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Personal Style
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Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
2.12 m
Wingspan
0.32 m
Weight
94.31 kg
Genetics
Violet
Phantom (Gaoler)
Phantom (Gaoler)
Violet
Breakup (Gaoler)
Breakup (Gaoler)
Wisteria
Runes (Gaoler)
Runes (Gaoler)
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Gaoler
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
It was an accident..
Una had set off on a journey, he was searching for the prison deep in the ice territory. He and a group of like minded dragons were going to learn the truth of what lies hidden. They never made it, a snowstorm decended upon them with hell's fury, the group attempted to find shelter yet the storm was unforgiving. Howls surrounded them, what they had hoped to be wind were blood stained creatures; growling and snarling the creatures attacked overpowering each and every dragon who had become blind in the harsh wind. They all feel screaming in fear and agony as the scattered in hopes of survival. That is all but Una, who lay crumpled on hardened snow clutching his locket with the picture of them all, his would spend his final moments wishing his family well....
The bleak white landscape started to fade as one of these creatures approaches him "Is this what you wanted? Storming the Fortress of Ends, like immature fools." Its raspy voice grates "What's this?" It's oldly tundra like paws gripped the locket "Maybe, maybe you...." Una's final grip on consciousness gave out.
Una had set off on a journey, he was searching for the prison deep in the ice territory. He and a group of like minded dragons were going to learn the truth of what lies hidden. They never made it, a snowstorm decended upon them with hell's fury, the group attempted to find shelter yet the storm was unforgiving. Howls surrounded them, what they had hoped to be wind were blood stained creatures; growling and snarling the creatures attacked overpowering each and every dragon who had become blind in the harsh wind. They all feel screaming in fear and agony as the scattered in hopes of survival. That is all but Una, who lay crumpled on hardened snow clutching his locket with the picture of them all, his would spend his final moments wishing his family well....
The bleak white landscape started to fade as one of these creatures approaches him "Is this what you wanted? Storming the Fortress of Ends, like immature fools." Its raspy voice grates "What's this?" It's oldly tundra like paws gripped the locket "Maybe, maybe you...." Una's final grip on consciousness gave out.
Jay is to nice to me....
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