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Personal Style

Apparel

Dew Laden White Rose
Silver Sylvan Headpiece
Silver Sylvan Twist
Moondust Starsilk Shawl
Silver Sylvan Wings
Moondust Starsilk Cloak
Silver Sylvan Anklets

Skin

Scene

Scene: Frostbite Falls

Measurements

Length
8.01 m
Wingspan
10.55 m
Weight
862.05 kg

Genetics

Primary Gene
Azure
Wasp
Azure
Wasp
Secondary Gene
Overcast
Bee
Overcast
Bee
Tertiary Gene
Sky
Firefly
Sky
Firefly

Hatchday

Hatchday
Oct 25, 2019
(4 years)

Breed

Breed
Adult
Coatl

Eye Type

Eye Type
Wind
Common
Level 11 Coatl
EXP: 5400 / 34264
Irradiated Scratch
Shred
Might Fragment
Might Fragment
Ambush
STR
56
AGI
7
DEF
6
QCK
21
INT
7
VIT
5
MND
6

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

  • none

Biography

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R E N E

Valkyrie Blacksmith

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Rene is the blacksmith for the Coatl Valkyrie tribe. Her birth name is Arene but she prefers to be called Rene. She is very snippy but attempts to be calm, she always loses her mind when her brother, Ash, speaks to her. Her eyes are bright green, an extremely rare feature that the tribe has never heard of before, as most had brown or black eyes. Rene isolates herself from her family as they tended to be rather abusive at times, but that did not get in the way of her dreams to provide artillery for her well-established Coatl tribe.

Rene took a huge breath of chilly air into her nostrils, “So what did you need Ash?” She turned toward her hot headed brother. “I’m fairly certain I asked you a few days ago to make me a longsword, Arene,” The dragon sneered at his sister. “I’m Fairly certain I asked you a few years ago to call me Rene.” The dark blue dragon jeered back, silver wings reflecting light onto his face. “Whatever,” he grumbled, turning around and slapping Rene in the face with his tail. She ruffled her head feathers and turned around to pour the molten iron into the sword-shaped stone cast.

S he yawned as she stretched her silver lined wings, clipping on the silver headband that all of the Valkyries were supposed to wear during the daytime. Rene was startled as she padded into her workshop, many monochrome coatls were lined up at the door, one pale violet one impatiently ringing the bell. “Apologies,” she nervously spoke as she rushed to the wooden counter. “I’d like a dagger for my son, he just turned eleven,” an icy blue dragon declared as she reached the counter.” “Just a normal day of smithing,” She mumbled to herself.



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The coatl emerged, “We’re at war, Rene,” Her father spoke to her, “But dad, I don’t want to fight!” She protested, “We’re always at war with someone, the second we establish peace with the Wildclaws the Guardians start raiding us, It's just not fair!” Tears began to steadily stream out of the 6 year old dragonet’s green eyes. Her father frowned,” Rene, you know you need to train for the battlefields, it can only help you defend yourself when the guardians strike again,” The sky-blue dragon spoke. “Can’t I do anything else other than fight? I’ll do anything dad, anything at all,” She glanced up at his piercing gaze. “If you want to make yourself useful, go be a blacksmith and provide weapons for the tribe,” The dragon told his child, “Then I guess I will.”

“Mom look at what I drew!” The juvenile Valkyrie gleefully boasted to her mother. “Is it your enemies bloody and dead on the battlefield?” Her mother asked, who continued to watch Ash brawl with his friend without glancing at Rene, “If it isn’t, I don’t want to see.”

A steady growl erupted from the dragon in front of her. A massive imperial dragon lowered her head and stared into Rene’s eyes. A tremor of fear passed through her entire body, freezing her in place. “Ah,” the great dragon spoke,“I see,You aren’t one of those bloodthirsty maniacs,” she said as she beat her massive leathery wings and flew into the sky. Rene was confused, that was an imperial, wasn’t it? She thought to herself, I thought they were extremely vicious dragons, but was my tribe lying to me?



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