Olaf
(#82056238)
Level 1 Nocturne
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.11 m
Wingspan
4.55 m
Weight
613.38 kg
Genetics
Berry
Flaunt
Flaunt
Tangerine
Flair
Flair
Saffron
Sparkle
Sparkle
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Nocturne
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Biography
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RUNNING WITH THE WOLVES
— Aurora
Say you can dream, in nightmare seems
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But he had kept the fire in his veins, guarding spirits to the afterlife and keeping the living safe. A reaper? Perhaps. But you would not find any other dragon as forgiving and caring as he is. After all, he was made up of everything that he did not have, before death snatched him up. But there was always something else about him, something that made you achingly curious, and yet... uneasy. Something lurking in his eyes, some sort of dark regret that was etched into his very being. About what? You found yourself waking to a subtle, calm song that vibrated through you A dragon clad in armor and startlingly bright wings looked towards you across the dark, empty expanse. Weaved into the soft hum that echoed around you was something gentler, softer. Urging you to walk forward, to claim your place with the spirits. Would you? ________________________________________ |
KING
— Lauren Aquilina
There's so much more, you can reclaim your crown
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EVELYN EVELYN
— Evelyn Evelyn
At your side, I feel like a ghost
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He would wake up with the sun, stretching up until his wings grazed the sky. He would write, talk, think, all amongst a single person's company. Himself. Others would think it was a lonely existance, but it was anything but that. Olaf felt more comfort in himself than he ever would with any other. Well, that's what he thought. Before them. The dragon whom inevitably saved him. (And yet, he couldn't save them.) When they crossed paths, Olaf thought nothing of it. An annoyance to his work, to his endless peace. But he grew to them. To like them, even. (Would he have said he loved them, if he got the chance? If the words itself were not taken from him? Maybe.) His adoration became present to them both. His work, his tranquility sabotaged by his own heart. They say there is nothing stronger than a lovesick dragon. (Nor as dangerous. He found that out very quickly.) But as all stories ended, it struck with tragedy. A secret, a knife, a violin, and a battle. A dance of death that neither could escape. If only he got the chance to say I love you one last time. Oh well. It was better this way, surely? Surely? |
HOLY
— Pvris
You put on a faith facade, think you're holy but you're not
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Bio template by Mibella, find it here.
Lore by rouue, created for OtaOtas as a gift. Merry Christmas, 2022.
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