Slamjam
(#65974968)
Level 1 Gaoler
Familiar
Fire Grub Swarm
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Energy: 48/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Shadow.
Female Gaoler
This dragon is benefiting from the effects of eternal youth.
This dragon is an ancient breed.
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Personal Style
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Scene
Measurements
Length
1.78 m
Wingspan
0.30 m
Weight
104.67 kg
Genetics
White
Phantom (Gaoler)
Phantom (Gaoler)
Strawberry
Spirit (Gaoler)
Spirit (Gaoler)
Crimson
Riot (Gaoler)
Riot (Gaoler)
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Gaoler
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
5
DEF
7
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
9
MND
7
Lineage
Biography
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You don't think you've ever seen a more unfortunate looking hatchling. At first there had been a note of panic, seeing the dragon with her fur plastered to her skin and oozing a cherry red, but she was quick to dismiss the rising concerns. "It's strawberry jam," She insisted, licking a stripe of red ooze from her nose. You weren't going to take her word for it, it didn't have the right consistency for jam, or even blood for that matter. It smelled earthy, like the reek that would hit your face if you tilted a rock up after a storm. She had to sit on a tall stool to reach the counter at the bar, quietly sipping at her hot chocolate and staring at each patron around her in turn. The owner tried to make small talk with her about the usual things, what her favorite flavor of milk was, did she come earthside, and seemed altogether unconcerned about her current state. She was still sopping, dripping red onto the seat beneath her. She wasn't shy, but that didn't mean she was much for chatter. It took ages, but slowly her fur began to dry, and the liquid did not seem to run quite so thick. By the time most of the guests began to filter out, it had congealed into sharp spikes which grew out of her shoulders and spine. Before you were able to ponder the nature of the growths, there was a sudden sound of twisting metal. The stool beneath her shifted, jerked, then pitched onto the floor. It wasn't much of a fall, but the hatchling still sprawled over the wood, limbs tangled beneath her. You were by her side in a flash, but she slowly got back to her feet, blinking large sideways pupils at the twisted metal of the chair like it had personally cursed her. Your eyes follow. They were new bar seats, relatively speaking. They should not be overcome with rust, or splattered with mold. The pulsing red growth was thickest near the bottom of the chair and the seat cushion, though smaller globs littered the floor, leading in from the entrance. "Stupid chair. Why do you make them so tall if they're just going to fall over?" Was all the dragonet had to say. You donned a pair of gloves to clean the rapidly expanding mess, hoping it was enough to keep your claws from suffering the same fate. |
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