PurpleApocalypse
(#62415463)
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
0.79 m
Wingspan
0.97 m
Weight
2.31 kg
Genetics
Obsidian
Metallic
Metallic
Fog
Bee
Bee
Grape
Runes
Runes
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 3 Fae
EXP: 646 / 1401
STR
5
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
6
INT
8
VIT
5
MND
8
Lineage
Biography
PurpleApocalypse quietly flew through the cool night. Where was he even going? He squinted, but saw nothing but sky. It was getting cold, and the sun was beginning to rise. He sighed and shook his head, preparing to spend the night in the forest, when he heard someone behind him.
"Wait," the voice called.
He turned to see a green Fae running toward him. She had leafy wingdrapes over her wings and wore a dignified expression.
"Where are you going?" she tilted her head to one side, then shook her head. "No, no. I'm sorry. My name is Lady Conda."
No sooner had she said who she was did PurpleApocalypse suddenly feel his mind spin. He had heard that name before. It sounded familiar.
"I'm PurpleApocalypse," he nodded. "I'm looking for a new home."
"Oh," Conda's face became thoughtful. "Well let me help you with that! It so happens that my lair is open!"
PurpleApocalypse felt relief fill his mind. Finally, a new home!
"Thank you," he hopped over to her side.
"Anytime," Conda smiled. "One more thing though. I represent the Gladekeeper for my – excuse me – our lair."
PurpleApocalypse's mind suddenly swarmed with understanding. That was why the name sounded so familiar. He had heard about it in his birth lair when he was just a tiny hatchling.
"And you shall represent the Shadowbinder," Conda turned to him.
Mate: Conda
"Wait," the voice called.
He turned to see a green Fae running toward him. She had leafy wingdrapes over her wings and wore a dignified expression.
"Where are you going?" she tilted her head to one side, then shook her head. "No, no. I'm sorry. My name is Lady Conda."
No sooner had she said who she was did PurpleApocalypse suddenly feel his mind spin. He had heard that name before. It sounded familiar.
"I'm PurpleApocalypse," he nodded. "I'm looking for a new home."
"Oh," Conda's face became thoughtful. "Well let me help you with that! It so happens that my lair is open!"
PurpleApocalypse felt relief fill his mind. Finally, a new home!
"Thank you," he hopped over to her side.
"Anytime," Conda smiled. "One more thing though. I represent the Gladekeeper for my – excuse me – our lair."
PurpleApocalypse's mind suddenly swarmed with understanding. That was why the name sounded so familiar. He had heard about it in his birth lair when he was just a tiny hatchling.
"And you shall represent the Shadowbinder," Conda turned to him.
Mate: Conda
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