Cioral
(#55649846)
"There is.. no 'her' to remember... All I know is pain."
Familiar
Opposing Forces
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Light.
Male Fae
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
0.5 m
Wingspan
0.89 m
Weight
0.82 kg
Genetics
Lemon
Basic
Basic
Leaf
Flair
Flair
Sunshine
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Fae
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
5
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
6
INT
8
VIT
5
MND
8
Biography
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STR ██░░░░░░░░░░ INT ████░░░░░░░░ AGI ████████░░░░ MAG ████████████ CHA █░░░░░░░░░░░ VIT ░░░░░░░░░░░░ ╰━━━━━━━━╯ C U R R E N T S T A T U S Confined, but awake. Do not approach alone. |
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A MANMADE DEMIGOD OF MISERY AND AGONY ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ At first, all he felt was agony, and only heard the sounds of dripping. He didn't know what had just happened, but it was something torturous, unable to open his eyes and see the damage done. All the pain centered around his underside, a searing ache from his chest to his gut. His light eyes slowly opened, though, and the sight of himself was sorry at best. A large, gaping wound ran down his underside.. but he was still alive, the altar soaked in his blood. Crying out, nobody could hear his weak voice as he simply tried to address his wounds. Everything hurt, he was weak, and he couldn't move much beyond the altar he was presumably killed on... Then, someone picked him up. Gentle hands, lifting him up the way he was laying. He didn't know who, or what, had lifted him.. but the pain faded away as they carried him from the neutral air to something cold... something to keep him alive. An act that was in vain. "Please... tell me... where is she?" But they gave him no answer, and left him to freeze within the ice... Those days of hope are long over. His body has long since given out, unfeeling of anything as his blood crystallized upon his form. His eyes darkened, his scales glimmered with yellowed frost as his spirit roams outside of his encapsulated form. He was truly gone, but instead of passing on, his soul was ascended, a small yet walking demigod. He cannot escape the ice, so those who encounter him only do it through the frigid tunnels. Candles were gifted to him, to appease his spirit of aged hatred and pain. Those who are bound to do him wrong are bound to face the same fate of being sacrificed for someone above, and out of, their range of comprehension. To this day, he still does not know of who was supposed to claim his soul. |
I N V E N T O R Y
R E L A T I O N S  WHO?... ━ HER...  ??? ━ SAVIOR? |
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