Sadr

(#59707961)
Epidemiologist
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Female Guardian
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Personal Style

Apparel

Refined Highnoon Brimmer
Gothic Dried Tea
Malign Vial
Mysterious Mantle
Traditional Broadsword
Gothic Towel
Malign Gambeson
Malign Footpads
Malign Tools
Malign Gloves
Veteran's Eye Scar

Skin

Skin: Emberlady

Scene

Scene: Icewarden's Domain

Measurements

Length
17.78 m
Wingspan
19.7 m
Weight
11288.3 kg

Genetics

Primary Gene
Obsidian
Lionfish
Obsidian
Lionfish
Secondary Gene
Blood
Striation
Blood
Striation
Tertiary Gene
Banana
Firefly
Banana
Firefly

Hatchday

Hatchday
Mar 04, 2020
(4 years)

Breed

Breed
Adult
Guardian

Eye Type

Eye Type
Plague
Unusual
Level 25 Guardian
Max Level
Scratch
Eliminate
Rally
Haste
Sap
Berserker
Berserker
Berserker
Ambush
Ambush
STR
104
AGI
9
DEF
5
QCK
90
INT
5
VIT
16
MND
5

Lineage

Parents

Offspring


Biography

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______ Sadr the Resilient | the Epidemiologist

Haunted by the bloodied legacy of her parents, Sadr seeks a life of calm peace. Bound to Valhall not through free will, but through her Charge, she once did her best to isolate herself. But she cannot stay idle in the face of suffering and, despite knowing she would have to forfeit her solitude, she stepped out of the shadows to embrace the new dawn fully.
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__ 59707961.png Sadr is not one for words, more so a creature of quiet contemplation, and she enjoys her own company most of all. It is not because she dislikes others, nor some misguided wish for solitude, but an innate fear of what it would mean to grow attached. Love is the most dangerous thing of all, and Sadr knows this, and few guard their heart as closely as she.

Would she, too, grow hungry for something she could never give herself? And who would suffer for it? The anxiety rests heavily in her chest, a soft thrum following the beat of her heart, and Sadr decided she could never risk it. Solitude would be her salvation.
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Not that she ever did love much, despite the things she'd done to get where she were meant to be. Her fling with a sly, business oriented fae had been the only way to convince him to allow her shelter from the storm that swept the Icefields when she arrived, and the children she had never saw the light of day as the cold claimed them before life could grace them; it weren't love, any of it, and if she mourned the loss of her children she never did speak of it. The Icewarden would care for them, she supposed, and she'd been able to continue her journey. None of it had been love, except for the single moment when she had laid eyes on her Charge, and relief had bled over into love for the Fates having blessed her. Her Charge weren't a troublesome, living and breathing creature, and she could learn to love that which could not hurt her in return.

Never had she expected to find love in those that could hurt her in return. But it happened so, and she struggled to make sense of it then and now, for the dragons of Valhall grew to love her in the same manner she'd only ever expected to, perhaps, love her Charge. If that could even be called love, she supposed, for it wasn't like she'd had a choice. From kindred spirits she kept a wings length away, to cautious acquaintances she wished no harm, to tentative friends she suffered alongside, and then to family like she'd never known before. The hunger may never leave her, and she hates how it flares even in the most comfortable warmth of the fire, but perhaps, she thinks, it is worth the trouble to wrestle it under control for those that love her so.

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» Alongside her title of epidemiologist, she is also known as Valhall's main pathologist. Sadr considers herself somewhat of a scholar as well.

» Sadr came to Valhall during her Search. Though one can wonder about the technicalities, the Wall itself that is her Charge.

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428290p.png H R A F N A G U D
Hrafnagud was everything her previous lover wasn't. Not that she'd had anything resembling love with him, but it had convinced her that sealing her heart away was best. And then Hrafnagud waltzed into her life, saw her, and Sadr felt things she hadn't believed herself capable of. Perhaps, this once, she could allow herself something good.

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Hugin is undoubtedly the one that truly knows her. Though he does not speak, he is as much a treasured friend to Sadr as anyone else, and it is he that gives her the best advice when life grows troubled. Perched side by side on the edge of the Wall, they will gaze out on the horizon, seeing something of value few others can appreciate.

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Bonding over a mutual understanding of rough parents, Baldr quickly grew on Sadr. He knows the weight of a bloodline, of legacy, and he too prefers to linger awkwardly at the edge of the crowds. Kindred spirits with a wish to help others, to give the world something meaningful, these two make a considerable pair that ought not to be underestimated.

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Drawn in by his chaotic mindset and boundless energy, Sadr found herself an unlikely friend in Sól. Able to think his way through any problem, he's always reliable in a pinch, and she's met a surprising amount of new dragons whilst trying to keep up with his nonsense. And it's freeing, to join his chaos, in ways she never thought she'd experience.
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Not that she ever did love much, despite the things she'd done to get where she were meant to be. Her fling with a sly, business oriented fae had been the only way to convince him to allow her shelter from the storm that swept the Icefields when she arrived, and the children she had never saw the light of day as the cold claimed them before life could grace them; it weren't love, any of it, and if she mourned the loss of her children she never did speak of it. The Icewarden would care for them, she supposed, and she'd been able to continue her journey. None of it had been love, except for the single moment when she had laid eyes on her Charge, and relief had bled over into love for the Fates having blessed her. Her Charge weren't a troublesome, living and breathing creature, and she could learn to love that which could not hurt her in return.

Never had she expected to find love in those that could hurt her in return. But it happened so, and she struggled to make sense of it then and now, for the dragons of Valhall grew to love her in the same manner she'd only ever expected to, perhaps, love her Charge. If that could even be called love, she supposed, for it wasn't like she'd had a choice. From kindred spirits she kept a wings length away, to cautious acquaintances she wished no harm, to tentative friends she suffered alongside, and then to family like she'd never known before. The hunger may never leave her, and she hates how it flares even in the most comfortable warmth of the fire, but perhaps, she thinks, it is worth the trouble to wrestle it under control for those that love her so.
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