Ivanov
(#59337807)
Level 1 Mirror
Familiar
Triple-Sight Firebug
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Male Mirror
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.6 m
Wingspan
6.45 m
Weight
685.54 kg
Genetics
Cream
Tiger
Tiger
Maize
Blend
Blend
Rust
Ringlets
Ringlets
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Mirror
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
8
DEF
6
QCK
8
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
5
Biography
   
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She had tried to escape once; right around the time she learned what her Role was going to be. Still shaking, she'd bolted. And, well, the Plague was not kind to perceived weakness. Her wounds had healed over into twisted scars- a badge of honor in its own right. When her brother hatched, she'd been enthralled. Never before had she seen such a small, weak thing so jealously protected. Guarded by the imposing figure of her mother, the hatchling grew on stories of his fate: of the Plaguebringer and her Legion and his role as a cog in the ever spinning machine. Her brother was small. Helpless in a way that she never was: Plague was in her blood- was a visceral part of her psyche. Her brother, mirror though he was, merely apperared to be Plague. There was something soft about him- a weakness that peered out from his eyes when he glanced at her. A gentle soul. They would eat him up alive. Bitterly she smothered the ache in her soul- she’d hovered over her brother long enough for him to fend for himself. Under her looming shadow he’d grown. Whether it be “up” or “soft” was out of her hands. He wasn’t her responsibility, even with the yearning Ache in her soul. He wasn’t her Charge. Like her mother before her, her Charge was carrying out the will of the Plaguebringer. Her will was absolute. Undeniable. To entertain the thought of another Purpose, another Charge, was grounds for exile. The only Search that happened was a short excursion to the plaguelands to ponder how best to serve Plague. Some came back as Hunters. Others as Scouts. Some never returned. Her mother was a Breeder, tasked with rearing and raising (and sometimes procuring) hatchlings. Her father, though an Apostate, was still useful to the will of the Plaguebringer. And she was to be a Guard, silent and distant as she stood watch. The Culling was coming and her brother was not ready. He was soft and wide eyed and filled with a sense of wonder that she could not bear to see smothered. He didn’t even protest when she nudged him awake and led him to the edge of the clan. “Go,” she rumbled, the first words she’d spoken to him. They hung heavy in the air. A promise? A threat? She wasn’t sure herself. The moment lingered, begging for more to be said. Nothing was. Perhaps it was better that way. How could she place that burden on him? How could she let him know how easily he had injured her soul- how it bled as he stepped out from her shadow. It was better that way. |
   
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