Strigoi
(#57645568)
Level 3 Spiral
Familiar
Acid Ant
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Male Spiral
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
3 m
Wingspan
2.27 m
Weight
77.15 kg
Genetics
Eldritch
Stitched
Stitched
Flint
Noxtide
Noxtide
Eldritch
Veined
Veined
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 3 Spiral
EXP: 359 / 1401
STR
7
AGI
5
DEF
7
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
9
MND
7
Lineage
Biography
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S T R I G O I Graveyard Wanderer «- - - - - - - - - - - - - ❖ - - - - - - - - - - - - -» You never believed the rumours, the ridiculous tales told to children to make them behave and to keep them from wandering into the graveyard late at night. You never believed, you never bothered to listen and now... Well, regret is always at the end. Not much is known about the spiral called Strigoi, not it's age, past or real name; Strigoi is just a name appointed to the creature by the dragons who passed centuries ago. Some say it was the end result of an experiment gone wrong while others claim it to be an ancient god gone deranged. Srigoi is known to rob graves, to consume the bones and whatever flesh remains of those burried. It is unfortunately a known fact that the spiral will also take the lives of the living if given the chance to do so. Tales of the creature reach around the globe, the fear of encountering it has caused most clans to lock and guard the burial grounds at night to keep others from falling to it's victim. There has been rumours, whispers in the wind in the last six years that Strigoi has settled down, that the blood thirsty monster has found itself company among a clan of heretics and cultists. It is still unsure if it is being held or controlled by the group or if it stays there willingly. Whatever the case, it's presence has caused The Children of Deprivation to become a formidable foe to any that might encounter them. The wicked spiral coils around you, the oozing infection on it's eyes oozing onto your face and burning you in the progress. You beg, you cry and you pray to the god of Light and suddenly it feels as if the world stopped. You gaze upon the Strigoi, only to feel it loosen its grip and withdraw from you. A quiet sob reaches your ears and in that moment you realize; Strigoi is crying. Before the rumours and tales were born, before Strigoi became a robber of graves and consumer of flesh he was a holy man. Strigoi, or Seer as his real name was, was a dragon of knowledge and religion, a messanger and worshipper of light. The goaler was known for his kindness and wisdom, for his willingness to help and ability to protect. He was a truly wonderful dragon, a delight to meet and a joy to talk to. He was not known around the globe maybe, but he was a reputable man many knew of in his country and that was more than enough. Eventually Seer settled down with a wonderful partner, someone he looked forward to spending the rest of his life with, someone he loved dearly. His love brought him three children to love and care for. His three miracles he called them, the gifts of light. Seer was a wonderful father, he was every inch loving and caring, every drop gentle and protective. Those years were the happiest of his life, even now, when most others have faded away, they never do. As fate would have, plague and illness eventually ravaged the lands, falling far more than ever before. Against illness and forsess of nature the messanger of light was powerless against and as his family fell ill he could only pray and beg the God of Light for mercy. It was not the God of Light that heard his call, it was something far more wicked. The God of Deprivation appeared before him, the countless ravens flying in formation to create the body of the slender god slithered and coiled around him, whispering from every direction, filling his mind and heart with false promises and hopes. Seer had always been a religious man, a man devoted solely to the God of Light but even he would waver if it meant saving his family, saving his wife and beloved little miracles. And so the goaler accepted the corrupted Gods deal, his life and soul in exchange for his familys health. The curse took him that night, tearing open his flesh and rearranging the bones in the form of Deprivations choosing. His mind didn't leave him for a long time, making him painfully aware of the sins he commited as he fled his family and clan he had belonged to all his life. The control over his own body weakened day by day, making him more of a hallow husk than a dragon in the end. While his life was extended, his body slowly began to fall apart, leaving the dragon with no other choice than to stitch himself back up with whatever leather they found.
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