SheerCold's dragon Artemi

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

4.06 m

Wingspan

4.37 m

Weight

335.74 kg

Genetics

Beige
Vipera

Obsidian
Stripes

Obsidian
Okapi

Hatchday

Mar 14, 2020
(4 years)

Breed

Adult
Tundra

Eye Type

Wind
Common

Level 7 Tundra

EXP: 1060 / 11881

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

none

Biography

Atremi

Mercenary • Basilisk Hunter • Hunter

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Blind:

▸ Unobservant: Lack of vision leads to missing details.

▸ Smell: Extremely accute sense of smell.

▸ Self-Reliant: Capable despite a short-coming.

▸ Nocturnal: Time of day matters not.

B I O G R A P H Y

Artemi is a vengeful and violent tundra, with a grudge and a cause. Born to a jolly tundra family in the windswept plains, Artemi's early childhood was a happy one. Filled with now foggy memories of warm spring days and the laughter of his siblings, any joy Artemi became accustomed to was short lived. He a tendency to roam, and an instilled love of adventure, just like his father. Artemi rarely found himself alone though. Usually at least partly accompanied by one of his surplus of siblings. His family was close, his parents spent all their time loving and caring for Artemi and his siblings, as the lush environment they lived in made food and shelter readily available. There was no real work to be done.

The rare time one found himself alone ended his childhood for him. Still far from fully fledged, Artemi returned to his family's den on a humid summer night. He often went for walks, just not often by himself. The leaves rustled in the wind no differently, and the insects hummed no quieter. But Artemi found the taste of the air haunting. From his approach dread flooded every one of his sense. And through the parted grass he was met with nothing. Nothing left of his family but statues. He grabbed a scarp of cloth from the scene, and his mothers broken locket, never to return.

Years later Artemi was stoic, angry, and most importantly alone. His tendecy to wander had not left him. And it was far more comfortable than setting up a home. To his present the last sight he saw remained his mother's horrified tearful gaze petrified in stone, futilely shielding a few of his already immortalized siblings. The ragged scrap of cloth that covers his eyes hadn't changed. It clung to the last trances of his family's scent, and their murder's. The only two scents he needed two know and the only two scents he would never forget.

Wandering through his adolescence eventually lead him to the southern icefields. The air was clear and dry and his tundra coat made the cold comfortable. Empty fields of flattened snow left him few obstacles to stumble upon though he usually found his acute sense of smell was adequate to guide him clear of most obstacles. And best of all, no dragons. Few life forms at all. Vegetation sparse, but enough for a loner. And the crisp scents were easy to follow...

Ufortunely enough, the world was not baren nor lifeless, even in the southern ice field. And though Artemi could end a hostile encounter quicker than it started, peaceful encounters were not his forte.

Sworn Enemy

His Mother's Locket

Loner:

▸ Hostile: A foreign presence is a threat.

▸ Self-Sufficient: Completely supported by their own efforts.

▸ Quiet: Not used to talking.

▸ Strange: Limited contact can lead to odd habits.

_The Tangle Wood_

____During the early years of his travelling the tundra spent some time tracking his monster through the treacherous tangle woods. He found it hard. His lack of sight became a real burden in the forest, where thorns and vines lined every path, his keen sense of smell could only do so much.

____Much to his dismay, during one of his tussles with a thicket of vines he was rescued. Another tundra, small and jolly, freed him from the vines, and even when Artemi grumbled his thanks, the tundra simply would not leave him be. His name was Juniper. A self-proclaimed fox-fire guide local to the area. Artemi had half a mind to just kill him and be done with it most of the time. The dragon was an absolute chatter box. But it had never sat right with him to kill and innocent, and though obnoxious, the tundra had proven himself an actually useful guide through the woods and was almost eager to help Artemi in his unknown quest. Though they separated when Artemi eventually found his chase lead him out of the wood, unbeknownst to him, Juniper followed some time after. For Artemi was not the only tundra with a good sense of smell.

_Basilisks_

____Artemi's eternal enemy, his family's killer, is the Basilisk. A rare but lethal mythical creature with the body of a roster and the tail of a snake. It enormous size and venom make it formidable, but it's true power is the ability to turn creatures to stone with a single glance. Artemi refuses to go the same way his family had. That day he had vowed to never see again, to never remove his blindfold. Part of his reason for travelling remains vengeance. He hopes to one day hunt down the very beast that killed his family.

____Artemi's blindfold contains the scent of the exact individual. Meaning Artemi will always have the scent for reference, but it can be hard to track something he is always smelling. Over the years Artemi became an adept hunter. Pratcing his tracking on prey, he also became a skilled fighter as well, battling beast for kill as well as any hostile dragons that crossed his path. Artemi makes a formidable tracker and assassin. Like a hound, all he needs his something with a dragons scent on it to track them down. He has been known to make a living hunting down dragons or beasts as a mercenary.

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Artemi's Quest

The basilisk hunter

(Farvel)
-parents killed by a baskilisk he will never forget it scent
-always wear a blind fold, refusing to die the same way his parents did
-angry and bitter at the world
-hates basilisk because of his namesake though it has no real meaning
-grumpy as hell
-mercenary

by @Dreadeer

shaxx wrote:

I think Artemi is my favorite of your dragons. I even went looking to learn more about him! His character design just really stands out to me for some reason, and it's hard to put my finger on it. There is just so much character from the overall composition of his apparel + color/genes.

PastelPerryton wrote:

I super love Artemi! He's got a really aesthetically pleasing look and has a really pretty and sound appearance.

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