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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.8 m
Wingspan
6.22 m
Weight
451.09 kg
Genetics
Swamp
Python
Python
Soil
Noxtide
Noxtide
Eldritch
Thylacine
Thylacine
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Bogsneak
EXP: 32 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- none
Biography
Elonkorjuu || The Gracious Garroter
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At this point it was almost a relief to fight. Elonkorjuu’s muscles could take over and her mind could rest. This match wasn’t going to end in anyone’s death, either. Elonkorjuu had been sent to deliver a beating only. That was a relief for her almost as much as it was for the poor beast currently trapped underneath her.
Elonkorjuu shifted her weight slightly to deliver another blow, but then reeled backwards as the other dragon’s tail found an opening and knocked her in the head. That momentary pause was enough for the other dragon to get free.
Elonkorjuu sighed. This was so much more work for both of them. The fact that the other dragon wouldn’t lie still and take the beating was a credit to their tenacity, but showed their idiocy at the same time. If they couldn’t accept an easy punishment that the leaders on high handed out, they wouldn’t last long in this place.
Bogsneaks usually got low to the ground when they fought. The two dragons faced each other, crouching in the dirt and eyeing their opponent.
Elonkorjuu’s head shot out and crashed into the other dragon, who groaned and stumbled.
This move would be more effective with a helmet, Elonkorjuu thought idly as she repeated the attack against the other dragon’s torso and limbs. But it would also be deadlier with a helmet, so it was a good thing that this punishment was a warning. Her tough skull would only leave bruises on her opponent and Elonkorjuu with a slight headache if she overdid it.
The other dragon sliced at her with their claws, and Elonkorjuu hissed with disapproval. The blow caught and ripped the cloth she was wearing, but it didn’t break through her scales.
She threw herself off of the ground and barrelled her body into her opponent’s, knocking them down again.
The dragon finally gave up, although they kept growling at her. It was bizarre to think about, but Elonkorjuu had once been as stubborn as they were. When she was younger, getting defeated in a fight had seemed like the end of the world. Now, of course, she knew better.
Elonkorjuu didn’t love fighting, but she was good at it. At least when she was moving, she didn’t have to think about where her life had brought her.
Elonkorjuu had won this fight, but she was only doing what was required. She felt like she was constantly waging a more crucial battle to stay true to herself, one that she had already lost. There was none of her heart in her life anymore, except for the rare moments when she could let muscle memory take over. Then, she could feel strong. She could feel alive for just a few minutes longer, until the fight ended and the real world rushed back in.
Elonkorjuu held her head low as she pushed through the Unfavored. Most moved out of her way; as a Neutral she wasn't much-but still above them. One of them raised his head and bares his teeth at her as she went to shove him aside. Turning her scarred eye toward him, she leaned in close to the now cowering dragon.
Through clenched teeth she whispered out
"You know not to cross me, Unfavored." Malice dripped from her teeth as she spat out the word "Unfavored".
The dragon scurried away, muttering apologies under his breath.
Elonkorjuu sighed. She made it through the masses of dragons, and collapsed on the rough floor of her cave. Looking around to make sure her cave mates were gone, she quickly opened the satchel attached to her side.
She plucked out some small bones and carefully attached them to the strings adorning her wings. She found she was much more respected if she showed off the kills she accumulated while hunting for the clan.
At the bottom of the bag lay a small tuft of brightly colored hair. Normally she hid this fur in the secret compartment at the bottom of the bag, but it must have come loose when the Unfavored ran into her.
Gingerly she picked up the fur and turned it around in the scattered beams of light reflecting off the ground. This piece had come from a young tundra on one of her first solo hunts. The tundra was deemed less than an Unfavored; she spoke poorly of Tuhkat and he found out.
For her crimes, Tuhkat sent Elonkorjuu to "take care" of her. Everyone knew that that meant murder.
Elonkorjuu could not commit to it however, as she had known the tundra well and didn't want to see her acquaintance suffer. In exchange, she took the tundras right claw, and a tuft of her fur.
She returned the claw to Tuhkat, who was satisfied with that proof of kill. As for the fur, Elonkorjuu crafted the secret pocket to place it in.
The fur would always remind her that while her life was hard and cruel, she at least made one dragons life better.
Taking one more big sigh, the bogsneak returned the fur to the satchel. She glanced up at the light; watching the dancing sunlight turn from golden yellow to a deep sunset orange. Closing her eyes, she drifted off to dream of a better life.
Backstory lore written by MorningDove and Slaythiest
completed 7/8/19
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At this point it was almost a relief to fight. Elonkorjuu’s muscles could take over and her mind could rest. This match wasn’t going to end in anyone’s death, either. Elonkorjuu had been sent to deliver a beating only. That was a relief for her almost as much as it was for the poor beast currently trapped underneath her.
Elonkorjuu shifted her weight slightly to deliver another blow, but then reeled backwards as the other dragon’s tail found an opening and knocked her in the head. That momentary pause was enough for the other dragon to get free.
Elonkorjuu sighed. This was so much more work for both of them. The fact that the other dragon wouldn’t lie still and take the beating was a credit to their tenacity, but showed their idiocy at the same time. If they couldn’t accept an easy punishment that the leaders on high handed out, they wouldn’t last long in this place.
Bogsneaks usually got low to the ground when they fought. The two dragons faced each other, crouching in the dirt and eyeing their opponent.
Elonkorjuu’s head shot out and crashed into the other dragon, who groaned and stumbled.
This move would be more effective with a helmet, Elonkorjuu thought idly as she repeated the attack against the other dragon’s torso and limbs. But it would also be deadlier with a helmet, so it was a good thing that this punishment was a warning. Her tough skull would only leave bruises on her opponent and Elonkorjuu with a slight headache if she overdid it.
The other dragon sliced at her with their claws, and Elonkorjuu hissed with disapproval. The blow caught and ripped the cloth she was wearing, but it didn’t break through her scales.
She threw herself off of the ground and barrelled her body into her opponent’s, knocking them down again.
The dragon finally gave up, although they kept growling at her. It was bizarre to think about, but Elonkorjuu had once been as stubborn as they were. When she was younger, getting defeated in a fight had seemed like the end of the world. Now, of course, she knew better.
Elonkorjuu didn’t love fighting, but she was good at it. At least when she was moving, she didn’t have to think about where her life had brought her.
Elonkorjuu had won this fight, but she was only doing what was required. She felt like she was constantly waging a more crucial battle to stay true to herself, one that she had already lost. There was none of her heart in her life anymore, except for the rare moments when she could let muscle memory take over. Then, she could feel strong. She could feel alive for just a few minutes longer, until the fight ended and the real world rushed back in.
Elonkorjuu held her head low as she pushed through the Unfavored. Most moved out of her way; as a Neutral she wasn't much-but still above them. One of them raised his head and bares his teeth at her as she went to shove him aside. Turning her scarred eye toward him, she leaned in close to the now cowering dragon.
Through clenched teeth she whispered out
"You know not to cross me, Unfavored." Malice dripped from her teeth as she spat out the word "Unfavored".
The dragon scurried away, muttering apologies under his breath.
Elonkorjuu sighed. She made it through the masses of dragons, and collapsed on the rough floor of her cave. Looking around to make sure her cave mates were gone, she quickly opened the satchel attached to her side.
She plucked out some small bones and carefully attached them to the strings adorning her wings. She found she was much more respected if she showed off the kills she accumulated while hunting for the clan.
At the bottom of the bag lay a small tuft of brightly colored hair. Normally she hid this fur in the secret compartment at the bottom of the bag, but it must have come loose when the Unfavored ran into her.
Gingerly she picked up the fur and turned it around in the scattered beams of light reflecting off the ground. This piece had come from a young tundra on one of her first solo hunts. The tundra was deemed less than an Unfavored; she spoke poorly of Tuhkat and he found out.
For her crimes, Tuhkat sent Elonkorjuu to "take care" of her. Everyone knew that that meant murder.
Elonkorjuu could not commit to it however, as she had known the tundra well and didn't want to see her acquaintance suffer. In exchange, she took the tundras right claw, and a tuft of her fur.
She returned the claw to Tuhkat, who was satisfied with that proof of kill. As for the fur, Elonkorjuu crafted the secret pocket to place it in.
The fur would always remind her that while her life was hard and cruel, she at least made one dragons life better.
Taking one more big sigh, the bogsneak returned the fur to the satchel. She glanced up at the light; watching the dancing sunlight turn from golden yellow to a deep sunset orange. Closing her eyes, she drifted off to dream of a better life.
Backstory lore written by MorningDove and Slaythiest
completed 7/8/19
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