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Coram
(#81072013)
Unrequited love leads one to strange places
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Energy: 50/50
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Personal Style
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Ancient dragons cannot wear apparel.
Skin
![Accent: Weapons master](/static/cms/skins/34706.png)
Scene
![Scene: Webfiend Cave](/static/cms/trinket/34840.png)
Measurements
Length
13.11 m
Wingspan
7.31 m
Weight
9813.65 kg
Genetics
Moon
Tapir (Gaoler)
Tapir (Gaoler)
Coral
Striation (Gaoler)
Striation (Gaoler)
Coral
Wintercoat (Gaoler)
Wintercoat (Gaoler)
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 7 Gaoler
EXP: 1213 / 11881
![Anticipate](/static/cms/battle_items/688.png)
![Shred](/static/cms/battle_items/497.png)
STR
7
AGI
5
DEF
7
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
9
MND
7
Biography
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"Are you sure about this?" Coram asks his familiar. Not many people would trust a two-headed ghost of a former rat lord. In all honesty, Coram isn't sure he trusts him, either, but... "There's a webfiend in this cave and if I kill it, if I bring back its head, I could...?"
"You could win the heart of your true love? Certainly. It's practically guaranteed."
Coram narrows his eyes. As a creature of the moon, he's well aware of how helpless one can be to one's own violent nature. There have been many a full moon when Coram has come to miles from the Zephyr Steppes with no recollection of the time that had passes between gazing at the waxing moon and waking with bloody claws. He's not about to condemn a creature for being under the thrall of darkness.
"You do know what a webfiend is, right?" Renfield McSmee presses. "What it... stores until it's... hungry?"
"Dragons that don't die. Right." Coram takes a deep breath. "Right. I'm ready." He takes a step toward the darkest cavern. "But if something happens and I don't--"
"You will," the ghost reassures him. "I'll be with you every step. You can and you will do this."
"I can and I will," Coram repeats, gathers his courage, and charges into the void.
"You could win the heart of your true love? Certainly. It's practically guaranteed."
Coram narrows his eyes. As a creature of the moon, he's well aware of how helpless one can be to one's own violent nature. There have been many a full moon when Coram has come to miles from the Zephyr Steppes with no recollection of the time that had passes between gazing at the waxing moon and waking with bloody claws. He's not about to condemn a creature for being under the thrall of darkness.
"You do know what a webfiend is, right?" Renfield McSmee presses. "What it... stores until it's... hungry?"
"Dragons that don't die. Right." Coram takes a deep breath. "Right. I'm ready." He takes a step toward the darkest cavern. "But if something happens and I don't--"
"You will," the ghost reassures him. "I'll be with you every step. You can and you will do this."
"I can and I will," Coram repeats, gathers his courage, and charges into the void.
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