Nine
(#61302501)
Level 1 Gaoler
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Energy: 0/50
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Personal Style
Ancient dragons cannot wear apparel.
Scene
Measurements
Length
2.23 m
Wingspan
0.42 m
Weight
93.31 kg
Genetics
Lead
Jaguar (Gaoler)
Jaguar (Gaoler)
Caribbean
Striation (Gaoler)
Striation (Gaoler)
Cyan
Veined (Gaoler)
Veined (Gaoler)
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Gaoler
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Biography
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N I N E big things often have small beginnings |
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The skies above the Emberglow Hearth are thick with ash. When the storms roll in, it’s the thunder that gives them away. Lightning-flashes never get far, smothered by soot and smog, but the thunder rolls. It echoes over the hills and valleys in a low rumble, shaking the very rock formations, and the magma seems to steam and hiss in response. “The Flamecaller is talking to the Stormcatcher,” dragons tell their young. They do not know how right they are. We have made them, she tells him. They are our responsibility. They are tools, he argues. Workers. Soldiers. They are children. The sands of the Charged Barrens are lifted by the winds, revealing a dark tuft of fur. The Stormcatcher looks down upon the gaoler runt dispassionately. |
They are weak. It was too young to survive in the dunes. Abandoned by its parents, probably. The most efficient choice. If you believe that, you are blind. He nudges the tiny body. They die. A faint spark responds to his touch. Yes. But first, they live. The spark is ignited, lightning racing through the hatchling’s veins. Heart beats, lungs heave. They live, the Flamecaller says, because they are strong. |
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