

Rowan
(#62280080)
'Karma is a divine being but pray to stay her gaze.'
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Energy: 46
out of
50

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Personal Style
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Skin
Effect
Scene

Measurements
Length
22.69 m
Wingspan
17.69 m
Weight
9162.97 kg
Genetics
Denim
Slime
Slime
Strawberry
Sludge
Sludge
Red
Firebreather
Firebreather
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Imperial
EXP: 0 / 245


STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
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R O W A N
Brave | Honourable | Aloof ”Be the Moon and inspire people even when you are far from full.”
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In haste, the eggs were hidden-- Tucked away in any nook and cranny that the dragons could find. Their wounds were fresh, spears and arrows protruding from their hides; blood trickling across feathers and scales alike. Even as the seconds ticked away and the eggs clawed into the dirt, beneath rotting foliage, the approach of the Beast Clan was audible. The last egg was shoved into the claws of it's sire, the Coatl grasping it with a panicked gaze as it's mother turned with blazing fury to bare her maw down upon the Serthis closing ranks upon them. If only one egg survived, she could perish well in that knowledge-- And perish, she did. Praying that her children survived the assault that had caught both of the parents off-guard in their travel to the lands of Arcane... To safety. As the Imperial fell, the Coatl fled. Distance put between himself and the atrocities behind; chest heaving with guilt and sorrow, one little egg left to protect. Tucking himself tightly into a nook in the dirt, body rolled into the virulent ground and his vibrant coloured dulled. There, he hid there with the egg coiled safely between his feathers and under wing. And that is where he stayed even as rot set in; even as life faded from his body. With barely enough energy to open his eyes, clinging to every moment, he could feel the movement of his young still coiled in the egg. And in relief, did he pass away. 'One of them will survive.' And to this, did Rowan open his glowering eyes many nights later. The stench of rotting filled his nostrils as he clambered out of his egg, through molted feathers and flesh. His first moments into a new world was carving a path across that which his parents left. The feathers of his father to retain warmth and see him hatch... ...and the looming corpse of an Imperial mother that was picked clean by vultures, rearing out of the ground only a mile away in the distance; those who sought to harm him hanging from maw and claw alike. With only two blue feathers in his maw, dirty and cold, did Rowan depart the grave site of his parents. ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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