Maethor
(#34485023)
Arcane Fae Princeling, He/Him
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Arcane.
Male Fae
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
0.79 m
Wingspan
0.84 m
Weight
1.4 kg
Genetics
Pink
Petals
Petals
Bubblegum
Toxin
Toxin
Rose
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Fae
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
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MAETHOR
INFOArcane Prince  Oblivious | Quiet | Suspicious | Confident | Proud 
NAMES// Maethor NICKNAMES// Thor, Mayflower, Princeline, Princeling AGE (Human Years)// 24 SEXUALITY// Pansexual GENDER// Cis Male, He/Him HOME DISTRICT// Nebula WORK DISTRICT// The Bazaar APPEARANCE// Round face, long bright pink hair (normally in multiple braids) BODY// 6'1", Long limbs, lanky ALIGNMENT// Chaotic Neutral |
STORY "I'm not ordinary, I am extraordinary!" Maethor was born on the wrong side of Sorneith, in the wrong body. Nobody could convince him otherwise - he simply knew that he was different, that he was special. There was no other dragon quite like him. It was never clear to him why, though, and this alienated him from the others. The sense of loftiness, the sense of entitlement, for no reason he could name other than just a strange feeling within. Perhaps that was for the best. The distance between him and the others allowed him to practice - to master - his magic, until there was no spell he could not do. And when he grew confident in his magic, he grew bored in the Starfall Isles. There was nothing more for him to do here. So he left in the middle of the night, the stars his witness. He did not know where to go to cure his boredom, but he did not worry - he would figure it out. Maethor traveled north first, along the coast of Sorneith towards Dragonhome. He wanted to visit the land of his ancestors, but just looking at the barren expanse of land made him feel sick. Despite te name, this was not his home. So he continued, turning east, his eyes set on the greenery of the Viridian Labyrinth. As he flew closer, he realized this felt better - it felt right. He found his way to the Willow tree along the western cliffs of the island - of course, Dragonhome was visible in the distance from the lair. But more than the Willow, he found solace, kindred spirits living here - a truth he did not know he needed. The faeries living at the Willow took him in - the Willow sidhe herself guided him into the life he was destined for. “We are your family, Maethor. And you are ours,” she told him as they flew together one fine afternoon. “But - I have my parents, back in the Starfall Isles.” “Those are not your real parents.” As he stared at her, she broke the news to him - but he had known all along, hadn’t he? “You are a Changling. We sent you to grow up among the drakes, to learn their ways, and their magic. They may think of you as an outcast, but Maethor, to us, you are a prince.” With the news, the young Fae realized his dragon image - the glamour set to hide him from the dragons who raised him - had begun to tear along the edge. He wasn’t Fae. He was Faerie. “We have called you back,” the Willow continued, “because it is time.” She told him of the trouble back in their homeland, the mounds across the sea. And she told him of her plan, for him to infiltrate a city of dragons, a powerful stronghold, in Dragonhome. “We need someone to go to Dragonhome. Someone like you - cunning, bright, filled with the magic of dragons and the magic of faerie.” “You want me to spy?” “Yes.” It was the simple answer. He nodded in understanding. He was up to the challenge, ready for the danger. After a few final words with the Willow, he prepared for his next journey, and he left that night. Maethor had known he was special. And now he knew why. |
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RELATIONS PETS// Nylanama ("Nama") the Primrose Mith PARENTS// Unknown Sidhe SIBLINGS// N/A CHILDREN// N/A MATES// Anyone FRIENDS// No One ENEMIES// Himeros, Carina, Filigree, the Chess Set |
_ _EXTRAS MUSIC// Lethargy by Bastille LIKES// Spell Books, Fried Lady-bugs, The Smell of Roses DISLIKES// Socializing, Fish, Rainy Days, Nosy People STRENGTHS// Magic, Flying, Lying, Amusing to Watch WEAKNESSES// Star-reading, Physical Combat, Socializing, Small Talk, Planning Ahead, Standing up for Himself, Blending into the Background, Hiding, Spying |
STR. ━━●━━━━━━━━━━━━ VIT. ━━●━━━━━━━━━━━━ AGL. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━● INT. ━━━━●━━━━━━━━━━ MGC. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━● LUCK ━━━━━━●━━━━━━━━ |
Base bio code made by Ziegzeig #275675
Bio story made by Clarax #150307
Bio edits made by Crobbin #174875
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