Kerrich
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
28.64 m
Wingspan
23.79 m
Weight
7471.57 kg
Genetics
Antique
Wasp
Wasp
White
Alloy
Alloy
Ice
Stained
Stained
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
"CHAUFFEUR."
That's what the wooden signpost says. There's really only one thing it could be referring to: the massive, bone-white Imperial that stands ladened with what probably passes for "finery" in this region of Sornieth.
It is not a relaxed stillness. His muscles are taut; his stance rigid and strained. There is no attempt to hide the intense malice in his eyes, which only bother glaring at you from their corners before fixing themselves firmly ahead. He does not move again, even when you attempt to ask him for information on the area, where the hotel is, or even his name.
There's nothing else around but you, him, and the signpost.
You move closer. He lowers his body, as if you allow you on. His jaw is clenched.
This feels like a bad idea, you think. Even as you right yourself on top of his back, you feel that you probably should not do this. Common sense would dictate that you didn't...but self-preservation has you worried about those Mirror pack howls you've been hearing for the past three nights.
You grip the reins a bit tighter - not to lead, but to feel some sense of stability, to ground yourself in thumbing a digit over the hemp strands until your journey comes to an end.
That's what the wooden signpost says. There's really only one thing it could be referring to: the massive, bone-white Imperial that stands ladened with what probably passes for "finery" in this region of Sornieth.
It is not a relaxed stillness. His muscles are taut; his stance rigid and strained. There is no attempt to hide the intense malice in his eyes, which only bother glaring at you from their corners before fixing themselves firmly ahead. He does not move again, even when you attempt to ask him for information on the area, where the hotel is, or even his name.
There's nothing else around but you, him, and the signpost.
You move closer. He lowers his body, as if you allow you on. His jaw is clenched.
This feels like a bad idea, you think. Even as you right yourself on top of his back, you feel that you probably should not do this. Common sense would dictate that you didn't...but self-preservation has you worried about those Mirror pack howls you've been hearing for the past three nights.
You grip the reins a bit tighter - not to lead, but to feel some sense of stability, to ground yourself in thumbing a digit over the hemp strands until your journey comes to an end.
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Insect stocks are currently depleted.
Meat stocks are currently depleted.
Seafood stocks are currently depleted.
Plant stocks are currently depleted.
Exalting Kerrich to the service of the Plaguebringer will remove them from your lair forever. They will leave behind a small sum of riches that they have accumulated. This action is irreversible.
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