DelicateDoll
(#67401687)
Level 1 Nocturne
Familiar
Yellow-Throated Sparrowmouse
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Energy: 49/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Arcane.
Female Nocturne
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.67 m
Wingspan
5.7 m
Weight
665.34 kg
Genetics
White
Iridescent
Iridescent
White
Shimmer
Shimmer
White
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Nocturne
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Biography
"The splendid thing about falling apart silently is that you can start over as many times as you like."
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"I need advice from you for a speech that i am to make to our subjects." Badar came breezing into the vault, head deep in a scroll. Doll frowned at the man's casual words. "Good luck leading the sheep. I would rather soon throw myself from the tower than help you create false scripts." She huffed, turning away from the imperial and staring out the window. An exhausted sigh came from the man, sending her senses into high alert. "Delicate, please my dear, not today. You have such a way with words. I would greatly appreciate your input." His words came out clenched, telling of the rising anger slowly boiling below the surface. She instinctively flinched, clearly remembering the last time he has used such honey words. Things had not ended well for her. "Y-Yes, of course, what is it Husband?" Doll's words came out equally clenched, slowly turning back around and putting on a strained smile. If you looked close enough, you would see the fear making her shake. Badar's face turned sunny, chuckling and nudging the nocturne in a loving manner. "There we go. I have a few lines, here, let me show you." he sat next to her, ignoring the shaking in her frame. |
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"The wiser I get, the more I realize how much of a fool I am." Doll wasn't always this 'delicate', in fact she was once the very foundation of a temple's protection. She and and her disciples protected the temple of the Sun, paying homage and praying to their God in return for good fortune and prosperity. Growing up in the Temple, she believed with all her might in the God. But now that she was captured and subjected to worship a fake god, her belief wavered. What real God would let a false God enter their temple, kill or capture it's disciples, and burn it to the ground? With her entire life, clan, and belief ripped from her, Doll's mind has gone delicate. Some call her mad, mumbling scripts beneath her breath and praying to the sun rather than the Shrine of Chrome or the Immortan. All the while no one quit knows the war being waged in her mind, just how deliate her mind tithers on the edge of oblivion. |
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