Crux
(#64148237)
Level 25 Guardian
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
9.95 m
Wingspan
17.97 m
Weight
7944.76 kg
Genetics
Midnight
Basic
Basic
Crimson
Basic
Basic
Avocado
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Guardian
Max Level
STR
116
AGI
5
DEF
5
QCK
41
INT
5
VIT
13
MND
5
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- none
Biography
Those who wander into the territory of the Shadebrook Clan report stories of their leader. A den mother with scales of night and wings of blood. Some claim she is a reaper, others know better. There is always someone waiting to greet you when you are at the end of the road.
Crux preferred to keep to herself, when she could help it. She was intimidating, with her dark colors blending seamlessly with the shadows she called her home, rendering her nigh invisible, and she liked it that way. She wasn't one to socialize, unless "socializing" involved watching trespassers from the dark until they drew close enough for her to spread her crimson wings and grin her sharp smile, warning them away from her territory without uttering a word. She's been known to prowl the dark of the woods for hours, keeping a watchful eye for those who may wish her and her clan harm.
Even so, Crux is not a cruel dragon. She has welcomed a great many hatchlings under her proverbial and literal wings, and those with nowhere else to go have a tendency to find themselves at her border. She has a sense for those who need a home--sometimes, she knows before the dragon themself that they are lost. She has experience, after all.
The memories of the clan she was born into have been washed away with the years. She knows they were of the shadow flight too--they must have been. But that is no grand revelation--that can be deduced from the purple of her eyes. No, whoever they were, they're gone now--if not having quite literally gone to Shadowbinder, then at the very least gone from her mind.
The first thing she can recall is scratching out a home among the ruins and the stones in the deep dark of the wood. Nestled among the crumbling walls of some once-grand castle or outpost, she vowed to herself that no one should have to feel quite so lost. Once she was bigger, stronger, able to fend for herself, she slowly built her clan of misfits and rebels from the ground up. She has found her family, now, and who knows, traveller--maybe you're a part of it too.
(Need: bar, constellation, runes, obelisk breed change)
Crux preferred to keep to herself, when she could help it. She was intimidating, with her dark colors blending seamlessly with the shadows she called her home, rendering her nigh invisible, and she liked it that way. She wasn't one to socialize, unless "socializing" involved watching trespassers from the dark until they drew close enough for her to spread her crimson wings and grin her sharp smile, warning them away from her territory without uttering a word. She's been known to prowl the dark of the woods for hours, keeping a watchful eye for those who may wish her and her clan harm.
Even so, Crux is not a cruel dragon. She has welcomed a great many hatchlings under her proverbial and literal wings, and those with nowhere else to go have a tendency to find themselves at her border. She has a sense for those who need a home--sometimes, she knows before the dragon themself that they are lost. She has experience, after all.
The memories of the clan she was born into have been washed away with the years. She knows they were of the shadow flight too--they must have been. But that is no grand revelation--that can be deduced from the purple of her eyes. No, whoever they were, they're gone now--if not having quite literally gone to Shadowbinder, then at the very least gone from her mind.
The first thing she can recall is scratching out a home among the ruins and the stones in the deep dark of the wood. Nestled among the crumbling walls of some once-grand castle or outpost, she vowed to herself that no one should have to feel quite so lost. Once she was bigger, stronger, able to fend for herself, she slowly built her clan of misfits and rebels from the ground up. She has found her family, now, and who knows, traveller--maybe you're a part of it too.
(Need: bar, constellation, runes, obelisk breed change)
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