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CreamBean

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Ya got BEANED

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Feathered Beetle

Energy: 45/50

Personal Style

Apparel

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Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

2.01 m

Wingspan

2.39 m

Weight

76.2 kg

Genetics

Maize
Slime

White
Morph

Cream
Runes

Hatchday

Jan 10, 2017
(7 years)

Breed

Adult
Spiral

Eye Type

Wind
Common

Level 25 Spiral

Max Level

STR

119

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

Biography

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K N I G H T C A P T A I N
clan knight
fierce • loyal • protective

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I.
Heretic.
Creambean snorted as the word entered her mind, shaking her head to dispel the thought. The fledgling tilted his head at her as he passed by, totem of the Gladekeeper still clutched in his little claws, confused by the knight’s lingering glance before bounding off.
Those times had passed now. This was her family -- her allegiance lied with them, no matter their deity.
“Cream! Do that trick where you shoot an arrow through three apples at once -- Arrix doesn’t believe me!”
Creambean turned to the child with a grin, memories of blood and banners already fading from her mind as she took aim at the neatly-arranged fruit. “Aye-aye, little tike -- watch and learn!”

II.
Though the clan knows her as Creambean, she once was known by a different name -- Haelymn the hail-hymn, Windsinger’s gift, terror of the seven winds.
But that name is gone with the winds she once belonged to, no matter how many times it makes an unwelcome appearance in her mind.
She once used her bow to lay waste to any unfortunate dragon that’d happened to let slip a disdain for the god of the gales, but now, drawn to the clan in the midst of that terrible battle and bonded by the odd light that dwelled in their chests, she uses it to train future knights; to foster love, rather than fear.

bio by OrigamiBoat

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code by epher #101073

Families dwelling on the Cloudsong take the dangers of such a life as an honor; after all, only the most skilled in flight and balance can stand to thrive on a den that constantly shifts underneath one’s feet. Overestimating one’s abilities can be a deadly mistake -- especially for a mother.

When the gale winds swept up from the Southern Icefields, threatening to tear the isles from the neighbors they were bound to and upending some, one unlucky egg was caught just too far out of reach. Careening through the air like a gargantuan piece of hail, it was an incredible stroke of luck that it happened to be caught; let alone what particular set of claws the egg’s savior belonged to.

Infamous to some and famous to others, The Helical Chorus are a group of dragons that tend to garner some powerful emotions -- both negative and positive. The great majority of Wind dragons are a peaceful lot, but these folk are not the majority; they are the radical followers of the Windsinger, who’s dogma states that he alone is the one rightful ruler of Sornieth, as he is the one true deity that provides freedom rather than enforces servitude. The light that shone just beyond its shell was praised as evidence that the child was a gift from the Windsinger.

When she was born, she was dubbed Haelym, the hail-hymn, raised from the time she opened her eyes to fight for the Helical cause. She learned to bend the air around her arrows so that they could fly towards their mark regardless of the strength of the breeze, and the speed with which she could fire them was unmatched. Before jeers about her pastel scales and strange, glowing chest could leave the tongues of the Plague warlords and Fire forgemasters, the shadows of a barrage of silver-tipped rain cast over them and cut their words short as swiftly as it did their hides.

That strange glowing chest came to be a point of curiosity for the gifted warrior. On a patrol around Windstar bay, Haelym was distracted by a terrible noise. At the source, a sea of lights similar to her own became a lake, then a puddle -- dozens of lights disappearing into the night. Squinting her eyes, she made out the silhouettes of inky-black beasts laying waste to a terrified crowd of dragons -- dragons with the same odd light that she bore. In a stroke of bravery, Haelym abandoned her post, helping the clan fend back what she would soon know as the Ravagers with a flurry of arrows.

The fact that there were so many dragons with light like her own dispelled the idea that she was the work of the Windsinger; her feelings of allegiance to the Helicals dwindled in favor of a newfound family, one that she would.

bio by OrigamiBoat

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