Centaurus
(#35334700)
Level 5 Coatl
Familiar
Foresight Phantasm
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Energy: 48/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Ice.
Male Coatl
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
8.07 m
Wingspan
10.51 m
Weight
956.24 kg
Genetics
Indigo
Metallic
Metallic
Overcast
Butterfly
Butterfly
Orca
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 5 Coatl
EXP: 646 / 5545
STR
6
AGI
7
DEF
6
QCK
7
INT
7
VIT
5
MND
6
Biography
Cen-11
Normal Clan Member. Totally Not an Alien.
«EVERYTHING IS NORMAL. MOVE ALONG.»
Normal Clan Member. Totally Not an Alien.
«EVERYTHING IS NORMAL. MOVE ALONG.»
The clan calls him Centaurus-- slightly strange, considering he's never even voiced the 'taurus' bit-- but you're not sure what to make of that (especially since he seems to have tacked numbers onto the end of his name...peculiar indeed).
He came on an inexplicably dark day, though there was not a cloud to be seen. Bugs sprang to life as if under the cover of night, the sky dimmed to a strange twilight... but the sun remained in the sky, covered by the moon. Surely something caused by the Arcanist. Surely something explained away by the Stormcatcher. Or perhaps it wasn't native to Sornieth at all-- something alien.
His eyes aren't eyes, really. They glow, like gateways or lost stars. The markings across his wings pulse and writhe, and his motions are strange-- graceful, but overly calculated. Some members of the clan swear they've seen him phase through some of the walls...
«GREETINGS»
Are you hearing the voice aloud or in your mind? It weaves in and out like an old gramaphone, though somehow you're able to piece the sounds together coherently.
«I AM Cen-11. I COLLECT DATA ON SX-42 AND PERFORM NORMAL CLAN FUNCTIONS ON A DIURNAL BASIS. THERE IS NOTHING ELSE TO SEE HERE. MOVE ALONG.»
You're still curious, but you feel compelled to move on anyway.
. . .
Why did you come here, again?
He came on an inexplicably dark day, though there was not a cloud to be seen. Bugs sprang to life as if under the cover of night, the sky dimmed to a strange twilight... but the sun remained in the sky, covered by the moon. Surely something caused by the Arcanist. Surely something explained away by the Stormcatcher. Or perhaps it wasn't native to Sornieth at all-- something alien.
His eyes aren't eyes, really. They glow, like gateways or lost stars. The markings across his wings pulse and writhe, and his motions are strange-- graceful, but overly calculated. Some members of the clan swear they've seen him phase through some of the walls...
«GREETINGS»
Are you hearing the voice aloud or in your mind? It weaves in and out like an old gramaphone, though somehow you're able to piece the sounds together coherently.
«I AM Cen-11. I COLLECT DATA ON SX-42 AND PERFORM NORMAL CLAN FUNCTIONS ON A DIURNAL BASIS. THERE IS NOTHING ELSE TO SEE HERE. MOVE ALONG.»
You're still curious, but you feel compelled to move on anyway.
. . .
Why did you come here, again?
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