Muse
(#30045780)
Level 1 Nocturne
Familiar
Dreadram
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Energy: 47/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Male Nocturne
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
5.08 m
Wingspan
7.8 m
Weight
428.86 kg
Genetics
Obsidian
Cherub
Cherub
Crimson
Stripes
Stripes
Crimson
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Nocturne
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Biography
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Muse
The Computer Tech 
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 B I O G R A P H Y
His Guardian was still perfect. One second he was looking at this big floppy winged hatchling and the next he just knew. The way Mamoru had lit up when he said his name in their language made him feel warm inside. His Guardian was an idiot. Not on purpose. Mamoru would never hurt him. But the strange looks when he delicately picked apart a computer glitch, the musing on their past lives... He had been someone to fear. It was weird to be so passive. Mamoru wasn't the best at feelings. But then he met Yateveo who assured him his feelings were completely normal. And he got back in. It felt like he come home when he put on the outfit he had been so fond of in his past life. Mamoru looked like he had seen a ghost. He had a new medium to raise hell in. Victor in Arcane Hunger Games: Well its lore time! Victory The ash had been suffocating. Muse had clawed his way out of it, had stood snarling at any one left alive to challenge him. But everything stopped. He had won. He had arrived here with the intention of feeling the bloodlust, under the encouragement of Yateveo. But Muse had no delusions of victory. He was a computer tech and knew the scientific odds. But he and Mamoru had lasted long, much longer until the Guardian's death. All the way to victory among the ashes of the volcano. He clambered into the ship where Mamoru waited. The Guardian wouldn't have chosen to head back without him. It was quiet. Mamoru was quietly contemplating his claws. "How were the Games." Muse asked, lapsing into an older tongue. Mamoru jerked. "Fine and.. not. There were these whispers and and I nearly killed someone. I hunted for them, I wanted a tribute to die!" Muse had not been expecting that kind of answer. Mamoru kept to his miserable silence even as his Charge grew close. "It's okay. That's the game it's perfectly normal." The Guardian relaxed slightly under the soothing language. But Muse had a hard time keeping his glee out of his tone. First, he had won. And second, his Guardian had heard whispers. "I'll be right back." He vanished into the other room to a special chest. It had taken Muse a while to gather his former life's things. But it felt fitting to wear them after his own victory had come. 
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