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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
1 m
Wingspan
1 m
Weight
1.56 kg
Genetics
Leaf
Poison
Poison
Radioactive
Striation
Striation
Radioactive
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 5 Fae
EXP: 8 / 5545
STR
28
AGI
5
DEF
5
QCK
15
INT
5
VIT
5
MND
5
Biography
What a racket! This noisy little fellow and his mate fill the room audibly, and visually, with the noises they make. A pure disturbance to every dragon that comes along too, rather unwanted around the lair but for their friend, Silence, who is the lair's beloved healer. Silence had cast off her plague nature to join the nature lair in creating cures for the illnesses created by her former patron. How she puts up with Noise and Shriek is up for debate all over the place! Since nobody seems to understand their chatter, which is so different from the monotone sounds of other faes, even other faes don't want them around...just Silence.
The Survivor
Memories. Horrors. Pain. Burning green fluid. Horrified screams of his mate. Horrid smells. Toxic tastes. Fire burning within him...and then a bravery...a single pair of claws grasping him and his mate by their tails. And silence...and waking up unable to stop it, every word they've ever heard in their lives all comes out, out of both of their mouths, shattering the silence around them. A joined mind. Burning wings and scales bathed in bandages and balm. Soothing sounds from the one tending them. Minds merged in chaos. Exhaustion. Flying again. The endless noise they can't drown out erupting from shared mouths. The vitriolic spewing of hateful premonitions they cannot control. His mate...and his own mouth, unending shrieks and screams that never end.
Only tolerated by Silence. Cared for by Silence. Silence and her healing claws...her and only her. She sits in silence, listening to them scream. And they love her deeply though they can never speak it. She knows. Sister of their heart.
The Survivor
Memories. Horrors. Pain. Burning green fluid. Horrified screams of his mate. Horrid smells. Toxic tastes. Fire burning within him...and then a bravery...a single pair of claws grasping him and his mate by their tails. And silence...and waking up unable to stop it, every word they've ever heard in their lives all comes out, out of both of their mouths, shattering the silence around them. A joined mind. Burning wings and scales bathed in bandages and balm. Soothing sounds from the one tending them. Minds merged in chaos. Exhaustion. Flying again. The endless noise they can't drown out erupting from shared mouths. The vitriolic spewing of hateful premonitions they cannot control. His mate...and his own mouth, unending shrieks and screams that never end.
Only tolerated by Silence. Cared for by Silence. Silence and her healing claws...her and only her. She sits in silence, listening to them scream. And they love her deeply though they can never speak it. She knows. Sister of their heart.
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Exalting Noise to the service of the Gladekeeper will remove them from your lair forever. They will leave behind a small sum of riches that they have accumulated. This action is irreversible.
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