Osruil
(#45150287)
Vestil, you're a mad genius, but so thick-headed.
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Energy: 49/50
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
23.95 m
Wingspan
17.88 m
Weight
6760.84 kg
Genetics
Emerald
Jaguar
Jaguar
Amber
Rosette
Rosette
Grapefruit
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Imperial
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
Osruil never expected to end up at the edge of the world, his body battered and bloody, his death fast approaching at the hands of the Emperor he had been sent here to destroy. The ringing in his ears nearly drowned out the roars of the beast and the concerned cries of his teammates as they searched frantically for him. He’d lost all feeling in his right wing; he knew there was no way he’d be flying out of here. As darkness overcame him, he heard the horrendous roar of the beast one last time as his friends struck the final blow... When he awoke again, Osruil found himself elevated on a metal platform, various wires connected to his body and bandages wrapped around his wounds. He lifted his head groggily; he still couldn’t feel one of his wings, and as he turned his head around to inspect the damage, he realized why. His right wing was gone, torn clean off by the Emperor’s claws. The area was numbed now, likely by some sort of magical concoction. Too dazed to care, he continued his sweeping investigation of the room he was being held in. It was some sort of laboratory, filled with various scraps and robotic inventions, though the platform he was on had been cleaned up to become more of a healing space. A nocturne barely a sixth of his size lay sleeping over a table with a large, prosthetic wing on it: half-built, but no doubt for Osruil. The imperial grunted and startled the smaller dragon. Upon noticing his patient was awake, however, the nocturne scuttled over and spoke to him in a gruff, but kind voice. He introduced himself as Vestil, and went on to ask Osruil questions about what had happened to him. But Osruil had laid his tired head back down. So his savior’s name was Vestil... when he woke up again, he’d have to thank him. But for now, he would rest. And so he did. |
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Credits:
Pride Flags | Bamboo Banner | Decor & Divider
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