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Morrighan

(#70741152)

Level 4 Spiral

Familiar

Sagittarius

Energy: 28/50

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Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

2.02 m

Wingspan

2.22 m

Weight

89.37 kg

Genetics

Sanguine
Metallic

Sanguine
Bee

Red
Lace

Hatchday

Jul 08, 2021
(2 years)

Breed

Adult
Spiral

Eye Type

Plague
Dark Sclera

Level 4 Spiral

EXP: 97 / 4027

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Kazuri
Carob

Offspring

none

Biography

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Morrighan
{ Mor-ri-gan }
Strategist

Nicknames: (none)
f. one of three war Goddesses that featured in Irish mythology
"The Phantom Queen"
• gift from tyraa

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► HISTORY
In Celtic mythology, the Morrighan is known as a goddess of battle and war. However, there's a bit more to her than this. Also referred to as Morrígu, Morríghan, or Mor-Ríoghain, she is called the "washer at the ford," because if a warrior saw her washing his armor in the stream, it meant he was to die that day. She is the goddess who determines whether or not you walk off the field of battle, or are carried off upon your shield. In later Irish folklore, this role would be delegated to the bain sidhe (banshee), who foresaw the death of members of a specific family or clan.

Look completed 7/19/21

► CHARACTER
Morrighan is the type of dragon that freaks people out until they get to know her. Her appearance and reputation precedes her, making it hard for people to get close. Those eyes just make her look devilish. I feel like she's the type to come to a king/ruler/leader and offer her services to them. She'll predict the outcomes of battle and advise the ruler on how to proceed. She's gone through a few rulers due to them disregarding her advice and getting killed/dethroned. Sometimes she'll leave the ruler when her help is no longer needed, seeking out another ruler that may need her help. She can turn into a crow and often does so to observe battles from afar. She'll appear in front of dragons that are fated to die and merely nod to them wordlessly, acknowledging their life and their death at the same time. She's usually quiet until her advice isn't taken, then she gets sassy and sarcastic. She's respectful to everyone including the lowliest of servants.

-Hearthdragons

Morrighan is what some would call a "watcher". Not just in the literal sense of her seeing the future or watching from afar as dragons clash, but that she looks out for others in general. While she does get paid (most of the time) for using her powers for kings/queens/important dragons, she feels obligated to use her powers for good from her moral compass. Unlike others, she does not hate death, rather she accepts it as being the counter to life, kind of like yin-yang. Sometimes when she's in her bird form, children will offer her snacks because they believe it will bring them good luck. She will always accept their offer and will even rarely let them touch her (gently). When a vision is strong enough, she can taste iron.

-Friendly2000

► SHORT STORY

Morrighan sighed. This was not going to be a good day; rather the opposite. There was to be a fight. A lot of bloodshed, more than most battles she’d seen.

Contrary to her namesake, Morrighan hated blood and fighting. She’d learned to cope with this hatred over her years working as a sort of banshee, warning dragons of their death, and advising kings and queens on battles yet to come. But this. . . this vision was the worst she’d seen. So, in the early hours of the morning, she sat at her desk, racking her brain for a possible way to stop the bloodshed.

What if I tell the king that he should move the troops this way? Or that way? Ughh. . . I don’t know.

Eventually, Morrighan’s head slipped out of her claws and onto the table. Her many eyes slowly shut and she drifted to sleep.

A beam of sunlight streaming in from the dusty window above Morrighan woke her. Groggily at first, her head rose, and she blinked the sleep out of her eyes, yawning. Then it hit her.

“The battle!” She practically shouted. Now fully panicked, she rushed to the door and began to fly as fast as she could to the king’s palace.

Why did he insist on me living all the way out here? She cursed the king to herself.

Her red scales gleamed in an unnatural way as she shot past the quaint villages beneath her. Trying her best to ignore the occasional surprised shouts from the villagers, Morrighan raced on.

Finally, after what seemed like days, she reached the towering gates of the castle. Pushing them open, she continued inside, where the king sat on his throne.

“Finally, Morrighan.” His voice seemed to boom out across the gigantic room. Tapestries draped the walls, and a huge mound of gold and treasure sat behind the king. “You’re late. So, do you have anything to tell me about?” He continued, now looking at Morrighan with a mix of interest and annoyance.

“Yes. Your Majesty, I’ve seen a battle today. Possibly worse than I’ve ever seen before. Please, for the sake of your army and your people, do anything you can to avoid it.” Morrighan’s voice was full of pleading.

The king smirked at her. “Oh, you mean that silly old skirmish? Of course we’re going to win. What are you talking about?”

Morrighan glared at him with all of her eyes. She could feel the king shrink back slightly as she did so. “It’s not like I can see the future or anything.” She muttered to herself before continuing on. “Sire, please, do not fight this battle. You will lose, awfully.”

The king shook his head and flicked his claws, gesturing for Morrighan to be escorted out.

“You’ll regret this!” She shouted as two armed guards practically shoved her out onto the front steps. She shook her head and stole one last glance of the king before the large doors shut with a clang. Suddenly, a picture came to her mind. It was the king, laying there on presumably a battlefield, bloodied all over. He seemed to be dying.

Morrighan blinked the image away, and exhaled deeply.

“He should’ve listened to me. Now he’s going to pay.” She muttered darkly before quickly transforming into a crow and flying up to the top of the castle, slipping into sleep once more.

She was woken by the clatter of armour. Despite the fact that she knew where it was coming from, she still peeked over the edge of the roof with a heavy heart. She knew all of these dragons were going to die later that day. Swooping down onto a post fairly close to where the dragons were suiting up for battle, Morrighan began to preen her feathers before slowly looking around at all of them. Some began to notice her, and as they did, they began whispering nervously. One went up to her and stared at her for a moment. As if to acknowledge him, Morrighan nodded slowly while maintaining eye contact.

Then, the king burst out of a door nearby.

“What’re you doing? Come on, hurry up! We’ve a battle to fight!” He was covered in thick, steel plates that clanged as he walked.

“But- the crow-” One soldier tried to protest. The king only waved him off with a heavily clad hand.

“Pah! Silly old bird.” He swung at Morrighan. She glared at him before flapping back up to the castle. A feeling of justice rose in her stomach as she remembered the image of the bloody king.

Soon enough, the dragons and their king began their ride to the battle. Swooping overhead, Morrighan followed.

It had begun. The battle was nearly over already; the enemy had brought more than 10 times the dragons. There was blood everywhere, and almost all of it was from the king’s soldiers. Morrighan peered over the battlefield, searching for the king. Then, she spotted him. The armour that had shone back at the castle now littered the ground around him, dull with scratches and dried blood. She flew down and landed beside him. He weakly turned his head to look at her, and she nodded, before briefly turning back to her dragon form.

“You shouldn’t have doubted me.” She whispered, quickly changing back and swooping away before she herself was hit by a stray arrow.

By Anomal0car1s

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► STATS & ABILITIES

Morrighan doesn't particularly like to fight, nor does she need to. Her strengths lie in strategy, not the physical. She possesses the ability to overwhelm her opponents through subterfuge and trickery.
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How I imagine her
https://www.deviantart.com/shinasty/art/The-Crow-578686642

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