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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
7.56 m
Wingspan
7.37 m
Weight
464.51 kg
Genetics
Moon
Tide
Tide
Blush
Constellation
Constellation
Nightshade
Smoke
Smoke
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 7 Mirror
EXP: 9541 / 11881
STR
5
AGI
10
DEF
8
QCK
10
INT
10
VIT
15
MND
8
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- none
Biography
Xanadu | Resident freeloader | Chaotic good | Seventieth
Mate to: None
Awakened Familiars: Irregular Nekomata, Parasitic Fungus, Primrose Mith, Chalcedony Snipper, Melon Marzal, Ruffletail Tadhop, Enchanted Libra, Chalcedony Arcanist, Danger Decor, False Sphinx
Other Notes: Purchased for 90g
"I hope you are blessed with someone who reminds you of the universe you have hiding under your skin, of every star illuminated through your ancient eyes."
Xanadu is... a stoner, basically. Also known as "Spacey" (by Mestra) and "that good-for-nothing buzzbrain" (by Hecuba). He spends most of his time in a stupor, meditating or otherwise trying to commune with the arcane energies that buzz through his veins, and has -- though most of the other dragons haven't bothered to find out -- quite mastered the art of astral projection, which is how he somehow manages to always know what's going on in the clan despite never being present for anything. Though he isn't much of a gossip, he knows many of his clanmates' more unseemly secrets; they don't take him seriously enough to realize he's a threat. They don't know they should. The only dragon who has half an idea is Mestra, who never gives up her attempts at conversation with him, and occasionally the two Arcane dragons will stargaze or discuss astronomy together, if she can catch Xanadu at a time when he's more coherent.
Until recently, Xanadu's astral projecting has been more for fun and exploration. But then, on one of his innocent roams, he touched on something dark. Something foul. He's had nightmares, since then. Bad trips. Shadows flicker in the corners of his eyes, and every so often, he feels the chill of a breath down his neck.
It seems that he's attracted the attention of something very, very nasty indeed. Bronagh tries to keep him safe, but with limited success.
Personal Hoard
Mate to: None
Awakened Familiars: Irregular Nekomata, Parasitic Fungus, Primrose Mith, Chalcedony Snipper, Melon Marzal, Ruffletail Tadhop, Enchanted Libra, Chalcedony Arcanist, Danger Decor, False Sphinx
Other Notes: Purchased for 90g
"I hope you are blessed with someone who reminds you of the universe you have hiding under your skin, of every star illuminated through your ancient eyes."
Xanadu is... a stoner, basically. Also known as "Spacey" (by Mestra) and "that good-for-nothing buzzbrain" (by Hecuba). He spends most of his time in a stupor, meditating or otherwise trying to commune with the arcane energies that buzz through his veins, and has -- though most of the other dragons haven't bothered to find out -- quite mastered the art of astral projection, which is how he somehow manages to always know what's going on in the clan despite never being present for anything. Though he isn't much of a gossip, he knows many of his clanmates' more unseemly secrets; they don't take him seriously enough to realize he's a threat. They don't know they should. The only dragon who has half an idea is Mestra, who never gives up her attempts at conversation with him, and occasionally the two Arcane dragons will stargaze or discuss astronomy together, if she can catch Xanadu at a time when he's more coherent.
Until recently, Xanadu's astral projecting has been more for fun and exploration. But then, on one of his innocent roams, he touched on something dark. Something foul. He's had nightmares, since then. Bad trips. Shadows flicker in the corners of his eyes, and every so often, he feels the chill of a breath down his neck.
It seems that he's attracted the attention of something very, very nasty indeed. Bronagh tries to keep him safe, but with limited success.
Personal Hoard
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