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Locus

(#44253766)

Level 1 Spiral

Familiar

Enstatite Burrower

Energy: 0/50

Personal Style

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Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

2.68 m

Wingspan

2.58 m

Weight

106.53 kg

Genetics

Eldritch
Tiger

Coal
Shimmer

Coal
Basic

Hatchday

Aug 12, 2018
(5 years)

Breed

Adult
Spiral

Eye Type

Arcane
Primal

Level 1 Spiral

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

Biography

L O C U S

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The Forgotten

"Hello, little one. Oh, don't run away, this won't hurt.
Let the Shade consume you"

A huge THANK YOU to Sojubean for giving me the Companion Comet! You made my day and I'll remember this forever!

T H E M E

Remember Me

F A M I L Y

Father
Asterion

Mother
Soel

ABOUT BRYNMOR

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P E R S O N A L I T Y

Brynmor has been always a quiet, gentle and eccentric dragon. Always helpful, did eveything he could to help the other. Raised by kings, the imperial had excellent manners and behaviour. Extremely polite and can be cold on occasion. After the fight with his family and the old kingdom fell, Brynmor was possessed by the Shade. He started being obsessed with it, trying to unlock that ancient magic. He's, now, somewhat between the border of insanity and madness. That old polite prince is gone. There's only... the Shade.

R O L E

He hated that life. Too much gold, too much pride and too much money. He never liked being a prince. Of course he faked it, for the sake of his family's name, but everyone on the castle knew. His brothers bullied him for it, but honestly? He didn't care much. He spent his whole life running away from that place, and his actual parents never cared. The ones who raised him and he considers as his true parents: Asterion and Soel.

Being a teenager, he discovered a gift. Something no one expected, except him parents. Magic. Powers no one had in eóns. Asterion and Soel quickly found a master for him, Ametrine, and he started to train. In a few months, he already surpassed her, being a really powerful warlock. After discussing with his parents, he quit the noble life once for all and left, searching for a way to discover more of his powers.

On this journey, he had the honor to meet the Arcane god, the Arcanist. The deity explained that he was a reincarnation of what existed before him, the magi. Extremely powerful beings who could bend the reality with a snap. Then, he teached everything he knew for the Imperial with one condition. That he helped the god going after the Shade parts scattered around the Sornieth. Brynmor agreed and finally became a true magi.

After this long journey, he came back home, now with a different lair and his parents in the leadership. Now the fun really begins.

The war against the Shade has begun.

Brynmor looked away at the horizon. As they were in the Arcane domains, little balls of light floated everywere, bringing a magic feeling to the place. Closing his eyes, he could feel the power of his domain pumping through his veins, in every part of his body. He enjoys it. When concentrated, his runes, scattered on his body, glow more strong, meaning his conection to the domain was getting stronger. Opening his eyes, a familiar and usual glow got his attention. His star. A gift given by The Arcanist for his father, Asterion, and then to him. She always keep circling her owner, sometimes protecting, sometimes just a little entertainment. Laying down on a huge crystal, Brynmor started to play with her, tossing her to other directions, but she was connected to him, always coming back. Made of pure energy, the star makes the connection to the domain more stronger, more deep

He could feel something changing up from inside. It doesn't bring a bad feeling about, it feels rather nice. But being who he is, reading is one of the things he adores the most. Having this huge amout of information on his head could bring the anwser to why this is happening. He does not know. There is nothing, absolute nothing saying about what he's feeling. Bugged out by the situation, he went ask to The Arcanist about this. The deity didn't anwser the question, only said: "With time you will know". The imperial sat down on his little part on the Lair, just as usual. The crystals around him bring a pleasing vibe to the place. He didn't notice, though, his refletion on the shiny rock. His eyes. They were turning pink. Just like an Arcane Dragon. Maybe his domain was magical, just like the legends.

The Imperial doesn't know where he got his taste for Cosmology and Astronomy. Maybe because of his parents. Or maybe because he spent his whole life in the Arcane domains. Well, it doesn't matter. Together with The Arcanist, he works at The Observatory, discovering new stars, new galaxies. Simultaneously, being the leader and the headmaster, going to the Institute to check out everything. Search parties for food are always done in the right time; when the students need something, he personally gets it for them. And occasionally, he likes to teach. Having those curious eyes asking about what's out there makes his heart happy. So when he has some free time, Brynmor volunteers himself for those classes.

This is it. His perfect life.

After becoming the leader, his heart travelled to the past. He missed his parents, who went to serve The Arcanist. For days, he couldn't concentrate or do any task as the headmaster. Funny, the solution came in the music. A band, called Dragon's Breath (they belong to Chompella) joined the Institute, becoming music teachers. He, little by little, learned how to sing and play a few instruments. Then the idea came. He could put those hurtful feelings into a song, so they finally could get away. And that's what he did.

"This melody is for them, Asterion and Soel. My dear parents who had to leave us. But I wanted to be sure that they, even far away, could remember me. Remember us, his lair, who will be waiting forever for your return."

Check his theme to see the song.

I don't remember my old lair. Many friends I've known said that they could remeber their parents cuddling them, before they got out. I don't. I don't even know my biological parent's names. My first memory is my father taking me. His gentle smile, his fluffy fur taking me in as if I was one of his own. He and my mother, Soel, showed my the tiny and new-born lair they'd just built. Just me and another two oe three dragons were around. Then I started to grow and so did the lair. Many different dragons started to come and I felt like home. Then he, together with our god, Arcanist, created the Dreamrose Institute, to pass on the knowlegde they had. And, of course, they both started to teach me everything they had. I've met many friends who are still with me, just as Sirius. With those light eyes with fear, I knew something was wrong. And it was. Not because of her past, and yet because of the other students. She even slept in my room! I protected her over and over from those trying to harm her. I just didn't imagine that after all that I passed, they were actually preparing me. My parents exalted themselves, leaving the whole leadership of the lair and the Institute for me.

My world just got blank. I didn't knew what to do. I had no experience, I had nothing to be a leader. I wasn't a leader, my father was, my mother was! I cried for days, with everyone trying to confort me, even the Arcanist. He said to me that it was my parent's choice, and I should take his place because it was their last wish before they left. Even afraid, I got up and decided to take it. So it begun my adventure being the leader and headmaster at the same time. Sirius, for instance, got promoted. To vice-heademster. By me. Of course I didn't want her to suffer even more! Now she takes the job very seriously and well-made, if I do say so myself. I continued to work even harder and grow everyday. People started to say that now I looked more old, more strong, more leader likely.

Oh, I forgot to tell about them Cosmic Gods. Me and the Arcanist discovered them outside the Observatory, Three weird creatures looking confused everywhere. After a few not-understandable moments, they used out languade and we could speak to each other. They were entities who live in the Cosmos, surviving with it's energy. They got curious and .

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I N V E N T O R Y

A R T S

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C R E D I T S

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