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Bizaar

(#51100069)

Level 25 Snapper

Familiar

Sorcerous Arms

Energy: 0/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

6.77 m

Wingspan

2.37 m

Weight

7014.76 kg

Genetics

Goldenrod
Giraffe

Sand
Striation

Amber
Okapi

Hatchday

Apr 17, 2019
(5 years)

Breed

Adult
Snapper

Eye Type

Nature
Uncommon

Level 25 Snapper

Max Level

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

none

Offspring

Biography

Willing to haggle!

B I Z A A R

Wanderer • Healer • Hermit

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INFO:

▸ Sexuality: Demiromantic

▸ Gender: Male

▸ Age: 1 Year

▸ Mate: None

B I O G R A P H Y

A small nocturne was walking slowly through the scorching desert. His scales were scratched by the sand, dry, and slightly pinkish from sunburn, but despite the looming thunderheads on the horizon, he was filled with determination.

He had heard tales of a small little oasis, centered right in the middle of this vast, sandy landscape, and something about the thought called to him, as if he knew he was destined to go there.

The sweet scent of rainwater and lush greenery filled his nose just as the head of some palms appeared on the horizon, and he quickened his pace with anticipation.

Upon arrival, a weathered old Pearlcatcher beckoned him in the corral of shrubs and small trees, the golden bangles on her wings shimmering in the sun. He obeyed and approached, feeling safe. He didn't need to worry about this dragon being hostile. "Welcome, Little One. Say, how did you come to be here?" The little nocturne tried remembering. Who were his parents? He wished he had an answer for this nice dragoness, but all he could remember was sand, heat, and more sand. He must have been traveling longer than he'd thought.

She smiled softly, as if she understood his silence. "Come inside. I have plenty of food and drink to share." She turned and walked under a colorful drape that led into her adobe. Having no other option, he followed her again. The inside of the adobe radiated with a warm amber glow, and smelled slightly of honey and sage. He wondered if this dragoness must ever get lonely, being out here so far away from anyone else. He was about to ask when something shuffled nearby, catching his attention.

A wingless nocturne poked it's head out of a nearby clothes pile and stared at him curiously. "Ooh, another nocturne!" it piped, quickly scampering over to check him out. "Say, Ma, he kinda looks like a smaller version of that one..." the wingless nocturne trailed off and cast it's glance aside. Smaller one? Had his parents been here? He gave the Pearlcatcher a pleading look, but she was busying herself making dinner. He was somewhat startled when she suddenly replied, "I know you want to see your parents, little one. We all do. But sometimes we have to leave the past where it belongs, for our own sake." She wiped her talons on a towel and turned around, smiling gently. "I ensure you, they loved you dearly."

He began to object when suddenly, he felt a warm wing brush his own. A touch so soft and loving, he reacted immediately by trying to brush his wing back, but he felt only empty air. He shivered. The Pearlcatcher's gaze drifted slightly away from him, and she smiled at something over his shoulder. He turned his head to look, but was disappointed with emptiness. "And," she continued cautiously, as if relaying information, "they wanted to name you Bizaar."

STEP-MOM

BESTIE

INFO:

▸ Fav. Color: Sky Blue

▸ Fav. Food: Pineapples

▸ Children: None

▸ Theme: CLICK HERE

_PETS_

____Bizaar has a pet lizard that he brings everywhere with him. He found it drowning in the oasis pool and has cared for it ever since.

____The little lizard is nothing extraordinary in appearance; however, it's very loving and eats all the pesky bugs, so he enjoys having it around.

_FAMILY_

____Bizaar has never been much of a family man. He can't tolerate the energy of hatchlings or the ageism of elders, so he tends to be a recluse, only venturing to town on the rare occasion that he gets sick or needs supplies.

____His parents were journeying across the desert when his mother laid his egg. They were grounded as she was giving birth, when dusk crept upon them, and a venomous viper snuck in behind his parents and poisoned them, leaving them to die and to get buried by the sand. Luckily, his egg was already buried, so the viper didn't find him and eat him.

Bio template by Mibella, find it here.

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Art and Lore by XxDUSKxX

Bizaar

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