Baphomet
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Level 6 Aberration
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Personal Style
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Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
6.85 m
Wingspan
7.36 m
Weight
460.54 kg
Genetics
Obsidian
Fade (Aberration)
Fade (Aberration)
Obsidian
Spade (Aberration)
Spade (Aberration)
Red
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 6 Aberration
EXP: 5494 / 8380
STR
10
AGI
14
DEF
6
QCK
19
INT
5
VIT
19
MND
5
Biography
Baphomet, the Curate of Balance
"As Above, So Below. To grow, is to destroy."
Baphomet is actually two different entities. Baph is the dominant, semi spiral horned head and identify as non-binary. Omet is the lesser, curve horned head and identifies as male. They agreed to co-exist together since they balanced each other out, usually. Sometimes one head tries to micro manage or take control for a few moments, which starts a small argument between the heads. Sometimes these said heads argue in the headspace and the heads are void of emotion, staring blankly at each other or just forward.
After the Aberration species made their comeback, Baphomet began to try to bring strength to their species through obtaining 'balance'. They gathered a following and began to preach that 'To grow stronger, you must test yourself to the Wyrmwound'. Of course a lot of Aberrations do this, but for Baphomet, they believe that if the said dragon came out with 'imperfections', they were failures and should be disposed of. An odd number of legs? Failure. An odd number of wings? Failure. They believe natural additions after a visit to the cauldron should be, for example, symmetrical. Mutations in the cauldron are believed to be gifts from the Plaguebringer
Baphomet actually adores the mirror species, admiring their four, symmetrical eyes as a perfect mutation given by the Plaguebringer to the newer Plague natives. They love that Mirrors can see in color and heat, and they see Mirrors as one of the prime examples of modern adaptations as well as prime examples of fierce warriors. Any Mirrors within their cult are high in status, the only ones higher are other Aberrations
Baphomet stalked through the undulating pustules of the Seedscar, ever since the magic of that horrid Gladekeeper had made an intrusion thanks to that diseased dragon, everyone was keeping a close eye on this one disease that no one wanted here. Mother made the finest and strongest strains of sickness and disease, and the magic of nature was stuck here, always waiting to burst through like a boiling rash. The very thought of flowers, grass, and greenery here in the Scarred Wastelands made Baphomet shiver with disgust.
'We must be stronger to contain this threat...' They pondered together, this thought was almost always circulating through their minds. Stronger, better. They had to in order to gain mothers attention and love as well as contain the ticking time bomb. One day, one little mistake, and the Scarred Wastelands could become a horrid lust land of life and trees...
Entering their burrow, they stretched their body before untwisting their tails and letting them sway independently for now as the looked in the mirror. They were slowly gaining mothers favor, she had blessed them with a grand and glorious mutation. They were a sight to behold.
'We are getting stronger, mother recognized us' Baphs voice echoed through their minds.
'I agree, she surely approves of our methods. We have the most mutated dragons in the following' Omet replied with a slight thrilled tone in their voice as it echoed.
'We will become the strongest dragon there is, and we will rule beside mother as her greatest Curator' their voices echoed together in the headspace, smiles peeling across their maws
'We must be stronger to contain this threat...' They pondered together, this thought was almost always circulating through their minds. Stronger, better. They had to in order to gain mothers attention and love as well as contain the ticking time bomb. One day, one little mistake, and the Scarred Wastelands could become a horrid lust land of life and trees...
Entering their burrow, they stretched their body before untwisting their tails and letting them sway independently for now as the looked in the mirror. They were slowly gaining mothers favor, she had blessed them with a grand and glorious mutation. They were a sight to behold.
'We are getting stronger, mother recognized us' Baphs voice echoed through their minds.
'I agree, she surely approves of our methods. We have the most mutated dragons in the following' Omet replied with a slight thrilled tone in their voice as it echoed.
'We will become the strongest dragon there is, and we will rule beside mother as her greatest Curator' their voices echoed together in the headspace, smiles peeling across their maws
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Baphomet
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