Aramoana

His thread.

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Cherub/Hex/Spines

Cherub: 185,000/157,250
Hex: 160,000/136,000
Spines: 190,000/161,500
Total: 535,000/454,750

He’s known around his clan for his friendliness when it comes to greeting travelers and newcomers alike. He has a bat habit of trying to flirt or make jokes, but they wind up falling short of exactly what he intended, coming off as very direct and embarrassing. Although he may have a soft and kind side, if one is to insult the ones that he cares about, they can expect all due and immediate wrath upon them. He’s not one to fight with teeth and claw, but rather, he relies on his magical ability in order to successfully end a battle. He’s quick to show off his extensive talents, but when other dragons try to test his capabilities against their own, he can be incredibly competitive about wanting to one-up them, which is also one of his biggest vulnerabilities. However, he always manages to be a good sport about it, and admits when he is at a loss, though perhaps begrudgingly.

Nobody is quite sure of his past; the way that he speaks, of which, often allude to the places that he’s been, but never outright mention them, and never respond to the accusations. He hides his past carefully, not apt to speak it to anyone, except perhaps to someone who he was to trust fully and completely. Perhaps he’d whisper it to a mate if he was to get one. It was a circus, a place for the unwanted to find a home, a place where they were accepted. As such is, it became mostly a gathering for oddballs with strange talents or deformities that set them apart from the rest of their kind. He found himself among the other enigmatic dragons, and it was here that he worked on perfecting his arts, and learned to show off his abilities. He had a falling out with the ringmaster after he learned that they were making far more money off the acts than the actees were getting paid to perform. It made him realize that he wanted something greater – A clan of his own, perhaps?