Vashta
(#38063433)
Level 1 Coatl
Familiar
Spirit of Earth
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Earth.
Female Coatl
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
7.69 m
Wingspan
8.53 m
Weight
873.86 kg
Genetics
Platinum
Skink
Skink
Dust
Spinner
Spinner
Metals
Stained
Stained
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Coatl
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
7
DEF
6
QCK
7
INT
7
VIT
5
MND
6
Biography
  
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Vashta is a witch that brings stone to walking, talking life. At least she began with stone. These days she's branched out into... other mediums. She began her life in the dark depths of the Cairnstone Rest, a lonely hatchling surrounded by stone. It was her one companion, her sole clanmate. No one knows what happened to her clan of origin, but it has been suspected that it had something to do with angry ancient spirits. Left in the dark, Vashta took to carving the stone, carving in her love for it, carving the one-sided conversations she had, until its moment of completion. It had been made with so much emotion and magic that it simply... came to life. The dark-stone statue was kind, and gentle. He took the name Kurroc, and looked after his witchy creator. He stood by her side as she made herself more friends. Tanak, a white-stone statue, Tizz, a marionette, Balthazaar, a bogsneak puppet, and Maw, a Jaw-Locker she made herself. As well as a spirit-imbued mask, named Sheikha.
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| "Heh. Well, they said stone couldn't talk back. Look who showed them wrong, Kurroc." |
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A small, rundown cottage on top of a hill in the moonlight, made of cobblestones and thatch. The thinnest trail of smoke wafting from the chimney. No one appears to be home. But Vashta is, and she's not alone.
Vashta wandered into the living room where voices (or close enough to voices) could be heard. Kurroc and Maw were talking about something. Vashta could tell that Kurroc was exasperated, though most probably couldn't (Ears half-back and flattened slightly, arms folded). Maw was going thump thump thump, imitating eating something. "What?! NO, Maw-" Vashta grinned. "What's going on here, you two?" Vasta slid into one of the seats. Kurroc turned to her, his dark stony face unmoving. "Just trying to teach Maw that the answer to every problem is not to eat it." Maw thumped his lid irritably. Vashta stuck her tongue between her teeth, still grinning. "Okay Maw, try this scenario. A lost hatchling in the woods, with all the pretty new gem genes. Go." "Thump thump thump." Maw bashed his lid up and down. "Incorrect. You lure the hatchling into a trap, and then set up ransom posters. If that doesn't bring the parents running to bring you cash, sell him into slavery. Easy." Kurroc looked appalled. "No- That is a no. You take the child and find its parents and return the hatchling to them." Maw rumbled discontentedly and Vashta frowned. "What's in it for you then?" She then left those two at it and exited the cottage through the back door. |
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Tanak was waiting silently for her on the other side of the door. He fell in step beside her as she meandered around. She couldn't even hear him move. He was always quietly spoken and made as little noise as possible. It was spooky how he can sneak up behind you without you even realizing it.
"So... what are those two up to this time, Tanak? I don't see them playing on the hillside." His marble figure blindingly white in the moonlight, Tanak pointed to the roof of the cottage. "They're messing about with the thatch, and I'm fairly sure they put a bucket of water above the front door." Vashta sighed and took off, leaving Tanak behind as she beat the air. She landed on the roof and snuck up behind the marionette and the puppet, the thatch cushioning her footsteps. "Hello." Both of them jumped in that jerky manner that they have. Tizz regarded her with his unmovable features and grin. "Oh. Hi Vashta. We were just-" "-Rearranging the thatch." Balthazaar broke in, his jaw clacking as he spoke. "...Right. Rearranging it by creating a leak above my bed?" Vashta raised her eyebrows as she peered into the hole. "Uhm..." "Alright you two, scoot. I expected more from you, Balthazaar." They raced off as Vashta rearranged the thatch. Leaning over the edge of the roof, she called down to Tanak. "Can you disable the water trap? I have a hard enough time keeping this place in order without being soaking wet." "On it, Vashta!" |
 
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