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Mirea

(#37245738)

Level 1 Fae

Energy: 50/50

Personal Style

Apparel

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Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

0.68 m

Wingspan

1.61 m

Weight

2.13 kg

Genetics

Metals
Pinstripe

Gold
Striation

Strawberry
Firefly

Hatchday

Nov 10, 2017
(6 years)

Breed

Adult
Fae

Eye Type

Wind
Unusual

Level 1 Fae

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

none

Offspring

Biography

M I R E A
The Lioness
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guarded • suspicious • watchful

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^STR
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^INT
_{◆◆◆◆◆◇◇◇◇◇}
^WIS
_{◆◆◆◆◆◆◇◇◇◇}

^MAG
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^CHA
_{◆◆◆◆◇◇◇◇◇◇}
^VIT
_{◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◇◇◇}

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_{Mirea | Lioness}

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"Actions speak louder than words"

— idiom

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xXintroduction.

"You smell... of dissonance, of anger, of age and of youth. You smell... of loss, oh, maybe of losing, too. Forgive my... inexact words. Words are always inexact. I will tell to you this thing: 'I am looking for my Pharen.' And you hear, but you do not know. You understand, maybe, but even then - you do not know." The maned beast turns away. "Pharen is why I know... what loss... smells like." Her voice has a strange lilt, raising in pitch at the end of each unnecessary pause as if all her words are questions, and yet somehow it is deeply clear that she is asking nothing.

"She is here, yes, so I am told... scents are not so inexact, no. Her scent became sick, weighted... red. Yes, an exact word. Her scent became red when she left me, so I have travelled... followed. There are only two things that matter: the Hunt and the Child. So I hunt. So I am looking for my Pharen." The creature sniffs at the ground. "I will take the Scavenging One and the One Who Collects. Sisters, mothers, daughters three... we will scar this wasteland, we will find the Child." As she speaks, she moves one of her paws free from the many layers of stolen pelts that cloak her body, revealing an emaciated foot surrounded by intensely hardened, scaled skin. Upon closer inspection, it is clear that the majority of her bulk is formed not by her body, but by the hides she has draped over her - the crowning piece being the full, furred pelt of an adult male lion.

"I will find my Child. Make the Plaguelands know, oh, that the Lioness has learned to speak, that the tales of hunting are her's to seek... inexact words, yes, but speak them with the smell of fear on your breath... the intent will be clear."

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