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Personal Style
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Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.83 m
Wingspan
7.78 m
Weight
686.42 kg
Genetics
Violet
Pharaoh (Aberration)
Pharaoh (Aberration)
Heather
Spade (Aberration)
Spade (Aberration)
Mist
Veined (Aberration)
Veined (Aberration)
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Aberration
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
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The trees are quiet. The singing woods are silent for once, like each and every leaf, berry, and branch is holding its breath all at once. Something slinks through the forest, one paw step placed carefully in front of the other, testing the ground lightly before committing to a full step. Silver leaves crinkle under the curved claws, echoing loudly in the silence.
Twin heads spin around like swivels, each rotating in a different direction, necks bending and swaying. Their manes shake as they move, one light and straight, fur like spines raised on the back of her neck, the other one darker and curly, tight ringlets shaking with every tentative step.
Streaks of purple run down her sides like bolts of lightning across her hide. Twin tails brush across the leaf litter behind her, covering up the steps of her disturbances. Her wings are loosely held about her, brushing against the trees to keep her on a path visible only to her mind. Her four eyes are open wide. They are dark and pink and a galaxy of stars shines in the dim light, silver leaves reflecting in their glassy surface. Pink magic flows around her faces, pulsating slowly in time with her slowed heartbeat.
One head pauses in its movements, drawing the body up short as the other swings around to follow her gaze. Nothing is clearly visible in the soft moonlight, but she does not see as we do. She is blind to the visible light we can see, hence her cautious steps and carefully poised wings to keep her balance. She cannot see the trees in the woods. She carefully traces the lines of magic that glow in an otherwise black world, interlacing into the deep earth. Some glow with the elements of nature, Arcane, Water, Fire, etc. Others run deeper, a color like shifting oil. This world is made of other worlds, ancient worlds now long gone, their remnants smashed together in The Joining leaving behind a chaotic glowing mess of mismatched gridlines.
A hub of light is what has caught her glowing eyes. Pink and oil run together, pouring over top of each other like a waterfall of pure light. They fight for dominance in the middle of the Liedwoud, an invisible war hidden deep in the forest.
Her paws take her towards the puddle of light. If she could see, there would be very little to make this spot stand out. A ring of mushrooms lines it in an irregular circle filled with silver leaf litter and purple soil. But in her eyes, this place is special. Up close, the magic burbles and groans like lava, pooling up from the cracks in the surface.
She pauses at the edge, tilting one head curiously. One head blinks its eyes and shakes herself of the shifting colors. She sits neatly on her hindquarters and reaches out with her paws, cupping them together to dip in. The mixture pools in her scaled paws, spilling out as she lifts them towards her face. It burns, stinging and pulling up blisters where it touches her black flesh, but if she can feel the pain, she shows no shine of it.
Both heads pull to either side, framing her cupped paws, like a statue. The pure mixture drips like sticky tar and plops silently back into the puddle. After a moment of not quite hesitation and not quite contemplation, she brings her paws up to her faces. They lean in, mirroring each other as they sip up the mixture. It burns her throats as it falls through her neck, glowing visibly as it travels down towards her chest.
The magic gone, now fully consumed, she shakes her paws out, the last vestigial drops disappearing off into the forest and landing with audible sizzles but invisible splashes. Her eyes glow brighter now. Her curly head tilts, as if contemplating some invisible sight. A smile breaks across her long snout and she hums quietly to herself. She stands on to her four paws, turning a little clumsily in place. One tail dips in to the puddle, hissing and blistering where it lands. Slowly she begins to walk away, once again holding her wings slightly to her side to brush the trees and her steps cautious before they land.
As she leaves the woods behind, sound begins to slowly return. First the rustling of the trees, nasty gossips that they are, always singing the secrets of the travelers that wander through. Then comes the cricket sounds and finally the birdsong slowly returns. In the wake of the strange dragon’s appearance, the forest returns to normal, the gridlines of ancient magics bubbling invisibly onwards, a world at war hidden in plain sight.
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DESCRIPTION
Tengliu is from an ancient order of sorcerers who trace their origins back to Novicae. In the old world, they were able to tap in to the magic of the world and view the ley-lines of their planet, but Sornieth is hostile to such practices, the elemental magics too strong on the surface to be welcoming to their Sight. In order to follow the same order in the modern age, they blind themselves as young children and undergo a strange, undocumented ritual to allow them to view the powerful ley-lines that run, inter-crossed deep within the Earth. The Order, the Dalikun, are not closely associated with a specific deity, although outsiders often associate them with Debirae, the goddess of the old magics. Tengliu's brain is divided into two, split between her two heads. They mutually share control over the movement of the body and thoughts, working together to from a cohesive identity. Her eyes are blind to the visual world, glowing pink and reflecting starlight, but they see the lines of magic both elemental and Vandoukun. Her scales are rough and worn, like chipped armor, when she stays in place she looks almost looks like a statue. By drinking the magic from the ley-lines, she gains the ability to see into possible futures, however her sight is often clouded by her own poor judgement and her terrible ambitions. |
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A Seer from the Dalikun Order, Tengliu is blind both literally and mentally, too consumed by her own ambitions to restore the power of her Order to a world that is naturally hostile to their ways. She will stop at nothing to achieve her goals, even if it means tearing her own body from the inside out or burning Sorineth to the ground. |
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