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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
14.41 m
Wingspan
16.7 m
Weight
7900.55 kg
Genetics
Mist
Flaunt
Flaunt
Shadow
Morph
Morph
Coal
Capsule
Capsule
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Obelisk
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Biography
Being as quiet as you can, you slow your steps and veer to the right. Adara continues on, not even noticing that you are no longer following. You keep your gaze on xem as you continue, wanting to be prepared in case xie suddenly looks back and notices you're gone.
With your focus elsewhere, you don't notice the dragon in front of you until you collide. There's the sound of a plate or two breaking and instantly your gaze snaps to the obelisk you ran into.
Between the two of you lie shards of a couple of broken plates along with freshly made cookies. Looking up at the obelisk, her goopy eyes seem goopier than usual- almost as if she's crying. "I made these cookies for you so I could help greet you..."
Instantly, guilt floods your body. It's because you were trying to avoid Adara- presumably someone who was also doing something for you out of kindness- that you ran into this new dragon. You begin to ramble your apologies, going as far as to consider eating one of the fallen cookies anyway.
The obelisk shakes her head, the teapot hanging around her neck rattling as well. "No, no. It's not your fault. I should've moved out of the way instead of stopping." She sighs, bowing her head as she introduces herself. "My name is Miriel and I'm the clan's pastry chef. I can bake whatever your heart desires and follow it up with a warm cup of tea!"
[ask if you can help bake a new batch] [ask for a cup of tea]
Thank you @hotcakes for this pretty girl!!
(primal was applied)
goal: breakup
With your focus elsewhere, you don't notice the dragon in front of you until you collide. There's the sound of a plate or two breaking and instantly your gaze snaps to the obelisk you ran into.
Between the two of you lie shards of a couple of broken plates along with freshly made cookies. Looking up at the obelisk, her goopy eyes seem goopier than usual- almost as if she's crying. "I made these cookies for you so I could help greet you..."
Instantly, guilt floods your body. It's because you were trying to avoid Adara- presumably someone who was also doing something for you out of kindness- that you ran into this new dragon. You begin to ramble your apologies, going as far as to consider eating one of the fallen cookies anyway.
The obelisk shakes her head, the teapot hanging around her neck rattling as well. "No, no. It's not your fault. I should've moved out of the way instead of stopping." She sighs, bowing her head as she introduces herself. "My name is Miriel and I'm the clan's pastry chef. I can bake whatever your heart desires and follow it up with a warm cup of tea!"
[ask if you can help bake a new batch] [ask for a cup of tea]
Thank you @hotcakes for this pretty girl!!
(primal was applied)
goal: breakup
Click or tap a food type to individually feed this dragon only. The other dragons in your lair will not have their energy replenished.
Feed this dragon Insects.
This dragon doesn't eat Meat.
Feed this dragon Seafood.
This dragon doesn't eat Plants.
Exalting Miriel to the service of the Plaguebringer 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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