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Marici

(#3488578)

Level 1 Imperial

Energy: 50 50

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Measurements

Length

29.94 m

Wingspan

17.37 m

Weight

6830.39 kg

Genetics

Banana
Iridescent

Banana
Shimmer

Banana
Crackle

Hatchday

May 15, 2014
(10 years)

Breed

Adult
Imperial

Eye Type

Light
Common

Level 1 Imperial

EXP: 0 / 245

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Muse
Whimsy

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Biography

M A R I C I

Secretary/Personal Assistant

B I O G R A P H Y

The clan's most capable coffee girl and so so much more....

Marici wears many many hats within the clan, running about to and fro and the beck and call of others. Between the quarterly meetings, the library filings, the accompaniments to cross territory negotiations, and the everyday chores of grocery shopping and treks to the Trading Posts to chat up Baldwin for those copper mucks, she’s quite an in demand working girl, however she always finds the time to wake up at 4 AM and get the morning coffee to perk everyone up for the day ahead.

Marici was born rather poor, like her parents and their parents before them. A simple farm girl in the rich countryside of the Sundial Terrace with an equally simple white stone lacquered house that was shadowed by the Beacon of the Radiant Eye. Crops grew plentiful in the presence of both the blessing of the Lightweaver and the sun which always shone despite the harshieties around them.

While she is the same age as Apollo, she is by far more mature and well meaning than her small master. She is a beacon of innocent light in the clan and is probably the purest being within a 100 mile radius. In a similar way to Opalina, she acts as a source of calm and soothing for the others (especially the young ones), and in a reminiscent way in terms of Hathor, she acts much like a loving mother despite being so young. It’s evident that her years of lavishing wheat, watermelon, tomato and potato crops with the dedication and care that the Lightweaver created her own Firstborn have created such a warm and caring personality. Unfortunately due to this she is very very easily taken advantage of, being a nervous wreck most times when around Apollo as she wants to look at her most confident. She is a very apologetic dragon by nature, nothing like the other power women of the clan, and a unanimously agreed upon klutz. Whether it’d be burning the coffee and hitting her head while trying to open a sugar packet leaving her unconscious, or tripping and falling on something she sees 1 minute before, she always somehow manages to find a way to get herself into physical trouble (Her height of 6’ 3.5” doesn’t really help). She somehow is able to cope with it however, being able to catch herself in the middle of a fall at least 70% of the time while grabbing things tossed up in the air and making certain nothing touches the ground. Her secret? She regularly power trains with her master.

Her only downfall would probably be that she is first and foremost Apollo’s personal assistant. Knowing him since she was 9 and spending over a decade with each other every day for hours on end has created a truly inseparable bond. She finds the little ~~satan like brat~~ “child” endearing and views him as a her fearsome Master and best friend for life. Apollo may externally portray their relationship as nothing more than a being of higher power and a servant, however there’s not a kernel of truth in that as you can tell with his blazing jealous eyes if she so much as casually walks the blackened rock halls of the lair with another.

H I S T O R Y

"Dear diary,
Diablo, our fervent leader, gave us word that he thinks it'd be nice for all of the flight representatives to chronicle their lives and inner thoughts before coming to this gorgeous stronghold. I always tell everyone down at the marketplace how our territory is like a work of art with the Living Gardens and natural formations and all but Apollo always tells me to stop my rambling because I'm probably being annoying ahahaha! Shezmu will be taking these when completed to immortalize our lives in the family library. Even though this task is for the Flight representatives, Master wanted for me to do it with him or else he'd have a fit! We're to exchange what we write as well. Master's just such a stickler for getting things perfect between us~ I'm going to write in a general sense since this is the first chapter. I'm quite nervous as well since I'm not really interesting and no one likes non interesting novels so I'm afraid of making Apollo mad or Shezmu throwing my archives in the trash or ahhhh Idon'tknow..."

"Let's see where do I start...Well I was born in a one bedroom cottage in the countryside, quite close to the sea as one could simply run for no more than 10 minutes and jump off a cliff into the shimmering blue beneath. My parents were simple farmers, born from generations of hard earned work and labor. My first memory was when I must have been about 3 weeks of age and I first bit into a bright red tomato that my parents had said ripened that morning. Between the crispness of the pert skin and the plump watery crimson insides I found that that was all you needed in life: a warm house, good food, and family to share it with. I smiled my brightest that day and I don't think I've ever stopped.

It was a daily ritual for my family to go peddle our crops and fresh produce in to the middle class families in the Sundial Terrace and the Mirrolight Promenade. Most of the upper class shunned their meager cart but my parents always managed to make those, both first timers, long time customer, young and old, rich and poor, smile with what we grew.

When I was 9 they felt it was time for me to accompany them in the family business and to spread my wings amongst the other citizens. It was my own debut of sorts, though with less stained glass windows, dancing, and the inevitable Prince Charming. It's one of my fondest memories, not because the sun was so brightly beaming down on us and illuminating the marbled statues and buildings, not because the old grannies came out to finally meet and inspect me in my one cloth white dress my mother had made, but because it was the day I met Him

He around my height at the time, dressed in the finest clothes I had ever seen! Silks, tassels, the whole 9-yards. 7 or 10 others looped around him as he lazily walked in our direction, hands stuffed in his pockets while laughing like how you would imagine fairies to chime. I must have been looking like a gaping mess because he had glanced over to our cart for just a moment yet he immediately stood still and stared right back at me for a good minute or two. No words exchanged. Just staring. My pa' broke the silence by beckoning him over for a watermelon slice. Surprisingly with a mere flick of his hand he cut himself loose from his group and quickly stepped over though he ignored my father and stood directly in front of me, continuing to stare inches from me."

"Haha...I still remember what he said to me at first: "Did you crash land here from the sun because you sure burn brightly in my eyes~""

"15 years later and he's my everything pretty much. N-NOT LIKE THAT NO, just platonically ehehehehe. Everyone's always mistaking me for a married woman but Master is just my pride and joy and who I live for. I don't feel right saying this since Master belongs to everyone but I think we hold a special bond more so than mere friends. When he decided to travel out here I was a little apprehensive at first new land and all and I wouldn't be with my parents, but they desperately wanted me to travel and see the world and not be "stuck in the same old rickety cobblestone house forever." I write to them everyday and Apollo is always here with me so I never feel quite that homesick! The amazing people that have so generously opened their home to us certainly help. Everyone is just so kind it almost makes me weep. OH! I should also clarify that Master = Apollo! I use them interchangeably even though I really shouldn't ahahaha~"

"Well that should be the end of the first entry! I look forward to the next where I can go into details~ Thank you for reading my humble accounts. This is Marici signing off for now!"

~x~ Full History Diary Coming Soon ~x~

ART GALLERY

Dragon Form

Gift by Viverridae ;O

by Nonaline

Gijinka Form

Marici Doodles by mummy

vs.

My awful art

by flamyfox

by byeyonara

by Genie

by execuite

Adopts

by Blubell

Bio template by @Mibella, find it here.

Edits by Gem4567 using DogiCromson's Rose Banners, Arcturis's Knotwork Flight Dividers, Starkindler's Dividers, and Lichtdrache's Festival Fam Signatures.

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