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Mirica

(#65343026)

Level 12 Bogsneak

Rumi

Scaleback

Energy: 48/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

6.96 m

Wingspan

7.2 m

Weight

530.29 kg

Genetics

Amethyst
Fern

Vermilion
Fissure

Buttercup
Basic

Hatchday

Nov 24, 2020
(3 years)

Breed

Adult
Bogsneak

Eye Type

Earth
Rare

Level 12 Bogsneak

EXP: 847 / 38956

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

none

Offspring

none

Biography

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Mirica
Vow of Poverty

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B I O G R A P H Y

______ Mirica was never really close to her birth family. All of them were incredibly greedy and selfish, none of them even really seemed to care about each other. Even with all their excess, they refused to use their wealth for good, and let poorer dragons suffer. She decided that treasure was the problem, that it warped a dragon's mind, and made them cold and heartless. The poor bogsneak tried to get her family to give up their greedy ways, but was cast from her home for her audacity. Determined to not end up like her family, Mirica vowed to give up any treasure she came across, and make her way in the world without it.

______ Soon after she set off, she realized she had no shelter, and nights were cold and lonely. Just when she was resigning herself to another cold night, she came across a dwelling decorated with strange relics. Eager for a chance to sleep in warmth, she peeked underneath the cloth doors to see a rather grim looking guardian. Upon noticing her, his gaze softened, and he spoke in a voice that sounded rough and heavy. The dragon's name was Mortis, and he was from a clan of guardians who believed the whole world to be their charge, and that they should protect all of their inhabitants equally. When Mirica asked why he left, the old dragon didn't answer right away, and simply looked off into the distance. All he said of the incident, was that he made a grave error that cost another life dearly, and because of that, he left in shame. The guardian shook the thoughts of failure from his head and asked Mirica what she was doing out in the middle of nowhere. When she told her story, he nodded, and decided to help her. Mortis began to explain that there was a clan of odd dragons that were strong, and could help train her if she so wished. He also mentioned a skydancer who worked as a traveling apothecary. Finally, he described a living statue covered in strange purple plants and fungus that came through the area. They were both harmless, and he told Mirica she didn't need to be afraid of them. Once that was out of the way, Mortis cleared an area in his home for her to sleep, which she thanked him for profusely, having not known such generosity in her life. This, she thought, was the start of something truly new.

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