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MoonStar

(#35034216)

Level 25 Pearlcatcher

Energy: 50/50

Personal Style

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Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

3.94 m

Wingspan

5.58 m

Weight

462.09 kg

Genetics

Ginger
Pinstripe

Mint
Trail

Mantis
Filigree

Hatchday

Aug 08, 2017
(6 years)

Breed

Adult
Pearlcatcher

Eye Type

Earth
Rare

Level 25 Pearlcatcher

Max Level

STR

137

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

none

Offspring

Biography

personal familiar

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TITLE

B I O G R A P H Y

Nymph - a vicious guardian of the forest willing to kill to protect the woods they love should a Nymph fall in love they use their magic to merge the male with a tree they favor, an excruciating process, once completely merged the tree slowly conforms to make a dragon who is completely loyal to the Nymph that created them willing to do anything for them…even kill.
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You were stunned in the spot you stood in. It wasn’t like you knew what to expect when you came across the sight that unfolded before you, but at the same time you weren’t even looking for such an event in the first place. Nonetheless, it was there, and it was right in front of you.

Well, sort of right in front of you.

The path was to your back, a little ways through the thicket of bushes and trees you’d pushed past. By all accounts you would’ve just continued down this worn pathway to the clan you were visiting, but something that sounded eerily like cries of pain, of anguish made you stray. Blast your curiosity, you think, as you watch with horror. Of all the times you have walked this path, of all the other dragons that have done so, never have you experienced or heard of what befalls you now.

Only once or twice in your life could you remember the stories of nymphs. They were beautiful, eerie creatures that were not to be trifled with, especially ones that felt provoked. Protecting the forests they resided in and called their homes, they would fight tooth and nail to be certain no outsider interfered with it's delicate balance. Usually matching their environment, the stories of them were rare and always up for debate. The creature that you spotted could have easily been mistaken for a tree or something naturally occurring within the forest, passed over with a casual glance as you continued on your way. It was then that you realized perhaps those stories were indeed true.

The only reason you had even spotted her was because she was moving. Her limbs had the momentum of tree branches in a breeze; fluid yet sturdy where they connected to the base. Only, there was no breeze, and she was also talking. You heard it only ever so slightly, unable to actually make out what she said. You found it hard to hear anything really, above the rush of blood in your ears. The forest was silent as well, not a bird nor insect dared breathed. It seemed they were all frozen at the sight of the nymph, but more importantly what the nymph was doing.

It took you a moment to even realize her hands were moving over a dragon and not a tree. She’d been standing with her back almost completely to you, claws tending to scaley bark as she spoke. The ‘tree’ cried out, which made you remember why you were there to begin with. You frown. Nymphs protect forests, and love all that grew there, did they not? So, why would she hurt a tree? When did trees talk? You have several questions in your mind but your brain has focused on making certain you can run if necessary. No, that’s because that isn’t a tree. More specifically it isn’t just a tree.

Another cry of pain and the nymph steps aside. She admires her handiwork, and you watch as the tree begins to morph around the dragon now trapped in its trunk. The cries increase, turning desperate and loud. You clasp your own claws over your mouth to keep back your own cries of fear from slipping out and alerting the nymph to your presence. You know full well you have stumbled on to something you were never to see, but your legs feel so brittle that you’re uncertain you can even walk without falling. So you watch, leave to move yet unable to look away. The dragon’s wings entwine with vines, his legs morph into twisted roots. His chest turns the brown barky texture of the tree’s trunk, and his head is engulfed in leafy branches. The cries finally stop, and silence falls over the entire forest once more.

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____A bird chirps. Two. Then more, as the other creatures finally return to their regularity. The deed, whatever it was, is done. The nymph herself seems pleased, raking her claws across her handiwork. Murky green tendrils of vines and hair frame a pleased face as she does so, tapping her nails on wood to check it has solidified properly. Now you must slink away, but you must also do so quietly. Certain you’ve mapped out a good trajectory that will lead you back to the pathway with a look over your shoulder. Just as you go to turn however, you cast one look back at the tree and the nymph. She’s caressing what remains of a wooden looking dragon’s face as you take a step backwards.

You freeze when the tree’s head snaps to look in your direction, and you’re certain you’ve locked eyes with the creation. The nymph turns her head too, she sees you now. With a hiss she points a claw at you and the tree-dragon hybrid seemingly understands. You know this, because its thunderous wooden feet clamber after you as you run. You hope you can reach the path, but more importantly you hope that it doesn’t follow you past that.

Deep down though, you know it will.

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FAVORITES

DETAILS

ROLE
xxxxx■ role

TRAITS
xxxxx■ Patient, Sharing, Very smart

LIKES
xxxxx■ Puzzles, Expensive clothing, and Spiders

DETAILS

DISLIKES
xxxxx■ Chicken, Acting, and Strawberries

STRENGTHS
xxxxx■ Entertaining people, strengths

WEAKNESSES
xxxxx■ Swimming, weaknesses

FEARS
xxxxx■ fears, fears

TIDBITS

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RELATIONS

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INVENTORY

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N A M E

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Art

Lore by Awaas

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