Erin

(#54803115)
Lucas? Is that you?
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Venomous Toridae
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Energy: 38/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Male Wildclaw
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Personal Style

Apparel

Bloodshard Chains
Black Renaissance Shirt
Mysterious Cowl
Dented Iron Gauntlets
Silver Steampunk Wing Armor
Dustrunner's Arctic Pants

Skin

Scene

Measurements

Length
3.67 m
Wingspan
6.71 m
Weight
509.03 kg

Genetics

Primary Gene
Obsidian
Metallic
Obsidian
Metallic
Secondary Gene
Obsidian
Alloy
Obsidian
Alloy
Tertiary Gene
Storm
Basic
Storm
Basic

Hatchday

Hatchday
Aug 28, 2019
(4 years)

Breed

Breed
Adult
Wildclaw

Eye Type

Eye Type
Plague
Common
Level 1 Wildclaw
EXP: 0 / 245
Scratch
Shred
STR
8
AGI
9
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
6

Biography

Backstory: (( work in progress..))

(Medieval Backstory, original first backstory. Erin is a human. I will put ref at some point- procrastination at it's finest. )


Erin stared at the horrified expression of the stone figure. Tears were running down his face, "Kai...! N-no!" Erin exclaimed as he ran over to hug the frozen statue of his brother. It was all of his fault... HE did this to Kai.... When he looked back at his parents, they both seemed surprised and scared... "Get away from us!" his mother exclaimed. "Ever since I saw those horns sprout out of his head... I knew something was wrong with him..." His father said, going over to his mother and defensively hugging her. Just as he was going to speak, guards had busted through the door. Erin immediately panicked and Backed away, "This puny boy?" one of them said. just as he did, they looked at the frozen stone body of kai. "Good lord.." one of the guards mumbled. When they were distracted, Erin hid in his room and ran under his bed. "Search for that brat!" one of the guards exclaimed.

Erin held back the tears that had threatened to burst out, trying to keep himself quiet. He was scared of eve
rything he was. He was also afraid of what they'd do to someone like him. He knew all he was was a curse. Something that should've been locked away long ago. Two guards had eventually entered the room and started throwing things around, aggressively searching for him. When one of the guards finally looked where he was hiding, he felt his heart sink. This isn't happening.. he thought, when he knew this was all real. The guard grabbed a hold of his leg and had dragged him out. Just before he could even do anything to save himself, they'd knocked him out.

...

Darkness was everywhere, and that's how it was for fourteen years. He never went outside or got to even stretch his wings. He hated this place, but he couldn't do much of anything to stay in better condition. This moon-spirit thingy never made his life better. It actually made it worse. He stayed deep in the underground dungeon. It was a private one, as it was away from the actual criminals. Now, you might be thinking, 'Why aren't you dead?' and that was a question he could partially answer. The king let him live if he agreed to become his "weapon" whatever the hell that meant. He never necessarily was used as a weapon. More like a punishment for criminals. Thieves, assassins, you name it! To be honest, it was funny how grown man would tremble before a 17 year-old boy. He only really went outside the cell when he was just gonna turn someone to stone. He still, never went outside, and usually that stuff took place inside the castle, since it wasn't really a messy job.

What else was there...? Oh yeah! Erin had a friend here, believe it or not. The son of the king was his friend, actually. Technically, the prince wasn't supposed to know he was here. But hey! Curiosity always comes along, right? Anyways, sometimes the prince would bring him chocolate or a candy apple. Candy apples were his favorite, even though it took him forever to eat. Sometimes the prince would just come and sit by his cell to talk to him or vent. Even if he sometimes didn't understand any of it, as he never got a proper education. Plus, education sounded rather boring from what Lucas had told him. Welp, that's his name! Prince Lucas! Well, sounds kinda weird when you say it..

He quickly turned around, hearing footsteps. He hoped it was Lucas, at least then he had some sort of entertainment. It was kinda boring down here after all. His face brightened when he saw a familiar figure. It was Lucas after all! "Wow, been giving me the silent treatment? That's not very prince-like." Erin teased. Lucas seemed to chuckle in response. "Well, Father isn't very happy with me seeing you. Guess he's just being overprotective. He'll get over it. Hopefully. Lucas said, as he sat down in front of the cage. "So, what happened while I was gone?"

"Pfft, nothing really. The only interesting thing that happened was that I found a mouse eating my breakfast yesterday." Erin said, exaggerating his boredom, jokingly. His chains clung against the ground as he moved. Lucas smiled, although it was a fake smile. It was the one smile that told Erin he was hiding something. "Alright, spill it!"

"Hm? What do you mean?" Lucas asked, "You make that face every time you hide something from me. So, spill it!" Erin responded. Lucas sighed, as if he knew he couldn't get out of this one. "Father wants to relocate you to the army base camp, but.... I know they can be pretty awful. If you know what I mean." Lucas said.

"Yeah, I know...." Erin responded. "Why now though? I've been living here for so long! He could've easily sent me there after I made that deal with him!" Erin said, " He wanted you to grow stronger. We all know that your... "Powers" are stronger than when you were three. He used you to execute as a training sort of thing. If that makes any sense." Lucas said, as if he was forcing it out.
((To be continued~))

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OC HOLDING DRAGON!
Name: Ari Jacobs

Gender: Male

Age: 23

Appearance: 678875_E2wo2m5I.png

Smol backstory: Ari was not really human or vampire. In fact, he was a hybrid. A rare thing to exist. Why? He had.... greedy parents. Hybrids were rare and in high demand for the vampires.. From what he heard, his blood was as sweet as wine. There were very few like him, and he never met another hybrid. When he was old enough, he was sent to the markets for sale. He'd gone through absolute hell. Different owners. He did not have fangs, or the need the need drink blood... thank god.

Other:

- N O F A N G S
- Uh, his hair has never been cut-
- Lil child needs a hug.






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