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Pelos

(#55981768)

Level 1 Imperial

Familiar

Fawn Fox Rat

Energy: 50/50

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Measurements

Length

26.67 m

Wingspan

16.91 m

Weight

8607.76 kg

Genetics

Phthalo
Wasp

Azure
Bee

Robin
Ghost

Hatchday

Oct 13, 2019
(4 years)

Breed

Adult
Imperial

Eye Type

Ice
Common

Level 1 Imperial

EXP: 0 / 245

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P E L O S

• Royal Messenger •

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DELIVERIES:

▸Letters: Dear Starboy...

▸Packages: Inside you’ll find...

▸Relics: Handle with care...

▸Gifts: To my beloved...

B I O G R A P H Y

“What are you doing?” A youthful, gorgeous blue fae peered over the young imperial’s shoulder. The imperial turned around, grinning from ear to ear. “I wrote a letter to my grandmother. I’m sending it to her now.” The fae frowned, tilting her head back in a posh manner. ”Isn't she, you know, gone? You can’t send her something, nevermind sending it out via river.” The imperial’s smile never faltered, as he sat by the river. A little origami lotus flower rested in his claws, and in the Center of it, there was a neatly folded piece of pink paper, with little cursive letters dancing across the front and back. “She’s not ‘gone’. She’s just somewhere else right now, and she can’t reach me. But I can.” The imperial said bluntly, casting the paper lotus flower gently into the river, as it floated along the river, quickly out of sight. The fae watched in silence, clearly unimpressed by his answer. But she watched with him, gazing back at the little pink slip of paper perched on the flower, as the river carried it away. “Whatever. You’re weird, Pelos.” She replied with a dismissive sigh, tossing her head in a gaudy fashion, before fluttering away. “See you, Princess Sorvus.” The imperial called after her, though a shade more glum.

Pelos sat in his post office, gently tapping the sharp end of a quill upon a sheet of parchment, contemplating how to begin his letter to the queen. The imperial was much larger now, grander, older, in his adolescence. The warm candlelight reflected upon his scales, giving his azure colouring a pleasant fade of rosy pink. How was he supposed to phrase this? ‘I would like to request a place in your royal council.’ No, no, that was too blunt. ‘I’ve seen your offer for a place in the royal council, and I would like to-‘ That wasn’t good either, too needy. The imperial’s snout scrunched up in concentration, messily scribbling down a simple greeting. But just then, the door clicked open. The imperial jumped a little, expecting another client - but he was pleasantly surprised to find the crown princess, Sorvus, smiling back at him. “Joining the royal court, I see?” The fae guessed, letting herself in, as the multiple jewels encircling her neck tinkled lightly as she moved. “That’s what I’m trying to do. I can’t say it's going too well.” The imperial attempted to joke, but there was a clear look of hopelessness behind his smile. “Pfft, don’t be nervous! You don't need all that letter stuff Pelos, here, I’ll book a private audience with my mother. She already likes you, you’ve practically got a reserved spot.” Sorvus listed off encouragingly, ripping off a piece of parchment from a nearby roll, and seizing Pelos’ quill, scribbling down a note and pressing it back into the imperial’s hands. “There you go. You’re better at talking, anyways. See you tomorrow at 7.” Sorvus said, and Pelos felt his face flush a little by the candlelight, impressed by the fae’s smoothness and grace at handling a simple situation, and resolving it in the count of three. Before he realised it, the door had clicked back closed, and the fae was gone. It almost felt as though she hadn’t been here in the first place.

“Look me in the eyes, and tell me you don’t love me.” The imperial’s voice was harsh, scraped over by tears and heartbreak. Sorvus looked up, defiant and emotionless. “I don’t love you.” She whispered, her voice softer than cherry blossoms in the wind. She couldn’t have possibly known how much those words meant to him. Did it all mean nothing? The nights under the stars, the letters they exchanged together, the adventures they went on together - was it all just sand in the wind? It hurt him. It hurt Pelos badly. He wanted a real chance, with the dragon of his dreams. Not the plastic one he’d been given, paired with the crown princess for the simple idea of more heirs to the throne. Pelos has genuinely loved her. He’d bleed for her if she just asked him to. He still remembered the look in her eyes as he asked to be with her, as a partner and lovers. For a moment, he could see genuine happiness in her eyes, gone as soon as it came, replaced with a look of sadness and grief. She couldn’t be with him. Not with the run-off-the-mill messenger, not with a dragon without a drop of royalty in his blood. She had to be with a noble, with a dragon who could produce gems and treasure within the blink of an eye. Not the hopeful, desperate little letter-boy that stood in front of her. No matter how much she loved him, her parents would never agree. Pelos cast the princess one last, sad smile, a thousand words and feelings behind a single expression. “Goodbye, Sorvus.” Pelos never wrote another letter again. He was only the delivery boy, after all. He sent his packages, but he never made them.

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PERSONALITY:

▸ Introverted: Quiet, reserved, soft-spoken

▸ Emotional: Sensitive, mood swings

▸ Clever: High EQ, witty, quick

▸ Talented: Quick hands, swift, craftsman

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