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Abraxus

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I am marching through the branches in a fit of wanderlust.

Familiar

Enchanted Libra

Energy: 50/50

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Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

18.98 m

Wingspan

17.8 m

Weight

7663.17 kg

Genetics

Obsidian
Metallic

Mist
Noxtide

Sapphire
Spines

Hatchday

Jun 27, 2019
(4 years)

Breed

Adult
Ridgeback

Eye Type

Arcane
Glowing

Level 1 Ridgeback

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

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Lineage

Parents

Offspring

none

Biography

A b r a x u s t h e C r y s t a l s p i n e C a v a l r y

I’m sure you recognize my noise and you heard about the Pit
Been told to be afraid of everything that lives within
But it’s much worse where you are
So will you go for it?

Generation 02

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Name: Abraxus. Brax, for short.
Gender: Male
Age: Young Adult
Love Interest: N/A
Clan Affiliation: Vilde Chaya x | x
Occupation: Patriarch/Founder, Fighter/Warrior
Hobbies: Blasting trees, scouting, brawling.

About

Abraxus was something of an anomaly. With Phaenon originally hailing from Shadow and Ramona from Lightning, the clan did not expect the couple's first generation of Arcane children to be so... accomplished. Abraxus in particular being the most wild and unnatural of his clutch, creating and accomplishing achievements with his magic that would otherwise be considered impossible for his stature.

Requiring very little direction in his younger years, he grew into a terror of an arcanist, smiting his surroundings with the force of a master. Even the crystalline structures he created rivaled the size of the Crystalspine Reaches. It was as if his magical reserves were endless- no drawbacks to the power, and never depleting. Abraxus was no short of godhood.

While many of his siblings exalted themselves to the Arcanist, Abraxus remained and continued to push himself to his limits, as his Nightcaller nature compelled him to do. And while he saw his magic as a wonderful feat of Arcane dominance, it had the opposite effect on some of the denizens in the clan, who began to fear him for what he could do.

This collective apprehension for such unrivaled power possessed the clan to investigate, and it was found that Phaenon and Remona's nesting grounds were situated over a minor ley line: a small crack in the world where raw and untamed arcane magic steadily filtered out.

They believed Abraxus' inherit skill with arcane magic was directly tapped into this ley line, but they weren't sure just how deep that connection went. All they foresaw was the danger that Abraxus would bring down on them with his monstrous power. He was a wild thing, too uncontrollable for them to utilize properly. Surely he would bring enemies, possibly even war to their doorstop.

The clan decidedly migrated away from the Starfall Isles, but they didn't bring Abraxus along with them that day.

When he came back from his outing, to a hastily emptied lair and no clanmates in the territory, he pieced together what had happened easily enough. Abraxus was not blind to the stares and gossip of his clan- they're just fools, he always thought, those elders were set in their ways. But he never thought that it would come to this. As much as he wanted to deny it, he knew he had been deserted, as if he was nothing to them.

Hurt and betrayed, Abraxus cried out in despair and in his outburst unleashed a massive wave of arcane energy. Crystals erupted from the ground like spikes, forming large, sinewy structures that towered over the trees, covering everything in the immediate vicinity with shards. It spread and spread until he could feed the earth his magic no more, mere seconds away from crystallizing his own body.

At the end of his fit of despair, Abraxus collapsed, and the ley line finally ran dry.

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Personality

Altruistic | Flashy | Audacious | Feral

Abraxus traces his roots back to a long line of terrifying Nightcall dragons. Among his kin, he is known as a spellcaster, and his overwhelming military force and bolstered defense earned him his title as the Crystalspine Cavalry. He might not be as physically imposing as his reaper kin, but he can certainly hold his own among them.

Like his father, Phaenon, and perhaps even his grandfather, Urban - the patriarch of all Nightcallers, Abraxus possesses a thirst for combat. He is downright ferocious in a fight. However, Brax has none of Phaenon's grace. Everything he does is with a wild instinct - act now, think later. This will, at times, get him into some pretty risky situations.

As a leader, Brax is known as the nonchalant counterpart to Yahenni. He does not take his role too seriously and prefers that Yahenni makes the hard decisions, but when the Skydancer is busy, Brax won't hesitate to come up with a plan or a solution on the fly. He has no care for organization and can be incredibly nihilistic and ghoulish, which can clearly be seen through his decisions and actions, but sometimes, he can be downright brilliant.

As a companion, Brax thoroughly enjoys putting on a show and being the center of attention. He jokes a lot, almost always morbidly, as a means to deescalate a situation.

He despises being alone and is almost never without Yahenni at his side.

Infrequently, one can find Brax down in the dumps, so to speak. Losing the massive amount of arcane magic that once came so easy to him in his childhood occasionally leaves him feeling empty, a phantom pain in his magical reserves.

His overly excessive use of arcane magic manifested on his body in the form of shardhide, and it makes Abraxus nearly indestructible. This sort of armor is quite stiff, but it doesn't cause him any pain. Just limits his range of motion.

His shardhide can absorb damage and deflect attacks. Even more so, he can grow these crystals long enough to break off and use as projectiles, targeting any enemy in his immediate field of sight. Embedded with his magic, these honing missiles explode upon impact into even smaller shards for maximum damage.

With enough concentration, Abraxus can compact such crystals down to the size of a bullet, with enough density and power behind it to completely shatter limbs.

But these powerful bursts of attacks, especially when being aimed over large distances, will quickly deplete his magical reserves, so he must always be precise with his hits.

V i l d e C h a y a

Art by KyuuBird

Somebody somewhere
Will clean out your wounds
We'll bury the lie

An encampment in the Starwood Strand, this clan was formed between Abraxus and Yahenni. It was once the home of Abraxus' previous clan, left disowned and empty, but has since been reformed by his spiraling, crystalline towers, which now shield the Vilde Chaya from outsiders.

Abraxus is literally the king of their domain. Built by his magic, the cascade of crystals that make up their territory are a part of him, allowing him to sense the presence of other dragons and creatures that stray near. This ability is what originally lead him to find Yahenni, gravely injured and unable to walk.

Seeing this Skydancer in such a sad state broke something within Abraxus. Like an open wound, his own loneliness and abandonment bubbling forth. Perhaps it would've been easier to leave Yahenni to their fate, but Brax was motivated by his own selfishness to breathe life back into their small body. For once, he felt he had a purpose, the strength to nurture rather than destroy.

As they recovered, Brax's longing to be understood was slowly being fulfilled: for someone to know his heart, even a little bit. In a way, they were just like him.

Others soon followed in Yahenni's trail - starting with Arwynne and Kyodai, ever loyal to their Mad Prince. Then came along an oddly-tuned dragon named Blight, forcing her way into their midst as well. But it did not stop there, and Brax had more companions than he knew what to do with. Slowly, but surely, a clan was formed, much to his amusement and Yahenni's disquiet.

There are tales of a wild, heedless group of dragons that hide in the Starwood Strand, where the unwanted, unneeded, or otherwise ostracized dragons of Sornieth come to gather. For those outcasts who fail to perform to the expectations of dragon society, the Vilde Chaya is a place of safety.

Abraxus has hope there will be a happy ending for them all, and he will make it come true with his own blood, sweat and tears.

Yani, Yani, Yani... everything, all of it- it was always for Yani. Brax never thought he would know what it was like to be home again.

Blight is Brax's self-proclaimed bodyguard... and yet she doesn't even actually do that. She doesn't even like to fight, she just sings songs and annoys the ever living daylights out of everyone. The entire clan knows it's just a ploy so she can be close to Brax, and he allows it, thinking it just a phase.

When your eyes can adjust and you see what’s in view
Discolored and distempered smiles that seem new
Do you realize we were all once like you?

I have a feeling you might
A feeling you might

Notes:
- Lyrics from "The Pit" by the Silversun Pickups. (x)
- Round bio icons by Limanya.
- Banners and images from Poisonedpaper's Art Assets.

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