Shadowland
(#54012385)
Level 4 Spiral
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Energy: 45/50
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
2.57 m
Wingspan
2.1 m
Weight
76.59 kg
Genetics
Shadow
Cherub
Cherub
Mulberry
Morph
Morph
Ivory
Capsule
Capsule
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 4 Spiral
EXP: 1266 / 4027
STR
11
AGI
10
DEF
11
QCK
11
INT
11
VIT
10
MND
11
Lineage
Biography
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ShadowLand
Guild founder |
A man of truth, peace and equality.
Shadow Land was born within the land of light, finding himself stuck and unwelcome. He moved on to Shadow, finding his place and way, only to see that Shadow and Light had it head-on, He was conflicted but soon was pushed into battle against his old home.
Knowing nothing about battles, having been too overconfident in his original home as they took part in such violent activities. He was betrayed and left to bled out. Only to be picked up by some mysterious figure and to be taken care after, a low rumbly feminine voice, he does not remember who. From that day on he became known as a weak dragon, spat at and dissed, feeling lost, even if he tried switching flights/clans they wouldn't want a useless member like him.
So he thought of something, a clan filled with misfits, those who did not fit in with others, a place free of mocking. His newfound friend and mate, PureBlood beside him.
The two started a clan, it went all well before the pair caught a mysterious disease, the two passing, placed into the hands of their children, which only turned and spelled trouble.
The clan turned into a wreck, the misfits now of those the crazy and murderous, those who wanted to fight, when all ShadowLand wanted was a peace-loving clan, free of violence and judgment.
As the decades past he was turned into a Deity, something he never wanted, few believing he had bad intentions, The God of darkness they supposedly called him, he could do nothing, only watch his clan from the heavens, terrified and disappointed.
Knowing nothing about battles, having been too overconfident in his original home as they took part in such violent activities. He was betrayed and left to bled out. Only to be picked up by some mysterious figure and to be taken care after, a low rumbly feminine voice, he does not remember who. From that day on he became known as a weak dragon, spat at and dissed, feeling lost, even if he tried switching flights/clans they wouldn't want a useless member like him.
So he thought of something, a clan filled with misfits, those who did not fit in with others, a place free of mocking. His newfound friend and mate, PureBlood beside him.
The two started a clan, it went all well before the pair caught a mysterious disease, the two passing, placed into the hands of their children, which only turned and spelled trouble.
The clan turned into a wreck, the misfits now of those the crazy and murderous, those who wanted to fight, when all ShadowLand wanted was a peace-loving clan, free of violence and judgment.
As the decades past he was turned into a Deity, something he never wanted, few believing he had bad intentions, The God of darkness they supposedly called him, he could do nothing, only watch his clan from the heavens, terrified and disappointed.
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Exalting Shadowland to the service of the Shadowbinder 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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