Euryd
(#63824702)
Level 1 | Ambassador of Eternal Youth
Familiar
Fleetfoot Ampelope
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Energy: 49/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Wind.
Male Snapper
This dragon is benefiting from the effects of eternal youth.
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Personal Style
Hatchling dragons cannot wear apparel.
Scene
Measurements
Length
1.10 m
Wingspan
0.59 m
Weight
44.37 kg
Genetics
Buttercup
Stitched
Stitched
Metals
Paint
Paint
Eldritch
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Snapper
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
5
DEF
9
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
9
MND
5
Lineage
Biography
This lad was the first broken snapper on site. The glitch was found and reported on the day stitched/patchwork was released, the 11th of September, 2020. I think I was the second person to report it..?
There’s a lot on the site now.. wow.. I think male Gaolers with Latte Stained have a similar issue..
All hail the broken one. <3
Got broken on 13/09/20.
(The buttercup/stitched/snapper/hatchling is the part that breaks him)
I know he'll be fixed but it's fun having a broken dragon and then keeping them around as a memory.
[???] was once a normal hatchling. He was adopted into this clan, being warmly welcomed and looked after.
However, as [???] got older, he never grew, no matter how much he ate, he stayed small and stunted.
It was a day like any other. The birds were chirping, the sunlight fell through the leaves high up above, casting a wavering dapple over the forest floor.
[???] went to Valeri's lab. He had always liked Valeri. He was always kind and never questioned his age or size. He understood. The experiments he conducted fascinated him.
Giddy with excitement, [???] placed the items into the cauldron. He was making a stitched gene!
[???] stood for hours, chatting to Valeri all whilst staring mesmerized into the cool, bubbling fluid, waiting for it to finish.
Valeri took the gene out of the cauldron, and handed it to the ecstatic young snapper.
[???] applied it and Valeri watched in awe and horror as his buttercup skin began to glow, separating into stitched segments and then began gently dissipating into the air.
Within three minutes, [???]'s form was invisible. He could be touched, he still had a physical form, but it was not visible.
[???] made his way back to the clan. Everyone tried their best to help him, but his physical form teetered on the edge of non-existence. His invisible form would simply disappear into thin air, unable to be located by touch, sound or smell for hours at a time.
Slowly, the food being left out for him became untouched, and the scavengers would take it instead.
He was being forgotten. Forgotten by life itself.
His name is lost to the ways of time. The document containing his personal details went missing. It's almost as if he never existed.
The few who remember him refer to him as the dragon who broke.
"Pitch? You cannot stand thunderstorms, why in the name of the Flamecaller have you taken them off? You know you will end up overstimulated." Blaire scolded as she tended to the fire.
"I.. believe I can hear a cry outside-"
Replied Pitch, wincing as another thunderclap rang out.
"-I want to go and check.."
"I will come with you Pitch." Conscious stood up and stretched a little.
"I need to check how the river is coping, and I could do with a walk or a short flight. From the feel of the air, this won't ease anytime soon."
As Pitch and Conscious strode to the rushing river that had burst its banks, Pitch paused and sighed.
"..My head hurts." Pitch slouched as he called to Conscious, his voice barely heard over the rushing water and thunderclaps.
Conscious continued to the edge of the river before looking over her shoulder at Pitch.
"I can understand that." She called back, dipping her claw into the water to test the waters flow.
She cocked her head at him. "Do you think you can cope out here for much longer?"
Before Pitch had the chance to respond, a voice weakly croaked out
"Conscious! On the small rocky island!" He exclaimed.
With no hesitation Conscious leapt into action, with a few beats of her strong, large wings she had reached the small rocky bar and scrambled to grab the small dragon. The island was just barely big enough to hold the small dragon. Conscious gathered them in her arms and called out to Pitch.
"You go inform the others, I'll take them to the medical centre!"
Conscious hastily landed inside the fly-in entrance of the medical centre, protecting the tiny dragon as best as she could with her wings, to try keep them warm.
"Jackie! It's urgent! Small hatchling was found by the river, he's really cold." Conscious desperately shouted.
Jackie rushed into the room. She reached out and took the dragon in her arms.
"I'-..Oh Lightweaver they are cold, but breathing.."
Sprucedart walked into the room, hearing the commotion.
"Sprucedart, check if Valeri has his fires running, his room may be the warmest." Jackie spoke quickly, picking up a thick woolen blanket and wrapping the small dragon up, a worried expression on her face.
continue writing later
6 months later i have not continued writing lmao
I'LL BE SCROLLING THROUGH YOUR SHRINE
There’s a lot on the site now.. wow.. I think male Gaolers with Latte Stained have a similar issue..
All hail the broken one. <3
Got broken on 13/09/20.
(The buttercup/stitched/snapper/hatchling is the part that breaks him)
I know he'll be fixed but it's fun having a broken dragon and then keeping them around as a memory.
[???] was once a normal hatchling. He was adopted into this clan, being warmly welcomed and looked after.
However, as [???] got older, he never grew, no matter how much he ate, he stayed small and stunted.
It was a day like any other. The birds were chirping, the sunlight fell through the leaves high up above, casting a wavering dapple over the forest floor.
[???] went to Valeri's lab. He had always liked Valeri. He was always kind and never questioned his age or size. He understood. The experiments he conducted fascinated him.
Giddy with excitement, [???] placed the items into the cauldron. He was making a stitched gene!
[???] stood for hours, chatting to Valeri all whilst staring mesmerized into the cool, bubbling fluid, waiting for it to finish.
Valeri took the gene out of the cauldron, and handed it to the ecstatic young snapper.
[???] applied it and Valeri watched in awe and horror as his buttercup skin began to glow, separating into stitched segments and then began gently dissipating into the air.
Within three minutes, [???]'s form was invisible. He could be touched, he still had a physical form, but it was not visible.
[???] made his way back to the clan. Everyone tried their best to help him, but his physical form teetered on the edge of non-existence. His invisible form would simply disappear into thin air, unable to be located by touch, sound or smell for hours at a time.
Slowly, the food being left out for him became untouched, and the scavengers would take it instead.
He was being forgotten. Forgotten by life itself.
His name is lost to the ways of time. The document containing his personal details went missing. It's almost as if he never existed.
The few who remember him refer to him as the dragon who broke.
A few years have passed since he left us.
It's a dark stormy day, the wind is blustering and the ambassadors were huddled in the grove, around a large fire.
Amongst the crashing thunder and blinding lightning, Pitch takes off his headgear, confused.
Amongst the crashing thunder and blinding lightning, Pitch takes off his headgear, confused.
"Pitch? You cannot stand thunderstorms, why in the name of the Flamecaller have you taken them off? You know you will end up overstimulated." Blaire scolded as she tended to the fire.
"I.. believe I can hear a cry outside-"
Replied Pitch, wincing as another thunderclap rang out.
"-I want to go and check.."
Conscious abruptly closed her tome and placed it beside Oloros, who nodded at her.
"I will come with you Pitch." Conscious stood up and stretched a little.
"I need to check how the river is coping, and I could do with a walk or a short flight. From the feel of the air, this won't ease anytime soon."
Conscious and Pitch went out into the storm together, both staying silent, Pitch listening keenly.
As Pitch and Conscious strode to the rushing river that had burst its banks, Pitch paused and sighed.
"..My head hurts." Pitch slouched as he called to Conscious, his voice barely heard over the rushing water and thunderclaps.
Conscious continued to the edge of the river before looking over her shoulder at Pitch.
"I can understand that." She called back, dipping her claw into the water to test the waters flow.
She cocked her head at him. "Do you think you can cope out here for much longer?"
Before Pitch had the chance to respond, a voice weakly croaked out
".......e........ll.....p..."
Pitch bolted upright and began to scan the area. He spotted something- no someone clinging onto the scraggly rocks in the centre of the rushing river.
"Conscious! On the small rocky island!" He exclaimed.
With no hesitation Conscious leapt into action, with a few beats of her strong, large wings she had reached the small rocky bar and scrambled to grab the small dragon. The island was just barely big enough to hold the small dragon. Conscious gathered them in her arms and called out to Pitch.
"You go inform the others, I'll take them to the medical centre!"
Conscious hastily landed inside the fly-in entrance of the medical centre, protecting the tiny dragon as best as she could with her wings, to try keep them warm.
"Jackie! It's urgent! Small hatchling was found by the river, he's really cold." Conscious desperately shouted.
Jackie rushed into the room. She reached out and took the dragon in her arms.
"I'-..Oh Lightweaver they are cold, but breathing.."
Sprucedart walked into the room, hearing the commotion.
"Sprucedart, check if Valeri has his fires running, his room may be the warmest." Jackie spoke quickly, picking up a thick woolen blanket and wrapping the small dragon up, a worried expression on her face.
continue writing later
6 months later i have not continued writing lmao
I'LL BE SCROLLING THROUGH YOUR SHRINE
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