watch them, Whitelilly had come on her own accord. Smiling, he turned to her. “It’s been many years since we were hatchlings, I could use some of that agility,” He chuckled. “Maybe if you listened to me you wouldn’t be so sore all the time,” Whitelilly replied softly. She too missed the carefree days of her youth. Alas, they both knew those days had come and passed a long time ago. “It would help if you didn’t wear your armor everywhere, that can’t be light and you know it.” He sighed, she was right. With a small laugh, he realized she was always right, and told her so. He knew he would not take it off just yet, especially while protecting the hatchlings. Many years of training and field combat screamed for him to never remove it, but even he knew he couldn’t wear it forever. He subtly shifted again, the hard ground doing him no favors. Nothing he did got past Whitelilly, who only looked at him fondly before calling back the hatchlings. “I’ll handle them. Why don’t you head back? I think Regala was hoping you would consult her when you were done here.” Sighing as he got up, he shot her his old charming smile from his fighting days. “I think I’ll do just that.” Even the hatchlings stopped in their game when he leaped into the air, the sound of his wings akin to thunderclaps as he shot into the sky. He veered toward the clan, shooting one last glance at Whitelilly before flying home. |
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| Many years ago Milo met his familiar Zero while on an assignment from the Frozen Order. He had been tasked with bringing down the Hoarfrost Mauler, who had been causing recent chaos on the order’s grounds. Upon seeing the beast he could not bring himself to kill her and leave her cubs to the elements alone. Instead, he regulated the area so Zero could survive without causing destruction. What was supposed to be a day trip turned to months. By the time her cubs were old enough to survive on their own a friendship had been fostered between the two of them, with Zero becoming Milo’s lifelong companion. |
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__Milo settled down in the grass with a huff, joints creaking and wings unfurling as he stretched them, red cloth flapping in the breeze. Raising his armored head he watched as Whitelilly sat beside him before turning back forward. His trained eyes followed the hatchlings in front of them playing in the field tackling each other. It had been his turn to watch them, Whitelilly had come on her own accord. Smiling, he turned to her. “It’s been many years since we were hatchlings, I could use some of that agility,” He chuckled. “Maybe if you listened to me you wouldn’t be so sore all the time,” Whitelilly replied softly. She too missed the carefree days of her youth. Alas, they both knew those days had come and passed a long time ago. “It would help if you didn’t wear your armor everywhere, that can’t be light and you know it.” He sighed, she was right. With a small laugh, he realized she was always right, and told her so. He knew he would not take it off just yet, especially while protecting the hatchlings. Many years of training and field combat screamed for him to never remove it, but even he knew he couldn’t wear it forever. He subtly shifted again, the hard ground doing him no favors. Nothing he did got past Whitelilly, who only looked at him fondly before calling back the hatchlings. “I’ll handle them. Why don’t you head back? I think Regala was hoping you would consult her when you were done here.” Sighing as he got up, he shot her his old charming smile from his fighting days. “I think I’ll do just that.” Even the hatchlings stopped in their game when he leaped into the air, the sound of his wings akin to thunderclaps as he shot into the sky. He veered toward the clan, shooting one last glance at Whitelilly before flying home. |
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