Amalthea
(#77069608)
Level 1 Veilspun
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Energy: 42/50
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Personal Style
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Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
0.57 m
Wingspan
1.07 m
Weight
2.36 kg
Genetics
Moon
Petals (Veilspun)
Petals (Veilspun)
Crimson
Paisley (Veilspun)
Paisley (Veilspun)
Sunset
Diaphanous (Veilspun)
Diaphanous (Veilspun)
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Veilspun
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
7
INT
6
VIT
7
MND
6
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- none
Biography
OC dragon
The white -
Her purity. The gentle kindness of her heart before she was torn apart. All of her innocence and the shine in her eyes as she gazed upon the world. The white of her wings as they envisioned her as an Angel. The white of her porcelain skin that she broke to help others. The truest form Amalthea takes, and the color of her soul.
The red -
Her blood. The blood that flowed through her veins, the blood that spilled from her skin and stained the stone beneath her as they ripped her to shreds. The blood that made her human just as it made her a God. The crimson accent in her silken brown hair. The red in her bloodshot eyes as she stared at the sky and begged for help. The blood that could heal, and the blood she could bend to her will for her vengeance.
The orange -
Her fury. The color of her vow to take back everything they had taken from her. The shade of the warm sunset as she climbed the Altar. The feeling of immeasurable rage as she lay bloodied on the stairs, the burning in her throat as she screamed to the Heavens. The color of the flames she promised the palace would see as it burned to the ground. The scarlet hue that marred her soul, her fingertips, as she scratched the stone and fought he weapons and hands that took everything from her.
The white -
Her purity. The gentle kindness of her heart before she was torn apart. All of her innocence and the shine in her eyes as she gazed upon the world. The white of her wings as they envisioned her as an Angel. The white of her porcelain skin that she broke to help others. The truest form Amalthea takes, and the color of her soul.
The red -
Her blood. The blood that flowed through her veins, the blood that spilled from her skin and stained the stone beneath her as they ripped her to shreds. The blood that made her human just as it made her a God. The crimson accent in her silken brown hair. The red in her bloodshot eyes as she stared at the sky and begged for help. The blood that could heal, and the blood she could bend to her will for her vengeance.
The orange -
Her fury. The color of her vow to take back everything they had taken from her. The shade of the warm sunset as she climbed the Altar. The feeling of immeasurable rage as she lay bloodied on the stairs, the burning in her throat as she screamed to the Heavens. The color of the flames she promised the palace would see as it burned to the ground. The scarlet hue that marred her soul, her fingertips, as she scratched the stone and fought he weapons and hands that took everything from her.
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Exalting Amalthea to the service of the Gladekeeper 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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