Malady
(#35720850)
Level 1 Mirror
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Energy: 50
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50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Arcane.
Male Mirror
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
5.25 m
Wingspan
5.56 m
Weight
417.56 kg
Genetics
White
Iridescent
Iridescent
Orca
Shimmer
Shimmer
Grey
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Mirror
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
8
DEF
6
QCK
8
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
5
Biography
MALADY
"Crimes against the Clan," he said, as Breeya poured him another glass. "That's what they say I did. Something about conspiring against one of the Big Five? Council, they wanna be called?"
"Council of Five," replied Breeya, the older Ridgeback corrected. He looked over his shoulder, he didn't want to get caught giving some of his stock to a Gladiator, especially free of charge.
"Yeah, that," replied Malady as he downed another glass. "Some sorta stupid high-n-mighty name."
"Y'know, it's really good that you're letting go of that whole fighting thing," commented Breeya, putting away his stock and glasses. "Even though you're kind of forced to fight now."
Malady nodded. Before his assignment, Malady had been one hellraiser of a dragon. He would pick a fight with anyone and everyone if he were bored--even the hatchlings. Malady shuddered at the realization that he had grown out of this state of being too late, and looked towards the den where most of the dragons of the Clan, even Breeya had slept. They got warm beds, the gladiators got cold ground.
Malady sighed. "You sure you don't have one more glass for me?"
Breeya huffed, and went into his knapsack. "Just one more, and make it quick."
"Crimes against the Clan," he said, as Breeya poured him another glass. "That's what they say I did. Something about conspiring against one of the Big Five? Council, they wanna be called?"
"Council of Five," replied Breeya, the older Ridgeback corrected. He looked over his shoulder, he didn't want to get caught giving some of his stock to a Gladiator, especially free of charge.
"Yeah, that," replied Malady as he downed another glass. "Some sorta stupid high-n-mighty name."
"Y'know, it's really good that you're letting go of that whole fighting thing," commented Breeya, putting away his stock and glasses. "Even though you're kind of forced to fight now."
Malady nodded. Before his assignment, Malady had been one hellraiser of a dragon. He would pick a fight with anyone and everyone if he were bored--even the hatchlings. Malady shuddered at the realization that he had grown out of this state of being too late, and looked towards the den where most of the dragons of the Clan, even Breeya had slept. They got warm beds, the gladiators got cold ground.
Malady sighed. "You sure you don't have one more glass for me?"
Breeya huffed, and went into his knapsack. "Just one more, and make it quick."
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