Azterfel
(#57965091)
Level 8 Fae
Familiar
Roundhorn Rager
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Energy: 48/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Ice.
Male Fae
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
0.69 m
Wingspan
1.24 m
Weight
1.05 kg
Genetics
Blackberry
Basic
Basic
Marigold
Constellation
Constellation
Cinnamon
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 8 Fae
EXP: 3940 / 16009
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- none
Biography
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T H E- R E M N A N T
Mage | Searcher | Ancient One    ╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮ "I exist in many places, and I see through many eyes." - AZTERFEL THE ANCIENT - ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ Many dragons claim the title of ancient, but there are few who have more claim to it than Azterfel. No one can be quite sure how old Azterfel truly is, and he is unwilling to put a number to himself. Instead he quietly smiles as their guesses fall woefully short of reality, for he comes from the ancient past, a time when time itself had no name and darkness ruled over all. Although he was in his egg at the time, he can remember the first burst of light and the moment the stars began to burn. At the beginning, he couldn’t be said to have been a dragon or an egg at all. In simplest terms, Azterfel was a form of cosmic energy that knew itself and gave itself a name. He slumbered for centuries, gathering strength and absorbing all the secrets of the universe into his mind. The egg may have remained dormant forever, being buried with the rest of antiquity, but eventually, it decided it would join the world as a dragon. He was always powerful, but never so powerful as he was before he hatched. For as a seed of the universe, he could hold infinite knowledge, but as one of its denizens: he was limited to the capacity of a finite mind and an ever-expanding library. He was born into one body, and is it grew old, he simply willed another into existence. Then another. And another after that, leaving the old behind as a dormant shell. Occasionally he revisits these empty shells and glimpses the past he left behind, but he never stays long. As he dwells in Clan LockCharge, he cannot remember how many times he has changed, but in an act of sentiment, he has created his new body to look much the same as one from long ago, a life for which he retains a soft spot. After all, that is the life where he knew friendship and love, as well as the one where he felt searing loss and loneliness. Still, he is not entirely the same; after centuries of life, his eyes have faded to pale watery color, as if they are too old to remember what color they were before. His magic leaves no clues to his element, as his power never manifests visibly – or perhaps it is one of those colors that has been lost to history. To the onlooker, he merely looks or gestures and effects the world around him. Although an accomplished mage, Azterfel has no desire for power. Perhaps the battles and problems of the world seem insignificant to so vast a consciousness, or perhaps he is just not the sort to enjoy war. He agrees to help instruct Barty’s students, but often times, he is not much help to them. He simply understands energy and magic differently than they do, as a result of his primordial knowledge and very few understand his way of thinking. Barty and Aracaryn are two who can understand the truth as Azterfel sees it, but they do not always believe in it entirely. Barty prefers combat magic while Aracaryn sees magic as an extreme measure, to be used with temperance. When he is not teaching, Azterfel spends most of his time alone, although he is a passable relationship with the other mages. Still, he finds that the longer his is alive the more alien and strange the world and its inhabitants become to him. He once spoke every language of the earth, now he has only passing comprehension of the constantly-evolving language of life. When he can, he communicates telepathically, through images and feelings. Sometimes even this is incomprehensible to others, and fewer still allow him to enter their minds. The other mages freely allow him to dwell in their thoughts, but then, not everyone is as equipped to defend themselves from him if he were to attack them. If he has a true friend, it would be Hesperides. Her mind is so far from magic that he always finds a fresh perspective in her thoughts. He sees the beauty of the world through her eyes, a beauty that often escapes him as he explores the greater mysteries of the universe. In eternal pursuit of answers, Azterfel records his knowledge in a volume of journals, written in a script of his own invention that only he can read. Once knowledge is recorded, he is free to archive it and search for a new scrap of knowledge. If the seeming truth to Azterfel is the absolute truth, then Azterfel is one of the most powerful mortal beings, if not, then he is but a fragment of a long-passed time, deluded and scribbling meaningless nothings in his many books. For his part, he prefers to believe the former. |
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RELATIONSHIPS
ROMANTIC None FAMILIAL None PLATONIC Hesperides PROFESSIONAL Barty Aracaryn Pulsar Gallio ╰━━━━━━━━━╯ |
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