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Mophasia

(#58850758)

Level 1 Banescale

Familiar

Ashspine Widow

Energy: 0/50

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Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

8.29 m

Wingspan

5.14 m

Weight

801.75 kg

Genetics

Hatchday

Jan 29, 2020
(4 years)

Breed

Adult
Banescale

Eye Type

Plague
Common

Level 1 Banescale

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

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Biography

M O P H A S I A

Protector of the Lost Orphans

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The crew, from the outside eye, bursts with color.

The Lost Orphans of Siren are bright and beautiful, adorned with jewels and pins buried into their thick fur, flashing in the light when the sun shines at a perfect angle. They’re angelic, shimmering, but bland and bleak when standing next to their leader.

Mophasia is not one of the Lost Orphans. In fact, she isn’t lost at all.

She’s been here for a long time, a ghost-like presence slinking between the paws of Guardians, clicking her claws along the polished wood of the ship. She remembers the first time she touched it, as a hatchling, seized from her gloomy cave by the Captain and hauled into a family filled with unforgiving warmth, a relentless acceptance.

Or it would be, if that was what Mophasia had wanted. Siren had walked around her, raising one of her paws, inspecting the Banescale’s flesh-tearing claws. “I have a job for you, if you’re interested,” she says. “And I think that you’re tough enough to take it on.”

Instead of acknowledging her second statement, she stares up into Siren’s deeply pink eyes, and replies, “I’m interested.”

The job is a protector, and she didn’t know why she expected differently. For Banescales, like her, all jobs involve violence. She was born with these attributes, and she’s obligated to use them. She might have been bitter; she was, actually, until she met the people she was supposed to protect.

They all had no idea who she was. No idea that there was a skeleton aboard their ship, tasked with cutting up any danger to the Captain’s precious crew. If they found out who she was, they wouldn’t love her like she loves them. It’s too dangerous to expose herself.

“Don’t tell anyone I’m here,” Mophasia tells Captain Siren, as the only condition of her acceptance of the role. “I don’t want them to find out.”

Siren, to her credit, doesn’t ask any questions. She simply nods and turns away, returning to her crew and gesturing for Mophasia to hide, to do whatever she wants with the newfound freedom she’s been given.

She climbs up to the crow’s nest of the ship, digging her claws into the wood as she hauls her still-growing body to the highest point. She curls her tail around her paws and stares down at her charges, talking amongst themselves. The existence of a guardian angel is unbeknownst to them.

She intends to keep it that way.

Lore by AquaPaladin

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