Mazoku
(#64810362)
Level 1 Imperial
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
21.44 m
Wingspan
20.36 m
Weight
7882.93 kg
Genetics
Obsidian
Metallic
Metallic
Obsidian
Facet
Facet
Obsidian
Crackle
Crackle
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
NOT FOR SALE/TRADE
M A Z O K U
"Quote"
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The old monastery waited quietly beneath the full moon’s light. There were only subtle sounds - the faint whistling of wind through cracks in the old windows and the ever-present hum of flies as they darted about the stagnant air. Occasionally, the floor would groan, rotting wood shifting beneath the weight of a great beast. Blackmore let out a sigh as he laid his massive head against the floor. He was once again guarding a nest, a haphazard structure of torn fabric and the shredded pages of old holy books that cradled three luminous eggs. Blackmore’s own form was coiled about the periphery, dark fur rising and falling with his breath. The hatchlings would emerge soon, and Blackmore would be alone in raising them this time. Indeed, the hatchlings’ mother was asleep somewhere deep within the form she shared with Blackmore. Despite being intertwined, Agatha and Blackmore had fought, constantly battling for control of their shared physical form. Agatha had finally succumbed to the afflictions that face any mortal - starvation and disease. Death should have followed were it not for Blackmore’s presence re-animating her cold flesh from within. The eggs were already lifeless when the Wildclaw laid them, but they remained viable by the same magic that tied their father to the physical plane and they too were born inhabiting forms that should not have contained life. As their forms deteriorated, the children looked for new ways to anchor themselves to the physical plane and each of them bound themselves instead to a location. Church-grims, they were called, massive beasts that haunted the old ruins of churches and other holy places. They fed from the faith of those who visited, forcing them to sit endlessly and pray as their forms wasted to dust. The beasts themselves were rarely seen, dark dog-like creatures whose fur trailed off into black smoke as they stared through brilliant eyes. Those who stared back would become caught in the beasts’ trance, a daydream from which they would never wake up.
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