Erebus
(#74086895)
Level 25 Tundra
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Energy: 50/50
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.35 m
Wingspan
4.4 m
Weight
321.72 kg
Genetics
Midnight
Bar
Bar
Jade
Blend
Blend
Denim
Smirch
Smirch
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Tundra
Max Level
STR
7
AGI
8
DEF
6
QCK
8
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
5
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- none
Biography
"I can offer you anything. Power, fame, money, love, whatever it is you want so badly...for a couple of things in return." |
_______Scarlet
Erebus Any Pronouns Shade God Chaotic Evil |
Narrative & Personality
"Heyyy!! Hey hey hey!" A shape in the dark called out to the guard dragon, Wisteria, passing his cell. She didn't turn her head. The thing fiddled with the cuffs around his so-called legs and so-called neck, jingling the chains in a way he knew highly irritated her. "I'll keep doing this till you talk to me," he said.
Wisteria paused. "What." She asked in a dead tone. "Aren't you bored? Doing this every day of your life? You want to spend your adult years pacing around a bunch of cells filled with shadows?" "I am not interested in making a deal with you," she said from the mental script she'd given him one hundred thousand times before. "If you continue to bother me I'll put you back in your box." God, he hated the box. He'd already tried so many of his usual offers. Something from down the hall shrieked, and her expression darkened. He had an idea. "I can give you silence," he said. When Wisteria didn't shut him down immediately, he continued, drawing from the limited things he knew about her. "I can bring you somewhere quiet, where nobody will find you and bother you, and you'll have the time to do and read whatever you want." She hesitated for a long moment. "I know what the catch is, beast, and I'm not interested in you taking my voice and my body for your nefarious means." Wisteria began walking once more and ignored him calling for her to come back, but it was too late for her. Erebus had something to work with now, and it was only a matter of time. -- Sensitive data. Do not proceed without the appropriate clearance. NAME: Calls himself Erebus TYPE(s): Minor deity, shapeshifter, possessor NOTES: Many eyed. Breathes smoke at all times. True form unknown, currently contained inside of a farmer who went missing fifty years ago. Found outside of the cavern city having been exiled. Going to be transported to Fortress of Ends on 02-2X-XX. WARNINGS: DO NOT AGREE TO ANY DEAL OR BET UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE, WE DO NOT WANT TO FIND YOUR BODY LATER. DO NOT ENGAGE WITH. WILL SAY OR DO ANYTHING TO GET OUT. DO NOT REMOVE CUFFS. |
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Exalting Erebus to the service of the Windsinger will remove them from your lair forever. They will leave behind a small sum of riches that they have accumulated. This action is irreversible.
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