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Wheliveue

(#23575500)

Level 6 Snapper

Familiar

Firebug

Energy: 46/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

4.61 m

Wingspan

2.94 m

Weight

6644.41 kg

Genetics

Aqua
Poison

Royal
Butterfly

Purple
Glimmer

Hatchday

May 11, 2016
(7 years)

Breed

Adult
Snapper

Eye Type

Lightning
Common

Level 6 Snapper

EXP: 6486 / 8380

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

Biography

Wheliveue is the titular head of Wheliveue's Wandering Circus, a troupe of colorful and talented dragons devoted to theatrics and all curiosities that may inspire awe! Wheliveue is like a mother to all of her performers, often inviting them in as an opportunity to leave their troubled pasts behind. She disperses color, life, and smiles to all those around her, and protects those she loves fiercely.

T r o u p esssM e m b e r s

Wyndi

- Acrobatics, Action-Based Illusion, Comedy Skits & Plays. A Loud and Dazzling Performance is Always Guaranteed! -

( often works with Prisma to add some spark and enhancement to her dancing)

- Temperament: very hyper-active, bubbly, eccentric, incredibly personable

Lunalight

- Puppet Master & Shadow Artist, Manipulator of Darkness for Both Terror and Fun Alike! -

- Temperament: mysterious, creepy yet kind, loves a slow build-up, a bit pretentious but still fun

Clover

- Face Painting, Animal Husbandry & Informational Showings, Provides a Profoundly Adept Teaching Experience for Young Ones Like Himself! When the wandering circus travels to the Light Kingdom, Clover always holds a rare and fun show! -

- Temperament: calm yet stern, nuturing, educational, fiercly devoted to proper care of his animals

Prisma

- Chromatic Dancing! Blessed by the Lightweaver Herself, Anything She Touches Becomes a Rainbow! Watch as the Color Changing Silks Twist and Fly Mesmerizingly with Her Moves. -

( often works alongside Lunalight, whose mastery of light and dark help enhance her sparkling shows )

- Temperament: humble yet ambitious, gentle-hearted, forgiving

Stella

- ( The Seamstress! Stella does not perform, but she is Prisma's mother. She is a gifted tailor that creates all of the costumes and props for the troupe, with Prisma's help to add explosions of color! She is a good friend to Wheliveue, as they are closest in age. It makes her flustered, but the others all see her as their second mom. ) -

- Temperament: shy and meek, worrywort, always rushing to meet deadlines

Najira

- A Mistress of the Divine, a Fortune-Telling Seeress Able to Conjure Past, Present, & Future. Her Cards and Crystal Work Show All! -

( works with Clover when possible, whose animals can help as magic familiars and conduits if they're willing )

- Temperament: reserved, matter-of-fact, well-balanced, experienced in life

Wheliveue used to run with a lot of crime, born into it– becoming a hard and cold sort. Eventually in her early-adulthood, she hit top of the ladder in rank. She made decisions on who could join, as well as where and what they did. She was regarded as the brilliant mind at the heart of her organization’s thieving ways.

Until what was supposed to just be a hazing on her part cost the life of a newly-initiated member. A young teen, the same as her when she began.

She never meant for anybody to die; it was just a goofy stunt they had always pulled to drive off the misled kids. The ones in youthful rebellion, not truly cut out for it, but wanting to prove themself to their peers or some authority figure in their life.

Her life from thereon riddled with crippling guilt and self-hate, she left the crime ring behind due to her shame. Quietly, she devoted 25 years of herself to repaying the berieved family back from the shadows, always making sure they and their remaining children were protected, financially okay, and well-fed. Bound to that town and family like some guardian ghost, she ate what she needed to live, worked an honest wage to get by, and that was about it otherwise. Despite this, she knew nothing could truly replace what’d been lost because of her. No amount of self-flagellation nor devotion could undo what was done.

Finally she hit end of the road, unable to cope with the guilt after so many years. On the way to what was intended to be her final moments– she was pickpocketed. A grime-coated imperial girl, thin from poverty and no more than 7. Being much older, she easily overpowered the child. In a chastising anger born from experience of where actions like those could lead, she heard her story.

Her name was Wyndi, and she was hungry. She’d been hungry, for a long time. Turned out if she brought jewelry and expensive bits back to some people, she got to eat. No father, and her mother had passed 2 years earlier in a construction accident. Young and easily manipulated, the snapper could tell right off she was being groomed as a local guild’s asset, much akin to her former affiliation.

Not if she could help it.

Wyndi wasn’t going to be hungry anymore.

Wyndi wasn’t going to end up like she had; callous and thieving, only remorseful when it was inevitibly too late.

Wyndi was not going to be that heartbreakingly-young initiate– throat choked with fear, unable to mouth words in their final moments.

All of those scenarios involving the girl had flashed through her mind, and she couldn’t bear to imagine a child reliving her experiences.

The little imperial surprisingly found herself in the care of this dragon, who she had attempted to rob. She was strange in Wyndi’s eyes. For 6 years she would never tell Wyndi her name; instead she avoided the topic, mumbling something about how she never deserved one. It was always a game of cat and mouse, sometimes playful, and sometimes more serious. Fed up, Wyndi decided to put an end to that.

“I’m calling you Wheliveue from now on.”

“Oh? And where in the world did you get that from?” The snapper had voiced in amusement, idly cleaning up the remnants of supper.

“That was my mum’s name. She was more goofy than you– had to be, worked for that circus back then. Y’know, the one that always came in autumn? But still, you remind me a lot of her.”

The newly-dubbed Wheliveue had to choke back the flooring surprise of that statement. Fearful at the implication of being any sort of mother, she had tried to change the subject a little.

“Do you miss that circus, Wyndi?”

“I do.”

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