DuskShadowClawz
(#53971177)
Level 5 Guardian
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
18.77 m
Wingspan
16.5 m
Weight
8424.46 kg
Genetics
Obsidian
Basic
Basic
Crimson
Basic
Basic
Red
Runes
Runes
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 5 Guardian
EXP: 1296 / 5545
STR
13
AGI
12
DEF
10
QCK
13
INT
13
VIT
17
MND
8
Lineage
Biography
Leader of the Chaotic Blood Moon Assassins Sub-Species
Name: Dusk ShadowClawz
Lair position/role(s): Alpha Female, Empress/General of the Dragon Army, Master Healer, Masterful Shapeshifter, Master of Psychic Powers, Masterful Weapon User (examples Scythes, Guns, and Blades) and Master of Elemental Powers including Time and Space
Personality: I'm very laid back, easy going, kind & gentle ... but can I be fierce and ferocious when angered or trying to protect those I love ... I have a familiar that is the same as on my one mate Flame my familiar
Familiar = Yellow-Throated Sparrowmouse named Sunrise
Future Looks:
Future Outfit:
Mated to: Flame and Firebrand ... Flame is owned by Firebrand0
Artwork made for her with credit to the artist:
by BlazingPhoenix01
by NovaBorn
Tiny Knickknacks I found around the site that I think will fit in with her lore:
Jar of Souls
Lore aboutz her written by others and credited to them:
The candles cluster around her.
Annoyed, she starts to push them away, one at a time, much like one might shoo away flies. This is what happens when she stays in one place too long - they start to manifest, floating and bobbing in a nimbus of pale, ghostly light. A curse of her profession, if you will; it could be worse, she has always assumed. It could be fish that she manifests, or Rocks, or Moths though that might be interesting. Crows would be even better.
She squints down at the curved blade in her paws. Any reaper worth their salt takes good care of their tools, and so does she - no need to draw out death, when it’s the aftermath when the pain sets in. With a slow, measured motion, she draws her whetstone along the steel, taking candid, careful delight in the sound it produces.
Another candle drifts into view, and she frowns at it. Think carefully about the item you chose to represent your soul, they had murmured the first time she hefted her reaper’s scythe, about the terror it gives to your victims, about the impression it makes to your foes. And the candles - well, they had seemed perfect, at the time. Nothing more terrifying than losing your light in the dark crypts. Nothing more foreboding than the candle blowing out.
Around her, they burn impossibly bright for a long second - before suddenly flickering out of existence.
She tightens her grip on the half of the scythe, raises her head.
And, of course, they serve as a perfect warning as well.
by SilverSilver
Warm, the grass flickers
She pounces forwards,
She was quicker-
Than the prey now caught
In her clawed fingers.
A smell of smoke,
Began to arouse,
The place had caught aflame
As the earth began to shake
The volcano began to break.
But when the molten lava
Met her stride by stride
And her skin began to burn
Screaming for her hide
She began a spell
That all fire dragons knew well-
And instead of stealing her life
The fire now dwelled
In her skin, pulsing
Her flesh and fire, meld.
She kept the wolf she caught,
Now black with ash
As a trophy, and a mask
That she had survived fire's wrath,
All thanks to a spell, she said,
This may happen again-
So she took to learning
Of all elements, and time
For although foes were powerful,
For those she loved she would survive. by NovaBorn
She pounces forwards,
She was quicker-
Than the prey now caught
In her clawed fingers.
A smell of smoke,
Began to arouse,
The place had caught aflame
As the earth began to shake
The volcano began to break.
But when the molten lava
Met her stride by stride
And her skin began to burn
Screaming for her hide
She began a spell
That all fire dragons knew well-
And instead of stealing her life
The fire now dwelled
In her skin, pulsing
Her flesh and fire, meld.
She kept the wolf she caught,
Now black with ash
As a trophy, and a mask
That she had survived fire's wrath,
All thanks to a spell, she said,
This may happen again-
So she took to learning
Of all elements, and time
For although foes were powerful,
For those she loved she would survive. by NovaBorn
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Exalting DuskShadowClawz to the service of the Flamecaller will remove them from your lair forever. They will leave behind a small sum of riches that they have accumulated. This action is irreversible.
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