Haven
(#47102513)
Level 3 Spiral
Familiar
Ghosthost Viola
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Water.
Male Spiral
This dragon is on a Coliseum team.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.13 m
Wingspan
2.58 m
Weight
88.77 kg
Genetics
Midnight
Iridescent
Iridescent
Midnight
Spinner
Spinner
Stonewash
Firefly
Firefly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 3 Spiral
EXP: 627 / 1401
STR
10
AGI
10
DEF
9
QCK
9
INT
9
VIT
10
MND
8
Biography
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H A V E N
Handsome Thief "Love me. Hate me. Either way, you're probably missing a lot of something."   
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 B I O G R A P H Y
A tragic spiral with a tragic, painful TEAR JERKING backstory, Haven came from nothing. Thrown away by his parents and siblings, Haven grew up completely alone in The Sea of a Thousand Currents. In his free time, he explored everything from the Tsunami Flats to the Spiral Keep, trying to keep himself entertained with exploration and gathering enough food to survive everyday. However, over time, Haven found himself getting more and more bored with whatever daily routine he had gotten himself into. He began stealing from other clans, little by little. First going for minor, defenseless clans and gaining experience and then moving up and onto bigger clans with more dragons to steal from. He would steal anything and everything. Familiars, memorabilia, treasure, gems, food. You name it, he stole it. As Haven got older, he got more and more bored of staying in one area and he began to branch out, becoming what could be considered a nomad. He lived on his own and stole on his own. It was around this time when Haven became particularly interested in Avolare. His reasoning for staying? Well, you see Haven met a young spiral named Lux. Like him, Lux had been abandoned as a hatchling though the circumstances were different. Lux had people taking care of her, however, Haven couldn't help but feel empathy for her. No parents. No personal belongings. Not many friends. Lux was talkative as most spirals are and she seemed bright, having been given a spot as Devotee of the Lightweaver the moment she was taken into the clan. Haven, though a little jealous of that fact, made it his duty to be Lux's secret protector and provider Haven began to steal things left and right from other clans and give them to little Lux. He built her a secret base for her to go to whenever she was sad or mad and he provided a strange type of friendship no one else in the clan could. Something like a mentor but also... Not. Soon after Haven and Lux's friendship began, members of Avolare took notice. Specifically, Lux's caretaker Grim, who had made it his charge to protect Lux after first meeting her. Grim ended up explaining the situation to Adonai, Captain of the Guardia of Avolare, and the two took it into their own hands to protect Lux. This led to a whole bunch of misadventures in trying to get rid of Haven but there was no end to Haven's crazy and dangerous shenanigans. To this day, Haven is still a nuisance to the clan but Lux seems to be fine with their strange bond even though Grim and Adonai are not pleased. You know what they say. "Never a dull moment." 
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S T O R Y T I M E
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O D D S & E N D S
Theme Song: DANGEROUS by LEFT BOY from MADE JOUR LABEL
Notes
N/A Haven and Shade: Just a Mini Roleplay Quote:
 Clicky~ Diara and Haven! Hoooooooo! Now there's a little lady who needs to lighten up some of that load... The minute he set his eyes upon that 'claw in all of that shiny, glorious get up, he knew he could throw out that morning grog for a quick escapade. Why, all those silks, all that gold, lavish and free.. and all the same so tight along her form.. nah, just a little bit wouldn't hurt if he couldn't get all of it off of her. Pushing his hood back, he continued his watch keen as ever, cocking his head ever so slightly as he spied the little building she slipped into. Ha, the cafe - she so would. Swiftly now, he slithered down to the dainty coffee shop, gliding effortlessly behind another who'd so graciously held the door (nah, just an inconspicuous trailing). Once he was inside.. the game began. His optics settled near immediately upon the dragoness of regality, and instinctively he upped his game; smoothing down the feathers just to the tips in order to effectively flaunt them to her (she seemed to be a fan of some precious down...) and perking up a signature smirk, he took a seat right by her at the counter. Before she could order, his smooth voice played right through to the barista, "Dark Coffee, if you please." "And who would that be for?" His smirk widened and he leaned forward, cupping his jaws - a single eye focused on the figure at his side. As he whispers the name, he gives her a wink - and is rewarded with a mere roll of the eyes. He simply chuckles.. no no, he's not done with her yet. He waves the back of his hand to dismiss the barista despite her intrigue, now turning his chair in a singular, smooth rotation towards the dragoness. "Well hey there, sugar~ ready to get right into action?" She glared at him tiredly, and it seemed as though he'd already done his duty in adding to her exasperation - he suppressed a giggle. It was her quip that made his interest really quirk, though: "Mhm.. don't think you are, though." She produced a single coin, snatched right from his own paw - and for a single, hapless moment, he watched as she set it on the counter for the barista. "Latte." She commanded, her voice a bare growl to subdue otherwise pleasant tones - and you know what she did? Yep, she god dang mimicked him - but boiling excitement from such actions inflamed his persistence. So she's got some sticky fingers, eh? /Please/. He looked her over for a warm-up thievery, before he found himself once more distracted by the barista. In a moment's notice she'd returned with the beverages, passing the orders opposite. He could hear a vaguely amused snicker, but moreso a scoff, from the wanna-be thief. Haven let loose a little 'hm hm' in regards to his minimal success, now dropping his eyes eagerly to the latte. Two simple words... F*ck you. Damn, alright, his jaws undid to speak sweet words once again - only to pause when she snatched the latte and began to down it. A small, small shred of sympathy, shown just slightly in her disdainful gaze and gentle motions, allowed him to take the black coffee at least. "You can pay for that one, too." Oh-hoh, she learnt slow. "Sorry sweetheart, I don't pay until the song ends." He grinned, daring to cast her a solid wink - such a gesture without regret, even when she looked about prepared to smack a b*tch. "I'm sure you'd be pleased, then, to know this little 'dance' ain't over yet." "Well I would hope not-" She went for another one of his coins, to which he deflected in a simple swat of a paw. A soft chuckle rolled from his jaws, just barely giving rise to the same dangerousness that eyed him. "Please, girl, you couldn't keep up if you tried." Her piercing glare threatened, "really? right now?" but her hands were already back in motion. Haven merely retained a stupid, coy grin as he worked to undo the talons that hoped to tangle his own, finding barest struggle in the handsy squabble which - thankfully, with the morn - was noticed only by quizzical 'tenders. By the end of it, they both seemed to come out with nothing - only the intense boiling of agitation from the Wildclaw, which he positively beamed at. She scooted in a rushing thrust of her chair, grunting as she hoped to escape his company - which, for now, he allowed. "You'll be back soon enough, sweet thing." "We'll see who comes back first." She shouted, slamming the door after wagging a little feather between her digits - one of his own. She would. He surmised, additionally, she'd probably gotten at more his coin - he snorted and rolled his eyes playfully, sinking back into his seat while producing what he himself had taken. A little, purely golden star, swishing heavily on the chain Haven gripped. "Just a little something to remember her by, then..." He chuckled. SolifugeSpace wrote on 2019-10-15 09:00:42:
Haven once stole a pearl from a Pearlcatcher, as cold as he is. As a sly pickpocker, he also steals from poor clans. Heck, he would even steal from his partner if he had the chance.
SimplyNashie wrote on 2019-11-23 17:48:56:
One of his prized posessions is a gem that once adorned the forehead of a skydancer no bodys sure how he got it but the fact he has it alone is unbelievably unnerving. Hes truly a Dragon you dont want to mess with.
(I figured the few words would do it most justice sorry it's so short)
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