Thand
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.97 m
Wingspan
8.78 m
Weight
443.21 kg
Genetics
Sand
Piebald
Piebald
Chocolate
Striation
Striation
Copper
Capsule
Capsule
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
It's strange to not feel the sand grains hit his face anymore.
He's used to constantly being whipped by wind and sand, sometimes rain as an aftershock of thunder.
The air around him here is.. calm. Smells of the sea, pretty warm too.
It rarely rains, and when it does- it doesn't poor. It just drizzles lazily, to water the plants and nothing more.
His clothes are tattered with wear, used to harsher climates and a more fragile temperatures.
It's a good change, this sunshine of theirs.
But it'll take a while to get used to it.
He was hired in as a technician, and improving electrician. Very typical of his element, he knows. Though he never studied it or worked with it himself; he was in the maintenance department for larger electrical structures. There's ton of those, so ton of work.
As of late, though, the newer structures weren't as vulnerable to weather as the old ones, and more and more in his department lost their jobs.
In the rising need for a new profession and something to live off of, he stretched his search parameter a little further, and found that the cities of Light needed some updated equipment.
Stormcatcher knows those acolights love their candles and lanterns.
Hired though he was.
The little town didn't seem to be quite ready for the world of electricity in his opinion, but a waterpump he could give them.
Climbing down to the edge of the sea, he figured that there had to be some way to filtrate the salty water into something drinkable.
Tubes and wires were fitted to and fro, and the older dragons around looked at it as if it was blasphemy (who knows, maybe for them it is).
No one complained when the first drop of filtrated water entered the square, running down an old fashioned pump in between the buildings.
The tavern dragons ran out with buckets and enthusiasm, bellowing about how great this would be! No need to stretch far and wide to find a great water source each year, they had it available at their doorstep.
Soon enough other's joined in on this new invention, and greeted it with eagerness.
The pump needed a lot of tending to, but the steep walls he climbed blew fresh air into his wings, and he felt more like home for every day that passed.
He'd make a modern city out of them yet, though there is a charm to their old fashioned ways.
He's used to constantly being whipped by wind and sand, sometimes rain as an aftershock of thunder.
The air around him here is.. calm. Smells of the sea, pretty warm too.
It rarely rains, and when it does- it doesn't poor. It just drizzles lazily, to water the plants and nothing more.
His clothes are tattered with wear, used to harsher climates and a more fragile temperatures.
It's a good change, this sunshine of theirs.
But it'll take a while to get used to it.
He was hired in as a technician, and improving electrician. Very typical of his element, he knows. Though he never studied it or worked with it himself; he was in the maintenance department for larger electrical structures. There's ton of those, so ton of work.
As of late, though, the newer structures weren't as vulnerable to weather as the old ones, and more and more in his department lost their jobs.
In the rising need for a new profession and something to live off of, he stretched his search parameter a little further, and found that the cities of Light needed some updated equipment.
Stormcatcher knows those acolights love their candles and lanterns.
Hired though he was.
The little town didn't seem to be quite ready for the world of electricity in his opinion, but a waterpump he could give them.
Climbing down to the edge of the sea, he figured that there had to be some way to filtrate the salty water into something drinkable.
Tubes and wires were fitted to and fro, and the older dragons around looked at it as if it was blasphemy (who knows, maybe for them it is).
No one complained when the first drop of filtrated water entered the square, running down an old fashioned pump in between the buildings.
The tavern dragons ran out with buckets and enthusiasm, bellowing about how great this would be! No need to stretch far and wide to find a great water source each year, they had it available at their doorstep.
Soon enough other's joined in on this new invention, and greeted it with eagerness.
The pump needed a lot of tending to, but the steep walls he climbed blew fresh air into his wings, and he felt more like home for every day that passed.
He'd make a modern city out of them yet, though there is a charm to their old fashioned ways.
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This dragon doesn't eat Seafood.
This dragon doesn't eat Plants.
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