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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
5.55 m
Wingspan
6.8 m
Weight
470.8 kg
Genetics
Sunset
Slime
Slime
Bubblegum
Basic
Basic
Terracotta
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 6 Nocturne
EXP: 6514 / 8380
STR
7
AGI
8
DEF
6
QCK
8
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
5
Biography
Head Librarian Luceat gazed upon the several stacks of books in front of him, each stack being taller than he was. Some were book returns, and some came from the clan's most recent spoils of war. How the books got to him did not matter because it was still his job to put them all away in order, and that was no easy task.
The coatl flicked his tongue in annoyance. "Better stolen than gone. At least that dumb, orange nocturne didn't burn down their library this time."
"Did you say 'dumb orange nocturne'?"
Luceat spun around in fear. Fortunately, she was not the nocturne he was referring to. She was an orange nocturne dressed like a seafarer who had ducked to avoid the coatl's tail when he was turning.
"Apologies, I didn't know you were there!" Luceat said, the feathers on his wings relaxing. "And no, I was thinking of a different dragon. He's a loud brute from the fire dragonflight that takes pleasure in burning anything flammable. I've banned him from my library, but he still barges in from time to time just to annoy me. Anyways, is there anything you..."
Luceat studied the nocturne again and realized he had no recollection of her. "Excuse me, but do I know you?"
The nocturne shook her head. "I'm new here, so I'm still trying to learn everybody's names. I'm Aramina, by the way."
Luceat resisted flicking his tongue out in disdain. He knew it wasn't Aramina's fault, but it always upset him whenever he met new arrivals, especially if they were young like her. They always ended up dead, jaded, or develop a thirst for blood like the fire nocturne he hated so much. How was this warmongering clan so good at attracting new recruits?
"Pleasure to meet you, Aramina. My name is Luceat."
"Oh! So you're the Head Librarian?"
"Yep, that's me."
"Oh, that's wonderful! Can you help me find something, please? Pretty please?"
Luceat glanced at the stacks of books behind him. He wanted to finish sorting them as soon as possible, but he supposed that would have to wait. "Of course, what do you need?"
"Do you have a map of Sorneith?" Aramina asked with a hint of desperateness in her voice like the things were some sort of rare text. Luceat almost laughed. In reality, he had dozens upon dozens of maps depicting the continent in his collection. Most of them were stolen by his clan, obviously.
"They're over in the maps section. Come with me." He led Aramina down a flight of stairs to another wall of bookcases that were filled to the brim. In the geography section, he picked a book from one of the top shelves and flipped right to the atlas on his first attempt. It was a procedure embedded in his muscle memory. He handed off the book to Aramina, who merely stared at the book.
"I just realize this isn't going to help me," she admitted. She set the book down on a nearby table, still open to the atlas.
(wip)
The coatl flicked his tongue in annoyance. "Better stolen than gone. At least that dumb, orange nocturne didn't burn down their library this time."
"Did you say 'dumb orange nocturne'?"
Luceat spun around in fear. Fortunately, she was not the nocturne he was referring to. She was an orange nocturne dressed like a seafarer who had ducked to avoid the coatl's tail when he was turning.
"Apologies, I didn't know you were there!" Luceat said, the feathers on his wings relaxing. "And no, I was thinking of a different dragon. He's a loud brute from the fire dragonflight that takes pleasure in burning anything flammable. I've banned him from my library, but he still barges in from time to time just to annoy me. Anyways, is there anything you..."
Luceat studied the nocturne again and realized he had no recollection of her. "Excuse me, but do I know you?"
The nocturne shook her head. "I'm new here, so I'm still trying to learn everybody's names. I'm Aramina, by the way."
Luceat resisted flicking his tongue out in disdain. He knew it wasn't Aramina's fault, but it always upset him whenever he met new arrivals, especially if they were young like her. They always ended up dead, jaded, or develop a thirst for blood like the fire nocturne he hated so much. How was this warmongering clan so good at attracting new recruits?
"Pleasure to meet you, Aramina. My name is Luceat."
"Oh! So you're the Head Librarian?"
"Yep, that's me."
"Oh, that's wonderful! Can you help me find something, please? Pretty please?"
Luceat glanced at the stacks of books behind him. He wanted to finish sorting them as soon as possible, but he supposed that would have to wait. "Of course, what do you need?"
"Do you have a map of Sorneith?" Aramina asked with a hint of desperateness in her voice like the things were some sort of rare text. Luceat almost laughed. In reality, he had dozens upon dozens of maps depicting the continent in his collection. Most of them were stolen by his clan, obviously.
"They're over in the maps section. Come with me." He led Aramina down a flight of stairs to another wall of bookcases that were filled to the brim. In the geography section, he picked a book from one of the top shelves and flipped right to the atlas on his first attempt. It was a procedure embedded in his muscle memory. He handed off the book to Aramina, who merely stared at the book.
"I just realize this isn't going to help me," she admitted. She set the book down on a nearby table, still open to the atlas.
(wip)
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