Cel
(#44738034)
Level 1 Spiral
Familiar
Steelhound
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Lightning.
Male Spiral
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
3.9 m
Wingspan
2.35 m
Weight
61.47 kg
Genetics
Sanddollar
Skink
Skink
Mist
Edged
Edged
Platinum
Capsule
Capsule
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Spiral
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
8
DEF
6
QCK
8
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
5
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- none
Biography
Cel old fashioned smarty-pants impatient DETAILS ROLE; engineer GENDER; non binary PRONOUNS; they/them ORIENTATIONS; panromantic ALIGNMENT; neutral good LIKES; collecting gadgets DISLIKES; small spaces RELATIONS NAME; relation NAME; relation NAME; relation ART crayon headshot by uyi Gijinka by Gainstrive xxx by credit  
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they're an... interesting dragon, to say the least. they are a whizz at engineering and circuitry, and so are brought on trips when there may be electrical traps or robotic guardians that need dealing with. they love finding out about ancient technology and hoard that stuff. own a whole lot of trinkets in their den Warm fire crackled underneath the clear night sky, timber glowing a sweet amber as they were nudged with the clan's dedicated bonfire stick. Everyone was happily chatting while they waited for that night's dinner to be cooked, the smell of roasting beef permeating the air. It was not cold, but the sight of fat dripping into a roaring flame brought a shiver down the dragons' spines as they imagined licking their salted fingers after a filling meal. A pudgy Spiral clad in curious gadgets and trinkets watched the red soot erupt up into the sky with each prod of the fire, chin resting upon their hands, body stretched out. Eventually, their eyes glazed over as their mind began to wander, a soft blanket wrapped around their brain. ~ "And who is this?" A significantly younger version of the Spiral asked, peering through a small window into a room. Inside slept a plain, grey Wildclaw on a quaint bed, his collar a brilliant blue. There didn't seem to be anything special about him, but the dragon knew better than to assume things around here. "That's our most recent rescue," grunted an elderly Guardian, lab coat stained with various colours and soot. "He was found after a small pack of Mirrors reported odd sightings of displays of magic within a cave just south of here. He acts perfectly normal, but after some tests it was found that this one can control more than one element." He slid a white keycard through the lockpad, a monotone beep pinging out as an indicator turned green. They nudged it open, stepping inside the room. The only objects in there was the bed that the rescue rested on and a basic round table in the centre, with a vibrant Tiger Lily taking the spotlight. Fuzzy carpet tickled at their feet, a pleasant sensation after clacking down corridors covered with clean tiles the entire day, especially without having to hear the repetitive tik-tak sound. They found the place bare but pleasant to look at, as they always did with newly occupied rooms. "That's quite impressive. But, surely that means that he can't use his magic at the level of the average dragon? What about with conflicting elements?" They queried as the Guardian dragged himself over to the rescue, metal feet still making a hefty thud on the floor like a hippo with each step. His fingers ran through his singed beard as he looked down at him like an artist analysing his painting. "Do you know why I brought you here?" "Ehm, to show me around the rescues?" "Yes, but I brought you here specifically. No, don't guess now. As a newly promoted employee, you will now gain your own rescue to research. This one here," a claw pointed at the dragon, still peacefully sleeping like a hatchling, "is your partner.". ~ "Ahem. Cel?" An impatient voice repeated. The Spiral jumped, glasses dangerously sliding down their snout. "Oh, pardon me. Is the food ready?" They stumbled with their words, mind still hazy with memory. "Yeah. It was about half an hour ago. You still alive or somethin'?" A pink Wildclaw huffed, his foot tapping against the cracked earth. "I think so." They looked at him, a curious sense of pride filling their chest. They will never leave him. Never. |
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