Morgan
(#8104730)
Level 25 Imperial
Familiar
Amethyst King
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Wind.
Male Imperial
This dragon is on a Coliseum team.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
23.28 m
Wingspan
15.16 m
Weight
9426.53 kg
Genetics
Navy
Iridescent
Iridescent
Sky
Paint
Paint
Navy
Okapi
Okapi
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Imperial
Max Level
STR
126
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
59
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
5
Biography
MORGAN THE CLOUDBORNE
Scion of Clan Eruyt|Tryhard poet|Dramatic Weirdo
"Roses are red, violets are not, you dodged me again and I want you to rot."
Scion of Clan Eruyt|Tryhard poet|Dramatic Weirdo
"Roses are red, violets are not, you dodged me again and I want you to rot."
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personality
The completely self appointed alliance head poet and one of the lair's primary guards. Until fairly recently he spent all of his free time huddled in a corner writing poetry or making other people listen to his poetry. Unfortunately for him, it's so terrible that the only person who seemed to put up with it for very long was Feray, and her only contributions to his writing were things like "more adjectives", which... was the exact opposite of the solution to the issues with his writing. In general, Morgan means well. He takes his position as a Scion of Darkness very seriously and is always very happy to take time out of his day to listen to his clan's concerns, but he's kind of oblivious to how smug he sounds sometimes, and to the fact that he can be a drama queen. Recently, his fighting prowess seems to have impressed a lovely lady wildclaw (which he swears happened completely by accident). Morgan is now wildly happy with her and much to everyone else's relief, Mira has no problems telling her new mate when he sounds like too much of a jerk. 
history
Morgan the Cloudborne was, unsurprisingly, born in the Windswept Plateau to a lovely couple. He had a normal childhood, a normal adolescence, and was on great terms with his parents till they gently asked him to please stop wasting so much paper on his poetry.
Morgan, as a young adult with questionable emotional control, made a decision on an impulse. Right then and there, he announced to his utterly bewildered parents that they just didn't understand him! He packed his pens and paper in a temperamental huff. "I'm going to leave and become the world's most famous poet, just you wait and see!" He accomplished the leaving part of that statement easily. The great poet part, however, was a little more difficult... After about a month of wandering Sorneith for inspiration he had to admit that this hadn't worked out quite as well as he'd planned. He'd written zero successful poems, so that meant he had zero money and zero food. And he hadn't packed any treasure or food when he left the Windswept Plateau. Which was why he collapsed from borderline starvation in the Driftwood Drag. As he laid there and wished he'd been kinder to his parents, a young fae crept into his vision with a few small pieces of meat and began to feed him.
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