Achabia
(#27968110)
Level 1 Mirror
Familiar
Swift Volt
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Arcane.
Female Mirror
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.89 m
Wingspan
8.49 m
Weight
383.69 kg
Genetics
Thistle
Tiger
Tiger
Grey
Current
Current
Denim
Lace
Lace
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Mirror
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
8
DEF
6
QCK
8
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
5
Lineage
Biography
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ACHABIA
Though Achabia’s body is frailer than most Mirrors, her mind is sharper than her claws. She can create almost anything from scrap metal - traps and armor being the most in demand - and, in the Shifting Expanse, there is a lot of scrap metal lying around. When she’s not tinkering with scrap and gadgets, or fixing her physical enhancements, Achabia can often be found drifting short distances away from the bulk of the pack, scavenging materials. She gets very defensive very easily when talking to other dragons. She’s gotten kicked out of every other pack she’s been in, and that’s not something one forgets lightly. Her head fins are generally held in a challenging position, and most of her words come out in snarls - unless she’s talking to Contain, whom she’s always had a cordial relationship with. |
“No, I don’t plan to explain this. Why do you ask?"
“Hey, I’m detecting golems. Again. Might wanna go clear the Workshop out.”
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“I know I’m weak. I know I can’t fight or hunt as well as you guys. I know that - what was it Mother said? - a male harpy could rip my wings off. But just you wait. I’ll prove I deserve to survive!”
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Panting, the Mirror pack fanned out around the fallen stone borer. Caeli flitted from dragon to dragon, passing out potions from her satchel, breathing green mist onto the worst of the wounds. Zodiac rose from his exhausted crouch and sprang up onto the borer’s metal casing. The small gray Mirror who’d helped them with the fight was using her claws to slit open a panel on the borer’s body. She tugged carefully at wires and gears, both sets of eyes narrowed in concentration. Zodiac considered her for a moment. Her body looked weak, frail wings and muscles reinforced with mechanic wings and metal-sheathed claws. She didn’t appear to notice or care about him. “You!” snarled Cassiopeia. Zodiac glanced over at his daughter, who’d clambered onto the borer beside him. The gray Mirror looked up. Her fins stiffened, and she backed away from the borer, lips curling from her teeth. “Hello, Mother,” she snarled. Cassiopeia leaped down from the borer. The gray Mirror flinched as she landed uncomfortably close. Zodiac saw the heat signatures of the rest of his pack jump up beside him, watching the confrontation with exhausted eyes. “You,” Cassiopeia repeated, stalking forward. “You are supposed to be dead.” The gray Mirror dug her claws into the ground. “And I’m not,” she challenged. “I survived, Mother. Even though you abandoned me.” Cassiopeia’s lips curled back from her teeth. “You’re still a weakling,” she spat. “Look at you, like you’ve been eating insects. And here I thought you’d be stronger if you found your way home.” “Stronger than you!” The gray Mirror’s fins jerked up, stiff, dominant, defensive. “I saw you fighting this thing. You had to be pulled out in the first few minutes. Don’t lecture me about strength.” Cassiopeia bit out a wordless snarl, wings tucking close to her body, prepared for a fight. Viole slunk up close beside Zodiac. “Stop them?” he murmured. Zodiac flicked his tail in wordless denial. “I learned how to create things from metal.” The gray Mirror paced forward, head low, claws out. “I learned how to scavenge. How to survive alone without a pack. What do you know - how to leech off other dragons and abandon your eggs?” Cassiopeia leaped at her. Zodiac crouched on the cooling stone borer, watching his daughter and apparent granddaughter fight, snarls and shrieks tearing the air. The gray Mirror was fierce. Better than Cassiopeia, certainly, even with her frailty. She dodged and ducked Cassiopeia’s every attack and countered with hard blows from metallic claws and metal wings. Cassiopeia stumbled back, shaking her head to clear it of dizziness. The gray Mirror pounced. Zodiac spread his wings and sprang from the stone borer. He landed neatly on the gray Mirror’s back, claws sinking into her skin, driving her into the dusty ground just short of his daughter. Cassiopeia stared at him, lowering her fins. “Go hunt alone,” Zodiac ordered her. She turned and slunk away. The gray Mirror struggled underneath him. He sprang lightly off her, keeping his weight from landing on his injured foreleg, and watched her get up. The rest of the Mirror pack stayed atop the stone borer. “Name?” he asked simply. “Achabia,” said the gray Mirror. Zodiac nodded once. “Keep up with our hunt, Achabia.” He saw her eyes widen and her fins drop from defiance as she realized what he meant. Clearly she wasn’t used to being in a pack, Zodiac thought wryly. “I’ll try,” she said. “You will,” Viole snapped. Achabia looked over her shoulder at him and nodded. “I will.” And she has, ever since. |
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