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Einar

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Level 1 Skydancer

Familiar

Spirit Armor

Energy: 50/50

Personal Style

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Scene

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Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

4.8 m

Wingspan

4.25 m

Weight

807.09 kg

Genetics

Abyss
Skink

Abyss
Spinner

Teal
Lace

Hatchday

Mar 29, 2017
(7 years)

Breed

Adult
Skydancer

Eye Type

Arcane
Common

Level 1 Skydancer

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

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Lineage

Parents

Offspring

none

Biography

Einar
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Cocky | Archer of the Toxic Wastes | Hunter

Einar is considered by most clanmates to be an insufferable peacock who can't get enough of himself. And while this has some truth to it, his skills arguably make up for his nature - there is no other dragon in the Toxic Wastes with as much proficiency in archery. One could argue that Einar has thus earned his cocky attitude (Einar himself argues this when confronted), as he can back up all his claims with precise action. Sitting, standing, flying, holding his bow in his claws or tail or even his teeth, he always hits his target... and promptly pats himself on the bhack for his incredible skill.

Annoyed by Einar's showboating, a clanmate once quipped, "It figures the only one able to stand his company is an empty suit of armor."
The armor, however, is not empty; it is inhabited by a powerful spirit bound to it by enchantment. According to Ghost, the spirit is indeed that of a dragon, though its breed is obscured by the armor and it does not speak. Thus, it has been impossible to ask it why it accompanies Einar, what its purpose is, or who it was in life. Einar doesn't seem bothered by the lack of knowledge - he calls the suit "Miraal" and casually talks to it whenever they're together.
One has to wonder if it's actually listening or not.

Backstory

Einar's upbringing was, in his own words, "uneventful". He was surrounded by siblings in a small clan in the Crystalspine Reaches, where his clanmates worked to hone their magic and send gifts to the Arcanist. Bored of magic practice, Einar took to climbing to the highest points of the Reaches and gazing out at the lands below, the wind whipping his feathers around his head.

In time he would take to pulling chunks of rock from his perches and trying to chuck them as far as he could, usually aiming for a nearby peak and generally never reaching. It was a fun hobby, though - one he would expand upon when a merchant came through the Reaches with a cart full of quivers and arrows.

Einar usually professes to being born with his talent; this is a lie. The truth is that he honed his skills over his adolescence, shooting arrows towards neighboring peaks and losing them to the crashing waves below. Those that merely fell onto lower cliffs he did his best to reclaim, but he would lose a great many arrows and spend most (if not all) of the gold he earned on buying more whenever merchants came through. Sometimes he made an attempt to make his own, but craftsmanship is not Einar's strong suit.

He shot into adulthood through his quiver, his arrows hitting their targets more and more often as he practiced daily on improving his aim. The nearby peaks saw him visiting often to pick up the arrows that landed there, and birds learned to steer clear of the air above certain parts of the Reaches lest they be turned into target practice.

Proud of his skills but tired of his same old training grounds, Einar was planning on leaving when Ambassador Cantio appeared in his clan to speak with his leader. Cantio was from the Plague lands - specifically, the Toxic Wastes. When Einar expressed interest, Cantio was quick to tell him that the Wastes was a clan situated deep in the ground, a series of tunnels and chambers below the earth that couldn't be more different than the Crystalspine Reaches.

Einar accompanied him there the next day.

Initially, his skills were greatly appreciated, but after too many "demonstrations" and long-winded self-congratulations from Einar, most clanmates stopped caring much for him or his abilities. Still, Andiron thinks it is impressive, and Warlord Yuto seems happy to count Einar among his warriors - if only he'd stop talking.

From Einar's point of view, he is beloved, and finally where he belongs.

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