Cruor
(#27942379)
Level 9 Skydancer
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Wind.
Male Skydancer
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
5.56 m
Wingspan
5.03 m
Weight
413.13 kg
Genetics
Blood
Piebald
Piebald
Blood
Facet
Facet
Maroon
Smoke
Smoke
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 9 Skydancer
EXP: 799 / 21526
STR
43
AGI
5
DEF
4
QCK
17
INT
9
VIT
4
MND
9
Biography
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they will proclaim you a fool, and it reminds you to do anything and everything to prove them a liar 
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plague doctor
hyperactive • kind • impulsive
hyperactive • kind • impulsive
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It's scary then, it's scary now, as I move on No one in clan Beinmergur knows where he came from. One day Cruor wasn't there, the next day he was very much there, blabbering about this and that and taking blood from one of the seers. When questioned about it, all he had to say for himself that he had medical experience and that he was more than willing to help the slowly growing clan out a little. After all, in the Scarred Wasteland the only one's you could depend on were yourself and your clan (if you were lucky), and no one else in the clan seemed to have even a lick of medical education. They couldn't disagree with that, and from that day on, Cruor's presence was permanently a part of the clan. It was hard to forget he was there, really. Even harder to try and imagine the silence-filled days when he was not there. They eventually found out that the Plague Doctor wasn't quite... Plague, so to speak, finding the gale green eyes of Wind. It had felt like a betrayal, like he had been trying to infiltrate into the clan, and had been asked to explain himself... And he had. Had told them of how attached he felt to Plague, about how lost and out-of-place he felt in Wind. Had told them how Plague felt like his real home and how desperate he was to prove it to them. He had gotten his chance to 'prove it' when he had been shoved into the Wyrmwound. Cruor had survived, miraculously, but crawled out of the crater of toxic and gods-knows-what-else a little bit different. And it wasn't just his body that was different, the skin rotting away, exposing bones and muscles and everything in between. He came out just a little bit more off his rocker, but at least he had proved that he was worthy for the Plague lands, right? But even now, months later, one can sometimes spot the Skydancer late at night. Sometimes he's merely mumbling to himself as he reapplies tattered and bloody bandages to his limbs. Sometimes he's whining and crying out in pain, the sounds obscured by the night. No one really bothers asking him about it in the mornings, when he returns to the clan with a smile on his face and fifty thousand more subjects to talk about in the span of three seconds. 
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Code #5: Baroque by Kaldwin
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TRIVIA
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*Likely has some sort of mutations to his skin. We're not entirely sure what it is yet, and more research has to be done there.
*Never takes off the mask unless it's absolutely necessary. Tends to be a bit whiny during dinnertime because of it. *Seems to constantly be in pain, limping when no one is watching. Is often found trying to properly reapply the bandages wrapped haphazardly around his limbs. *Lost half his antennae and has a few rips in his wings, the right wing even being completely burned off. Not sure whether it was due to the Wyrmwound event or due to others. *Has excellent medical experience and gleefully takes every opportunity to do his job, to the point sometimes other clan members are just a little bit afraid he might wound one of them just to be able to do his job. *Hasn't actually harmed anyone. *Can often be seen cooing over his 'pets', which consist of a spider he once found and a ladybug.
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CURRENT DAYS
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These days, the Plague Doctor still follows the same routine he always has, even after trespassing onto Murder territory. He was one of the dragons to suggest to ally with the clans that this territory belonged to, knowing that seeking protection was a decision that was less likely to lead them all to death. It had suceeded,somewhat... And the clan had settled down near the Murder, even allowing for some of them to have the first hatchlings in months in relative peace. Including Cruor- Though the four children were all born without a single problem, three of them had been ordered away by their leader, while the fourth was taken from Cruor to enter apprenticeship under Anuvien. Cruor spends his days now quietly tending to his job, trying not to show any form of hurt feelings over having his children taken.
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