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Petrichor

(#74371905)

"You are filthy and so are those you mourn."

Ian

Unyielding Sagittarius

Energy: 50 50

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Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

25.33 m

Wingspan

24.45 m

Weight

6220.23 kg

Genetics

Coal
Iridescent

Black
Bee

Ice
Crackle

Hatchday

Dec 18, 2021
(3 years)

Breed

Adult
Imperial

Eye Type

Light
Common

Level 1 Imperial

EXP: 0 / 245

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QCK

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Biography

P E T R I C H O R

BARGHEST LORE AND LINEAGE PROJECT

GENERATION II
BLACKMORE'S LINE

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The entry is written in faded ink, a date scrawled at the top of the page next to a short title that reads “Dark Mirrors”. It is the account of one Madeline Monrose, regarding memories of her grandfather’s tales and the now recently abandoned town of Senth.

I grew up in the Hewn City. I was part of a small family - myself and my brother Ian, our parents, and grandfather. Our family moved to the Sunbeam Ruins from the Snowsquall Tundra before my brother and I were born, but the family traditions and many of the old superstitions from the Southern Icefield came with us. Indeed, my grandfather always told the strangest stories. The majority of our family thought him paranoid in his old age as he would drape all of the mirrors with thick white sheets each night. When we asked him why, he would smile. It was a thin, strained smile burdened with worry. “Let me tell you a story”. He would say as he led my brother and I towards an old rocking chair by the fire.

“Long ago” our grandfather began, “the Southern Icefield was protected by a family of mages who swore their fealty to the Icewarden and vowed to combat the strange forces that attempted to descend from the mountains. Their palace was known as Moondoore, a fortress said to have been created by an elven architect who bestowed the mages with a device capable of moving the palace. For many years, Moondore stood to protect the Icefield. . . until the day that it mysteriously disappeared.
 They say that without the palace, those strange forces once held at bay now descended from the mountains. Still, they come at night to those who are not wary. You must hang the sheets to keep them away.” Begrudgingly, my brother and I hung the sheets, obscuring the mirrors each night with thick white cloth.

I forgot about my grandfather’s stories as I grew. He passed a few years after my brother and I moved out of our childhood home and I suppose that the family superstitions died with him. I convinced myself that his tales were nothing more than that - stories meant to frighten children. Besides, even if such creatures existed, we had moved away from the Southern Icefields and there were no rumors of monsters emerging from mirrors in other lands.

I was reminded of my grandfather’s tales when the disappearances began in the town of Senth. They were strange cases of unrelated victims going missing in the night, but the detail that gave me chills were the broken mirrors in each of their homes. Those shards on the ground were blackened as if they were fragments of obsidian and after hearing those rumors, I began covering the my own mirrors at night once more.

I can’t say that I’ve ever seen one of the beasts that emerge from the mirrors, but I spoke to one other survivor who described them as great black dogs that come through the reflective glass, their forms comprised of those dark shards. Those beasts can see through any mirror, perhaps appearing as reflections themselves as they observe their prey. I think it’s best to stay away from mirrors entirely now. After all, I’m the only one left now from Senth who ultimately survived.

We investigated the abandoned town of Senth, located on the outskirts of the Hewn City. The majority of the architecture was still intact due to its relatively recent vacancy. In nearly every building, we were able to recover the remains of shattered mirrors littering the floors. They were unusually dark and cold to the touch. . . not unlike the walls within the palace of Moondoore. I always wondered how much longer those beasts would stay isolated within their castle and it seems now that they've found a way to extend the reaches of their mirror realm.

- A. Rowan

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|| Patrolling...something || Great Black Hound ||
"Only fools believe evil doesn't bask in daylight."
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Personality

Dreary and entirely lacking any inflection to her voice when she speaks, it's a marvel Tanzanite became head of anything. Let alone the head of an entire house. Most believing that the more negative you are, the more negative beings you draw to you. Which from experience, isn't always true.

Most anything when given the choice, would prefer a streamline experience. You can be as monotone and gloomy as you want as long as you help the being work through their issue efficiently. When on a case, Tanzanite changes almost fundamentally. Depending on the scenario, she doesn't drag her feet. Her posture straightens out and her voice commanding and stern when it is needed.

One can never fool around when it comes to the dead. Eldritch and beings of other origins will not listen, if you don't give them a reason to. One should never fool around when it comes to work either.

Unfortunately, most everyday people don't find her distinct work ethic and lack of personality as endearing. Others find her quite boring or creepy. Crooked posture, silent steps and having your face almost always covered tends to intimidate others, well, the ones who don't know her at least.

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Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/Him
Attraction: -
Mate: -
Age: 18 - 20
Height: 5'4"
Birth Clan: The Courts
Voice: link

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Backstory

Despite the best denial, it still whispers to his soul. Bitternes in hypocracy that didn't feel his own, hush truths felt in hisnvery soul.

All the saints are sinner, see it in their eyes".

I N V E N T O R Y

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Playlist

Amano Tsukiko - Chou
Amano Tsukiko - Koe

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Ian Walters

Conduit of The Black Beast

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Trivia

- Name Meaning: Noun, a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather.

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- Something reminiscent of black shuck or a grim.

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HOARD

FOOD

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Friend

Kicho

Messenger/Infantry

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Uncle

Umihito
(Record Keeper)

Quote:

"He seemed cool, our family was never the kind to be too close to each other."

Second Cousin

Fray
(Paranormal Investigator)

Quote:

"I see life good fortune continues to smile on you".

NOTABLE RELATIONS

Barghest Generation 2:
Blackmore & Kiuru >> Me!

Eunoia
|| Friend || Barrista ||
"Fear not, you will not be shunned here. I know better then to put my beliefs in the whispers of others."

The great black dog, know well as a myth. Scowering hill and hillside, a way he drifts. Do not soley rely on words of past, many accounts hold biased. Prone written half truths.

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