Ophelia

O P H E L I A Hunter • Witch • Shapeshiftier

STATISTICS: STR |▓▓▓▓▓░░░░| DEX |▓▓▓▓░░░░░| QCK |▓▓▓▓▓▓▓░░| INT |▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓░| WIS |▓▓░░░░░░░| MAG |▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓| TITLE HERE: ▸ Text here: Text Text Text ▸ Text here: Text Text Text ▸ Text here: Text Text Text ▸ Text here: Text Text Text Ashmane Chimera Familiar This particular variety of chimera only appears in areas of the Starfall Isles where Beastclans are active, leaving some to wonder if the Clans have a hand in their creation. 2500 Chickweed Plant This weed is used in herbal remedies to soothe itchy scales. 60 6 B I O G R A P H Y On the day Ophelia hatched a powerful comet fell just outside her clan. Its bright light blinding the residents, and shaking the lands to a gripping silence. Her terrified parents rushed to their nest. But to them movements seemed slow...almost as if they were caught in a never-ending pause. Their wide-eyed expressions were lit up with a glint of the purple explosion outside that shone in their pink pupils. Just as they were standing above the nest, a thick mist of purplish smoke blew into the lair, and this was more than just a result of the comet's impact. The eggs hummed in the smoke and began to crack violently. It was almost as if they were charged by it. Out of the first egg popped a wildclaw with stars across her body, shimmering like the night sky. Next, her sister appeared, with beautiful cloud-like spots and glistening arcane eyes. Fireflies fluttered about them and the younger one sneezed as one decided to prop up on her nose. The newborns were named Asura and Ophelia. Days passed by without anyone noticing anything strange about them. But every time a comet passed by in the skies above them, their bodies hummed...almost as if they were being charged. Months passed.. Ophelia grew into a wise and valiant mage with the ability to move objects with the flick of her claw tips. She practiced arcane witchcraft and loved to adorn her space in the lair with beautiful oddities, spell books and ghost flame candles. One day when Ophelia was out on her routine stroll, looking for spell supplies, she noticed a large silhouette hidden among the trees. It stood still, with its back turned to her, its breath heavy with fog in the cold twilight. She approached it cautiously, being the brave and curious youngster she was...an awful decision on her part. As she came closer to the being, she realized something was terribly wrong. It took her a few more seconds to realize she was standing behind a mindless killer, a lone moonbeast. The beast sensed her long before she approached it but hadn’t reacted until she was near. It turned to face her with its glazed over white eyes, towering several feet above her. Its thick black fur stank and its ravenous breath heaved, its shallow eyes glaring mercilessly into her soul, challenging her quivering figure. TITLE HERE TITLE HERE TITLE HERE: ▸ Text here: Text Text Text ▸ Text here: Text Text Text ▸ Text here: Text Text Text ▸ Text here: Text Text Text Grey Wolf Cape Apparel A thick, warm grey wolf pelt fashioned into a cape. 2000 Aged Tome Dragonmade Like fine wine, tomes only get better with age. (Special thanks Jayfox.) 70 Ophelia did what any dragon would have done when faced by a rabid wolf-dragon. She ran. She was far from home and had a long way to go if she wanted to survive. Her running turned to flying. Her panic led her to crash into branches of trees and she would descend, run, and fly, still hearing the heavy growls and breathing of the zombie-like beast that was seamlessly hunting her. All of the agility training her clan forced her into was seeming to pay off. In the distance, she could see the hint of light from her clan's dominion. She was going to make it! "I’m going to make it. I’m going to make it." Ger panicked expression turned into a confident smile. But you see, overconfidence is a terrible thing. And she was about to learn that in a harsh way. Her pace had slowed terribly but she couldn't tell. Just as the arch gates behind the Dynasty’s home appeared, she felt claws tearing into the back of her flesh, a wing being severed and ripped out. There was no time to gasp, no time to breathe, no time to turn around...no time to think. The pain pierced her all the way down to her spine and her sides. She felt something gush through her veins, something electric...and poisonous. She fell hard and screamed out for her clanmates. The moonbeast stared down at her, clutched between its claws as it slowly bent down to look her blankly in the eyes, relishing the smell of its victim as disgusting drool from the head in the middle dripped down onto her face. Ophelia closed her eyes. It was time to give up. Or maybe not. Perhaps this was all for the best. Because a rage had started to fill up inside of her. It started small and then she felt it grow inside her bones. It festered and grew within each limb and cell in her body, and above in the sky a comet passed by. The electric pain in her body changed. The pain was turning to a numb but violent accumulation of power. It was something dark, something sinister, but today it would save her. When she opened her eyes again, a laser pink light blasted through her pupils, burning the wailing beast as it emulated and burned alive. The rest of the clan had arrived at the spot by now, her parents and sister all frozen with dropped jaws. They were just in time to see her passive ability finally unleashing - the result of the comet that blessed her and her sister's birth. It was only on this night that Ophelia learned she was gifted with powers from galaxies unknown, from the infinite space above. Unfortunately, the poison from the beast’s attacks was also within her...and spreading. Over the weeks that followed, a terror gripped Ophelia from within. She felt herself turning into something else … there was a thirst to hunt and draw blood. She knew she was a threat to her clan. She felt herself changing mentally and physically. The only thing keeping her from completely turning and taking lives of the ones she loved was the astral power of the comet that was still fighting the dark poison within her. She packed her spell books and charms one day and waved goodbye to the clan she was born in. Her sister had left not too long ago and she would also follow her out but on to a different path. _TITLE HERE_ ____Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit, sed do eiusmod tempor incididunt ut labore et dolore magna aliqua. Ut enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exercitation ullamco laboris nisi ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis aute irure dolor in reprehenderit in voluptate velit esse cillum dolore eu fugiat nulla pariatur. 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On the day Ophelia hatched, no one expected the commotion that was about to unfold. A rather small but nevertheless powerful comet fell just outside her clans lair, it’s bright light blinding the residents, and shaking the lands to a gripping silence.

Her terrified parents rushed to their nest. But to them and everyone else around, movements seemed slow...almost as if they were caught in a never-ending pause. Their wide-eyed expressions were lit up with a glint of the purple explosion outside that shone in their pink pupils.

Just as they were standing above the nest, a thick mist of purplish smoke blew into the lair, and this was more than just a result of the comet's impact.

The eggs hummed in the smoke and began to crack rather violently. It was almost as if they were charged by it.

Out of the first egg popped out a wildclaw with stars across her body, shimmering like the night sky. Next, her sister appeared, with beautiful petals and glistening arcane eyes. Fireflies fluttered about them and the younger one sneezed as one decided to prop up on her nose.

The comet touched babies were named Asura and Ophelia. Days passed by without anyone noticing anything strange about them. But every time a comet passed by in the skies above them, their bodies hummed...almost as if they were being charged.

Months passed...

Ophelia grew into a wise and valiant mage with the ability to move objects with the flick of her claw tips. She practiced arcane witchcraft and loved to adorn her space in the lair with beautiful oddities, spell books and ghost flame candles.

One day when Ophelia was out on her routine stroll, looking for spell supplies, she noticed a large silhouette hidden among the trees.

It stood still, with its back turned to her, its breath heavy with fog in the cold twilight.

She approached it cautiously, being the brave and curious youngster she was...an awful decision on her part. But perhaps this was all for the best.

As she came closer to the being, she realized something was terribly wrong. It took her a few more seconds to realize she was standing behind a mindless killer, a lone moonbeast.

The beast sensed her long before she approached it but hadn’t reacted until she was near. It turned to face her with its glazed over white eyes, towering several feet above her. It’s thick black fur stank and its ravenous breath heaved, its shallow eyes glaring mercilessly into her soul, challenging her quivering figure.

Ophelia did what any dragon would have done when faced by a rabid werewolf dragon. She ran.

She was far from home and had a long way to go if she wanted to survive. Her running turned to flying. Her panic led her to crash into branches of trees and she would descend, run, and fly, still hearing the heavy growls and breathing of the zombie-like beast that was seamlessly hunting her.

All of the agility training her clan forced her into was seeming to pay off. In the distance, she could see the hint of light from her clan's dominion. She was going to make it!

"I’m going to make it. I’m going to make it."

Her panicked expression turned into a confident smile. But you see, overconfidence is a terrible thing. And she was about to learn that in a harsh way. Her pace had slowed terribly but she couldn't tell. Just as the arch gates behind the Dynasty’s home appeared, she felt claws tearing into the back of her flesh, a wing being severed and ripped out.

There was no time to gasp, no time to breathe, no time to turn around...no time to think. The pain pierced her all the way down to her spine and her sides. She felt something gush through her veins, something electric...and poisonous. She fell hard and screamed out for her clanmates.

The moon beast stared down at her, clutched between its claws as it slowly bent down to look her blankly in the eyes, relishing the smell of its victim as disgusting drool from the head in the middle dripped down onto her face.

Ophelia closed her eyes.

It was time to give up. Or maybe not. Perhaps this was all for the best.

Because a rage had started to fill up inside of her. It started small and then she felt it grow inside her bones. It festered and grew within each limb and cell in her body, and above in the sky a comet passed by. The electric pain in her body changed. The pain was turning to a numb but violent accumulation of power. It was something dark, something sinister, but today it would save her.

When she opened her eyes again, a laser pink light blasted through her pupils, burning the wailing beast as it emulated and burned alive.

The rest of the clan had arrived at the spot by now, her parents and sister all frozen with dropped jaws. They were just in time to see her passive ability finally unleashing - the result of the comet that blessed her and her sister's birth, charged by the poison that the beast cursed her with.

It was only on this night that Ophelia learned she was more than just special - she was gifted with powers from galaxies unknown, from the infinite space above. Unfortunately, the poison from the beast’s attacks was also within her...and spreading.

Hatchlings from the clan rose that morning and played on the very same spot, unbeknownst to the once dreadful beast’s ashes, now nothing but soil beneath their cheerful feet.

Over the weeks that followed, a terror gripped Ophelia from within. She felt herself turning into something else … there was a thirst to hunt and draw blood. She knew she was a threat to her clan. She felt herself changing mentally and physically.
The only thing keeping her from completely turning and taking lives of the ones she loved was the astral power of the comet that was still fighting the dark poison within her.

She packed her spell books and charms one day and waved goodbye to the clan she was born in. Her sister had left not too long ago and she would also follow her out but on to a different path.

What adventures and monsters await her...or lay inside her.
Only time will tell...

Lore by
DrakeDynasty






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