Corvid
(#29666953)
Level 1 Tundra
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Energy: 0/50
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
2.91 m
Wingspan
4.02 m
Weight
263.7 kg
Genetics
Stonewash
Falcon
Falcon
Cobalt
Shimmer
Shimmer
Azure
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Tundra
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
7
VIT
7
MND
7
Biography
CORVID Independent | Blunt | Perseverant | Proud | Disorganized |
FLOCK: SISTER MATE MENTOR (or APPRENTICE) |
FRIEND FRIEND FRIEND |
FRIEND FRIEND FRIEND |
A cacophany of screams, followed by black paper-scraps, tearing from the earth into the gray. A newborn creature gazes, entranced by the rhythmic movement. The dark shapes tease the air's crackle of static. But then, she stops. She senses - no, she smells - another. Like mother? No. Small, very new; like her. Sister. She blooms with pride as the word surfaces, turning back to see the azure form curled against mother. The tiny being registers a plumed tail brush her hind ankle as she takes a final, longing glance at the raucous gathering of raptors. Tucking herself between mother and sister, the new life settles into a dreamless sleep. Desert, sky, and birdflight fade from memory.
Weeks later, the monster - as she might be called - has matured quickly. She pays no interest to her sister's fancies of magic and grace. She cares for nothing but the energy itself: The silence before lightning strikes. A moment of vertigo and adrenaline at the start of a nosedive. The rush of power when clouds finally break to unleash a torrrential downpour from the heavens. Jumping, pushing oneself skyward; the air seeming to shear the fur from the skin. A chill wracking a spine as the discordant cries of crows are percieved.
Her sister impresses upon her one thing though - emotion. Love, communication. Sharing thoughts and ideas and memories. Our fledgeling creature approaches mother shyly. She pushes a memory of the black paper-scraps to the elder. She reminds mother of the screams like death, and her own curiosity. Mother shares a single noise with utmost certainty - 'Corvid'.
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This dragon doesn't eat Insects.
This dragon doesn't eat Meat.
This dragon doesn't eat Seafood.
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Exalting Corvid to the service of the Tidelord will remove them from your lair forever. They will leave behind a small sum of riches that they have accumulated. This action is irreversible.
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