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Personal Style

Apparel

Buttercup Lace Collar
Mage's Sapphire Hat
Buttercup Lace Ribbons
Buttercup Lace Tail Ornament
Faerie Rose Thorn Arm Tangle
Faerie Rose Thorn Leg Tangle
Buttercup Lace Waist Frill
Mage's Sapphire Overcoat
Buttercup Lace Wristlet

Skin

Accent: A Little Universe

Scene

Scene: Arcanist's Domain

Measurements

Length
7.01 m
Wingspan
9.38 m
Weight
788.77 kg

Genetics

Primary Gene
Maize
Crystal
Maize
Crystal
Secondary Gene
Navy
Shimmer
Navy
Shimmer
Tertiary Gene
Maize
Lace
Maize
Lace

Hatchday

Hatchday
Apr 28, 2017
(6 years)

Breed

Breed
Adult
Coatl

Eye Type

Eye Type
Arcane
Common
Level 25 Coatl
Max Level
Scratch
Shred
Eliminate
Haste
Sap
Berserker
Berserker
Berserker
Ambush
Ambush
STR
116
AGI
12
DEF
18
QCK
64
INT
17
VIT
23
MND
15

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

  • none

Biography

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Theme song: We Ride As One, by James Paget


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༺ Mayhill ༻

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Labradorite Magical Shard Azurite


༻ABOUT
Role: coliseum fighter, lapidary
Personality: determined, clever, elegant, curious 		Skills: expert lapidary, knowledge of the occult, hunting
Relationships: Katsura (on-and-off)


༻HISTORY

Mayhill is from a small village on the outskirts of the Focal Point; though the region as a whole may be wealthy and respected, there were always parts of it that weren't, even if Mayhill's small cottage was quaint and suitable enough to raise hatchlings. She grew up isolated and unused to anything but the simple lifestyle her own afforded her, but she had always been fascinated by magic. Nothing like the great, earth-shattering gifts that she heard whispers of around the fire. No, her interest lie in small magic: the beautiful, ethereal fae who danced long into the night on full moons, that which left small things on her doorstep made out of twigs and spidersilk, and the little bits of luck that seemed to follow her wherever she went. She was intrigued by these entities, but whenever she took trips into the forest she always, somehow, found herself safely back where she started. Almost as if they wanted her to stay away. But Mayhill was nothing if not determined, so she tried again, and again, and again.
She called out over and over: inquisitively, desperately, finally just pleading for them to give her a response. And when she was curled up on the mossy floor, tears trailing down her face, a soft noise reached her ears. Leaves crunched, too loud to be anything but a call of her attention. Her head whirled, and she was face to face with two giant brown eyes staring at her from under a mound of freshly-tilled earth. But she was even more shocked when a quiet, peaceful voice spoke directly into her mind. "I'm sorry for not coming earlier," it said in a voice both old and young. "Technically, I'm not even allowed to be here. The consequences, and my people..." The being looked forlornly to the surrounding trees, as if they would carry a response. "It's no matter. I have made my decision, and I will not change it." "What do you mean?" she asked quietly, still reeling. The large brown eyes turned fond. "It is not often that we meet one of Dragonkind that possesses honest innocence and the wish to learn. So I will stay with you, and teach." Mayhill inhaled sharply. "I-I can learn about magic? From you?" The being rose up on it's hind legs, shaking off clods of dirt and loose earth, revealing a stone-hewn creature that looked to be partly crumbling itself. "You're a goblin," she breathed. It's face creased into a smile. "Yes," it whispered into that small place in her mind. "Would you like to go on an adventure?" Her eyes sparkled, and she grinned. "Yes."


༻MAGIC

Mayhill is an expert in knowledge of Old Magic, and even if some of them still bear anger from Caleo's betrayal, the many fae spirits and entities still bear her good fortune. This allows her extraordinary luck and small feats of random magic. She is also able to harness the powers of different types of gemstones, and has taught herself everything there is to know about each one's individual strengths and abilities.

Crumbling Goblin Renegade Aviar
Rose divider by ThisPoisonedOne




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