Magnar
(#51386995)
Level 1 Mirror
Familiar
Chillriver Bucktooth
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Lightning.
Male Mirror
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
6.76 m
Wingspan
4.26 m
Weight
685.61 kg
Genetics
Storm
Falcon
Falcon
Platinum
Facet
Facet
Twilight
Ghost
Ghost
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Mirror
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
8
DEF
6
QCK
8
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
5
Biography
Quiet | Weak Physically | Anxious | Caring | Interested in Magic | Prince of the clan
You don't quite remember much of your early days as a hatchling, though your mother toldyou the story of the day you hatched. Well less hatched and more pulled out of your egg as you were apparently too weak to even break the shell on your own. Your muscles hadn't formed properly as they were soft like fat tissue. You were alive, but you apparently were having trouble breathing because of it.
The one thing you really remember from that time was very vague. Something bright orange like the soft glow of a sunset. When you asked your mother she mentioned taking you to a healer from another clan for your condition. That soft orange glow that you remembered was a healer apparently named Phosphora. Apparently after a day long procedure she was able to help your muscles reform properly.
Although your condition was resolved, your muscles were left significantly weaker than most Mirrors your age. You were out of the woods so to say, but you had to live with the fact that you were physically weak for the rest of your life. You have constantly felt pain coming from your arms and legs ever since though most days it was manageable. As a result though your mother tends to hover over your wings and tends to be overprotective of you.
She constantly told you that it was merely because you were her little prince, but you had the suspicion that she was afraid you'd collapse if you left her line of sight.
These events from your early formative years have left you with the desire to pursue the realms of magic. Your mother disapproves of your goal in life, but you were insistent on your desire. Once you were old enough you snuck out of the lair one night and set off into the night to find a mentor. You eventually came across a small cave that housed a kindly old Tundra who proclaimed himself to be a master magician.
You were intrigued so you asked him to teach you. It took a few days to convince him, but he eventually agreed to your pleas. Your mother certainly didn't approve of you sneaking off, but you were now a student of magic and there was nothing she could do to really stop you.
Outfit Plan:
You don't quite remember much of your early days as a hatchling, though your mother toldyou the story of the day you hatched. Well less hatched and more pulled out of your egg as you were apparently too weak to even break the shell on your own. Your muscles hadn't formed properly as they were soft like fat tissue. You were alive, but you apparently were having trouble breathing because of it.
The one thing you really remember from that time was very vague. Something bright orange like the soft glow of a sunset. When you asked your mother she mentioned taking you to a healer from another clan for your condition. That soft orange glow that you remembered was a healer apparently named Phosphora. Apparently after a day long procedure she was able to help your muscles reform properly.
Although your condition was resolved, your muscles were left significantly weaker than most Mirrors your age. You were out of the woods so to say, but you had to live with the fact that you were physically weak for the rest of your life. You have constantly felt pain coming from your arms and legs ever since though most days it was manageable. As a result though your mother tends to hover over your wings and tends to be overprotective of you.
She constantly told you that it was merely because you were her little prince, but you had the suspicion that she was afraid you'd collapse if you left her line of sight.
These events from your early formative years have left you with the desire to pursue the realms of magic. Your mother disapproves of your goal in life, but you were insistent on your desire. Once you were old enough you snuck out of the lair one night and set off into the night to find a mentor. You eventually came across a small cave that housed a kindly old Tundra who proclaimed himself to be a master magician.
You were intrigued so you asked him to teach you. It took a few days to convince him, but he eventually agreed to your pleas. Your mother certainly didn't approve of you sneaking off, but you were now a student of magic and there was nothing she could do to really stop you.
Outfit Plan:
Magnar
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