Isotta
(#42188756)
Level 1 Wildclaw
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Energy: 50/50
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
6.39 m
Wingspan
7.97 m
Weight
625.33 kg
Genetics
Umber
Wasp
Wasp
Umber
Butterfly
Butterfly
Dirt
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Wildclaw
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
8
AGI
9
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
6
Biography
He had lost it. All of it. And trying to get it all back felt useless to him.
As he paced his room, more and more frustration rooted through him, nothing he thought of was right. It was all so very, very wrong. The lump in his throat making it nearly impossible to swallow, his thoughts growing darker.
He turned to look at the makeshift mirror he had propped up in the corner of his room, his eyes welling up as he looked apon the mess that stared back at him. It almost looked like it was mocking him...
He swivelled himself away from the mirror, his eyes are blinded with tears now, as he tried making his way to his bed. It all felt useless now, nothing he could do. 'Self-conflict and blame was all there was then. And that's how it is now. You.' he thought, snarling at the thought. 'It was you. How could you be so blind.' his body started to quiver violently with all the rage and fear he felt.
She was all he had, after all. He let her slip away through the cracks. How could he have been so blind to the signs..
He collapsed onto his bed, letting all sadness flow out of him in his tears, curling up into a ball, wings wrapped around him to hide in a cocoon of self-comfort.
His thoughts clouded his mind as his eyes closed.
"... Why?" He whimpered.
But this time, no one replied.
As he paced his room, more and more frustration rooted through him, nothing he thought of was right. It was all so very, very wrong. The lump in his throat making it nearly impossible to swallow, his thoughts growing darker.
He turned to look at the makeshift mirror he had propped up in the corner of his room, his eyes welling up as he looked apon the mess that stared back at him. It almost looked like it was mocking him...
He swivelled himself away from the mirror, his eyes are blinded with tears now, as he tried making his way to his bed. It all felt useless now, nothing he could do. 'Self-conflict and blame was all there was then. And that's how it is now. You.' he thought, snarling at the thought. 'It was you. How could you be so blind.' his body started to quiver violently with all the rage and fear he felt.
She was all he had, after all. He let her slip away through the cracks. How could he have been so blind to the signs..
He collapsed onto his bed, letting all sadness flow out of him in his tears, curling up into a ball, wings wrapped around him to hide in a cocoon of self-comfort.
His thoughts clouded his mind as his eyes closed.
"... Why?" He whimpered.
But this time, no one replied.
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This dragon doesn't eat Insects.
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This dragon doesn't eat Seafood.
This dragon doesn't eat Plants.
Exalting Isotta to the service of the Arcanist 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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