RieV
(#40644195)
ALCOHOL PLS
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Light.
Female Imperial
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
22.96 m
Wingspan
14.08 m
Weight
8413.16 kg
Genetics
White
Iridescent
Iridescent
Crimson
Shimmer
Shimmer
Crimson
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Imperial
Max Level
STR
119
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
69
INT
5
VIT
19
MND
5
Biography
uolǝɯɹǝʇɐʍ
SHE'S ONE GENE AWAY FROM GOING "AMERICA" ON EM
»████, ████████ ██████, Goodbye Declaration
The calm before the storm, or perhaps, the wake of destruction the storm brought. That was what one would perceive when laying one's eyes on the wide field.
Death.
Death was what passed through this land.
Buildings blasted into dust, ruins were became what remained of them. Fire licked the grass. Blood was spilled.
If you were unlucky, you would spot dragons, clothed in armor, sleeping on the ground. Their time had passed, and fate was met. The worse ones had their, body parts, scattered around.
It would take a long time to arrange a proper burial.
Even if one's an enemy, you have to show respect for the dead, putting their lives on the line to fight for their leader's ideals.
In the midst of the environment, there was 2 dragons surveying the area. Many more were in the background roaming.
...
"Godfather."
A Ridgeback spoke. A huge Guardian was beside him.
"Seems like the raid was success."
"Great job, my dear child."
"If only they uphold their end of the bargain, this demise would not have befallen on them! Hehe, sucks to be them."
"Truly disappointing of them. If they were to do so, I can predict many more opportunities to work together in the future. Too bad greed took a hold of them."
...
Walking deeper into the post-battlefield, a youngling's cries could be heard.
The 2 approached the source of the sound. There was a small Imperial dragon. The youngling was short in stature, blood was flowing out of her leg. Beside her was a greatsword perhaps too large for her.
"Godfather, there's a survivor!"
The Guardian then crouched beside her.
The child was crying.
"Oh dear, are you alright child?"
"Help, my leg's broken! They've, dragons bombed the clan, and eveyone's sleeping!"
"I, I have to defend, to do my part to get rid of whoever destroyed the walls!"
"But,"
The Imperial reached for her greatsword.
"But, it's you right? I saw, the attackers had the same emblem as you!"
The Imperial, with her best efforts, brandished her greatsword in between her and the 2 strangers.
"..."
"...should we, kill her?"
The Ridgeback whispered to the Guardian.
"Clearly, she's old enough to remember this raid. Forgive me, but, as much as you like to bring orphans in from the results of our, "business dealings", "
"she may try to go for revenge."
The Ridgeback braced for a scolding. He too had been in this youngling's shoes a long time ago, however much, much younger.
He ended up learning about his parents, and his clan's fate when he was older. But by then, he did not harbor ill will towards the godfather.
However, the Guardian did not pay any mind to the Ridgeback's remarks. The Godfather reached out a hand towards the injured Imperial, despite being in range of the blade.
"Come child. I wish not to hurt you."
"This, this is unfortunately not a place for you to linger in anymore. I'll patch you up."
"No!"
The Imperial regripped her weapon.
"Looks like this is going to be a problem, Godfather. She even refused your offer!"
The Guardian continued to pay no heed to the Ridgeback.
"I very much like your determination in killing me, child. Very commendable. However, your leg is broken, and you can't stand."
The young Imperial audibly gulped. The Guardian has a point. But, considering that she has raised her weapon at him, how is he going to spare her?
"...say, what's your name child?"
She's now done for. The Imperial thought. This Guardian is going to kill her.
"R-Rie."
"Rie. What a nice name. My name's Francis Václav."
"Now..."
The Ridgeback suddenly picks up the small Imperial, slumping over his back. The Guardian seemed to have motioned him to do so.
"Hey! Where are you taking me! Put me down!"
Rie was wriggling around, trying to break free.
"Stop moving kid! You're gonna die of blood loss if you keep letting the blood flow that fast!"
"..."
Rie soon gave up trying to escape. Starring up to her old, ruined home, eyelids heavy, she drifted off to sleep.
"Goodbye, forever..."
» 9am, Sunny
"Sigh..."
You think to yourself.
Rie, as per usual, had ran away from her work to be indulged in some matter that had nothing to do with her. You stare at the table, and looked to the top of the paper stack.
"Looks like it's another Tuesday for me... She ought to give me another bonus for this."
When looking through one's plie high of documents, a piece of paper flew out of the stack.
You can tell that it's well, coffee water damaged. You can smell the strong aroma of black? coffee from hovering over it.
You pick it up.
____
15 June ████
Dear diary.
It has been a year since pops kicked me out. I think. I don't remember the exact date, but it was definitely on June. It doesn't help that I only figured out the real time and date 3 months later when I spotted a clock shop in the middle of the Churnscar Wharf! The shopkeeper was a spiral, with a really furry tail. It didn't make any sense, wouldn't the tail get wet and cold every time you slither along the beach?
I daren't tell him about it, he was so sweet and kind, allowing me to stay in his shop for a week before I moved on. At the end of my stay, he even gifted me a watch to tell the time!
I'm currently in the Millmeadows, I think. That's what the locals told me. I'm not all that great with directions, the long distance kind. Along my way, I saw a large banner? moving picture? window? with a hot endowed woman in one of the cities. She had red hair and wields a fire greatsword, like me (except for the fire part)!
I could not describe how she had captured my heart! Her beautiful armor, determined eyes in battle against the villan. Not only am I in love with her, but her ideals too. I want to continue her legacy! I asked one of shopkeepers who she was, and she's a character from a video game.
...
I have no clue what a video game is.
I continued questioning the shopkeeper, and he thus introduced me to the concept, and especially, "mobile phones", which he was selling. It worked and performed functions that mimicked the big picture up there, and other amazing functions, such as being able to contact other dragons from across the other side of Sornieth. So cool! If I was still with Godfather, I would have gotten this for him! And my uncles, aunts, siblings.
Basically everyone!
I got really excited, so excited that while writing this, I am worried if I got scammed, about the purchase of the device. But no matter. In the end, I bought it. For such a revolutionary item, I wouldn't mind overpaying. It did eat up, 40% of my funds for this month though. I have to find work here to fill that dent in my wallet back...
For now, I'll play this video game on my phone! I'm so glad that an old couple allowed me to stay at their place. I met them outside the city, whacked a few monsters that were attacking them. Apparently they went to visit their children, and were coming back home. They mentioned that I was like their child, and enjoyed my company very much.
Did I mention that the dinner they made last night was amazing? So delicious.
For the long term, I have no idea what to do. Maybe I'll explore more of these devices. They're too interesting to not do something with them. And also visit pops again. Sigh, I kind of miss home. Well, whatever. I'll figure everything out in due time.
Signing off,
Rie Václav✰
PS. That woman's' name is Himeko! What a lovely name!
___
(She trying some of Shiori's preferred smoke at the staircase landing of a building; don't disturb her break.) [Body props does not match, obvzz]
"sO ANYWAYS I STARTED BLASTING-" (Halloween 2019 costume sksksks)
alt wrote:
A memelord. Hopefully
Bahaha i am unoffically the child of both mzk and lag. io(hint hint) AHAHAHAHA
This dragon pretty much is somewhat bad at managing money, as she has inappropriately used money to buy 100 raffle tickets once, depleting of more than half of the clan's funds, and making a part of the lair have a bar. A drink bar, stocked with alcoholic drinks which is strong enough for any normie, to get knocked out. A victim of this is of Ezeal, who after all this time watching Riev drinking, he decided to have some sips of what she was having. The rest of the story should be obvious to what happened next.
Of course, taking away her bad traits of being a heavy alcoholic, running rampage while drunk, and managing to destroy the bar around 3 times with her heavy duty machine gun, she is quite dedicated to improve the clan and earning back the money that she usually spent on idiotic stuff (at least she has a conscience thank arcanist). Other than drinking, she usually spends time drawing, which many of her clan mates describe as 'behaving like a child on steroids'.
The clan was founded by the one and only drunkard maniac, with Cecilia and with the help of another clan, the Archangels, Flamboyant coming from there to help out and become a perament resident here. The clan was made with the idea of making it modern and with ways that is similar to the humans of the past, with the clan mates here wearing clothes that is what the current era is (irl).
Of course, since Riev is an imperial, there's a high chance that there would be exterminators to rid if all imperials, as with the Lightweaver (quote the drunkard calling her '' Stupid pee coloured idiot'') stating that the imperials are a mistake. In fact many dragons here are mostly imperials. If any exterminators were to come, the clan would lash at them at full force (cue the drunkard stating "that's rasict").
Bahaha i am unoffically the child of both mzk and lag. io(hint hint) AHAHAHAHA
This dragon pretty much is somewhat bad at managing money, as she has inappropriately used money to buy 100 raffle tickets once, depleting of more than half of the clan's funds, and making a part of the lair have a bar. A drink bar, stocked with alcoholic drinks which is strong enough for any normie, to get knocked out. A victim of this is of Ezeal, who after all this time watching Riev drinking, he decided to have some sips of what she was having. The rest of the story should be obvious to what happened next.
Of course, taking away her bad traits of being a heavy alcoholic, running rampage while drunk, and managing to destroy the bar around 3 times with her heavy duty machine gun, she is quite dedicated to improve the clan and earning back the money that she usually spent on idiotic stuff (at least she has a conscience thank arcanist). Other than drinking, she usually spends time drawing, which many of her clan mates describe as 'behaving like a child on steroids'.
The clan was founded by the one and only drunkard maniac, with Cecilia and with the help of another clan, the Archangels, Flamboyant coming from there to help out and become a perament resident here. The clan was made with the idea of making it modern and with ways that is similar to the humans of the past, with the clan mates here wearing clothes that is what the current era is (irl).
Of course, since Riev is an imperial, there's a high chance that there would be exterminators to rid if all imperials, as with the Lightweaver (quote the drunkard calling her '' Stupid pee coloured idiot'') stating that the imperials are a mistake. In fact many dragons here are mostly imperials. If any exterminators were to come, the clan would lash at them at full force (cue the drunkard stating "that's rasict").
SHE'S ONE GENE AWAY FROM GOING "AMERICA" ON EM
AMERICAA
#466548
»████, ████████ ██████, Goodbye Declaration
The calm before the storm, or perhaps, the wake of destruction the storm brought. That was what one would perceive when laying one's eyes on the wide field.
Death.
Death was what passed through this land.
Buildings blasted into dust, ruins were became what remained of them. Fire licked the grass. Blood was spilled.
If you were unlucky, you would spot dragons, clothed in armor, sleeping on the ground. Their time had passed, and fate was met. The worse ones had their, body parts, scattered around.
It would take a long time to arrange a proper burial.
Even if one's an enemy, you have to show respect for the dead, putting their lives on the line to fight for their leader's ideals.
In the midst of the environment, there was 2 dragons surveying the area. Many more were in the background roaming.
...
"Godfather."
A Ridgeback spoke. A huge Guardian was beside him.
"Seems like the raid was success."
"Great job, my dear child."
"If only they uphold their end of the bargain, this demise would not have befallen on them! Hehe, sucks to be them."
"Truly disappointing of them. If they were to do so, I can predict many more opportunities to work together in the future. Too bad greed took a hold of them."
...
Walking deeper into the post-battlefield, a youngling's cries could be heard.
The 2 approached the source of the sound. There was a small Imperial dragon. The youngling was short in stature, blood was flowing out of her leg. Beside her was a greatsword perhaps too large for her.
"Godfather, there's a survivor!"
The Guardian then crouched beside her.
The child was crying.
"Oh dear, are you alright child?"
"Help, my leg's broken! They've, dragons bombed the clan, and eveyone's sleeping!"
"I, I have to defend, to do my part to get rid of whoever destroyed the walls!"
"But,"
The Imperial reached for her greatsword.
"But, it's you right? I saw, the attackers had the same emblem as you!"
The Imperial, with her best efforts, brandished her greatsword in between her and the 2 strangers.
"..."
"...should we, kill her?"
The Ridgeback whispered to the Guardian.
"Clearly, she's old enough to remember this raid. Forgive me, but, as much as you like to bring orphans in from the results of our, "business dealings", "
"she may try to go for revenge."
The Ridgeback braced for a scolding. He too had been in this youngling's shoes a long time ago, however much, much younger.
He ended up learning about his parents, and his clan's fate when he was older. But by then, he did not harbor ill will towards the godfather.
However, the Guardian did not pay any mind to the Ridgeback's remarks. The Godfather reached out a hand towards the injured Imperial, despite being in range of the blade.
"Come child. I wish not to hurt you."
"This, this is unfortunately not a place for you to linger in anymore. I'll patch you up."
"No!"
The Imperial regripped her weapon.
"Looks like this is going to be a problem, Godfather. She even refused your offer!"
The Guardian continued to pay no heed to the Ridgeback.
"I very much like your determination in killing me, child. Very commendable. However, your leg is broken, and you can't stand."
The young Imperial audibly gulped. The Guardian has a point. But, considering that she has raised her weapon at him, how is he going to spare her?
"...say, what's your name child?"
She's now done for. The Imperial thought. This Guardian is going to kill her.
"R-Rie."
"Rie. What a nice name. My name's Francis Václav."
"Now..."
The Ridgeback suddenly picks up the small Imperial, slumping over his back. The Guardian seemed to have motioned him to do so.
"Hey! Where are you taking me! Put me down!"
Rie was wriggling around, trying to break free.
"Stop moving kid! You're gonna die of blood loss if you keep letting the blood flow that fast!"
"..."
Rie soon gave up trying to escape. Starring up to her old, ruined home, eyelids heavy, she drifted off to sleep.
"Goodbye, forever..."
» 9am, Sunny
"Sigh..."
You think to yourself.
Rie, as per usual, had ran away from her work to be indulged in some matter that had nothing to do with her. You stare at the table, and looked to the top of the paper stack.
"Looks like it's another Tuesday for me... She ought to give me another bonus for this."
When looking through one's plie high of documents, a piece of paper flew out of the stack.
You can tell that it's well, coffee water damaged. You can smell the strong aroma of black? coffee from hovering over it.
You pick it up.
____
15 June ████
Dear diary.
It has been a year since pops kicked me out. I think. I don't remember the exact date, but it was definitely on June. It doesn't help that I only figured out the real time and date 3 months later when I spotted a clock shop in the middle of the Churnscar Wharf! The shopkeeper was a spiral, with a really furry tail. It didn't make any sense, wouldn't the tail get wet and cold every time you slither along the beach?
I daren't tell him about it, he was so sweet and kind, allowing me to stay in his shop for a week before I moved on. At the end of my stay, he even gifted me a watch to tell the time!
I'm currently in the Millmeadows, I think. That's what the locals told me. I'm not all that great with directions, the long distance kind. Along my way, I saw a large banner? moving picture? window? with a hot endowed woman in one of the cities. She had red hair and wields a fire greatsword, like me (except for the fire part)!
I could not describe how she had captured my heart! Her beautiful armor, determined eyes in battle against the villan. Not only am I in love with her, but her ideals too. I want to continue her legacy! I asked one of shopkeepers who she was, and she's a character from a video game.
...
I have no clue what a video game is.
I continued questioning the shopkeeper, and he thus introduced me to the concept, and especially, "mobile phones", which he was selling. It worked and performed functions that mimicked the big picture up there, and other amazing functions, such as being able to contact other dragons from across the other side of Sornieth. So cool! If I was still with Godfather, I would have gotten this for him! And my uncles, aunts, siblings.
Basically everyone!
I got really excited, so excited that while writing this, I am worried if I got scammed, about the purchase of the device. But no matter. In the end, I bought it. For such a revolutionary item, I wouldn't mind overpaying. It did eat up, 40% of my funds for this month though. I have to find work here to fill that dent in my wallet back...
For now, I'll play this video game on my phone! I'm so glad that an old couple allowed me to stay at their place. I met them outside the city, whacked a few monsters that were attacking them. Apparently they went to visit their children, and were coming back home. They mentioned that I was like their child, and enjoyed my company very much.
Did I mention that the dinner they made last night was amazing? So delicious.
For the long term, I have no idea what to do. Maybe I'll explore more of these devices. They're too interesting to not do something with them. And also visit pops again. Sigh, I kind of miss home. Well, whatever. I'll figure everything out in due time.
Signing off,
Rie Václav✰
___
(She trying some of Shiori's preferred smoke at the staircase landing of a building; don't disturb her break.) [Body props does not match, obvzz]
"sO ANYWAYS I STARTED BLASTING-" (Halloween 2019 costume sksksks)
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