Kvasir
(#372749)
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
Familiar
Foresight Phantasm
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Energy: 48/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Male Pearlcatcher
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
5.99 m
Wingspan
4.86 m
Weight
724.25 kg
Genetics
Obsidian
Clown
Clown
Violet
Shimmer
Shimmer
Forest
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
7
INT
7
VIT
6
MND
7
Lineage
Parents
Offspring
Biography
The Secret Keeper
The Warden of the Truth, The Holder of the Unknown. Kvasir has gone by many names in recent times, but none stick more closely than The Secret Keeper. Born of the Plaguebearer's flight, one would assume certain things of this Obsidian scaled Pearlcatcher, but those assumptions would be nothing but that; assumptions.
Feeling a disconnection between himself and his flight and lair mates, Kvasir sought out the other flights, to see where he could fit in.. but that in and of itself was hard. Kvasir rarely speaks and when he does, it is only for a very important reason, making it all the more difficult to fit in. After what seemed like years since he left his old home, the tired Pearlcather stopped at the border of lands he had only heard stories about. The Icewarden's domain. It was cold for sure, with icebergs and snow capped mountains on islands littered with pine trees and shrubs of all sizes, glistening in the sun with a fresh coating of snow. He stood amidst this breathtaking scenery, wanting very much to simply just stay and watch and take in all the details. If it were not from the cold that he was not use to, the Pearlcatcher might have done just that.
A good long breath was all he needed to see the truth. Here. This is where he truly belonged. Pearl in tow, Kvasir sought out the ideal lair, soon coming across the Lair of Lunar Frost. It was here he made his home, growing close to all the inhabitants, and marveling at how many different breeds there were in this single home, let alone how it seemed bigger on the inside from what it did on the outside. After greeting and speaking briefly, Kvasir was directed toward a mulberry colored female lounging near a nice warm fire. The dragon was an older female Guardian, adorned in tribal beading, bird skulls and feathers as well as a soft cotton sash. She was wise beyond her years, Kvasir could tell. The other dragons explained that she was the leader of the clan and it was from her, in time, he garnered his nickname. Just how he got that name, however, is for another story.
"When the wind speaks, howling through the landscape and into our souls, if one truly knew how, one could obtain all of it's secrets; secrets of the Windsinger himself." - Kvasir
The Warden of the Truth, The Holder of the Unknown. Kvasir has gone by many names in recent times, but none stick more closely than The Secret Keeper. Born of the Plaguebearer's flight, one would assume certain things of this Obsidian scaled Pearlcatcher, but those assumptions would be nothing but that; assumptions.
Feeling a disconnection between himself and his flight and lair mates, Kvasir sought out the other flights, to see where he could fit in.. but that in and of itself was hard. Kvasir rarely speaks and when he does, it is only for a very important reason, making it all the more difficult to fit in. After what seemed like years since he left his old home, the tired Pearlcather stopped at the border of lands he had only heard stories about. The Icewarden's domain. It was cold for sure, with icebergs and snow capped mountains on islands littered with pine trees and shrubs of all sizes, glistening in the sun with a fresh coating of snow. He stood amidst this breathtaking scenery, wanting very much to simply just stay and watch and take in all the details. If it were not from the cold that he was not use to, the Pearlcatcher might have done just that.
A good long breath was all he needed to see the truth. Here. This is where he truly belonged. Pearl in tow, Kvasir sought out the ideal lair, soon coming across the Lair of Lunar Frost. It was here he made his home, growing close to all the inhabitants, and marveling at how many different breeds there were in this single home, let alone how it seemed bigger on the inside from what it did on the outside. After greeting and speaking briefly, Kvasir was directed toward a mulberry colored female lounging near a nice warm fire. The dragon was an older female Guardian, adorned in tribal beading, bird skulls and feathers as well as a soft cotton sash. She was wise beyond her years, Kvasir could tell. The other dragons explained that she was the leader of the clan and it was from her, in time, he garnered his nickname. Just how he got that name, however, is for another story.
"When the wind speaks, howling through the landscape and into our souls, if one truly knew how, one could obtain all of it's secrets; secrets of the Windsinger himself." - Kvasir
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