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Grimoire
(#82574454)
Level 1 Wildclaw
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Energy: 48/50
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Personal Style
Apparel
![Aqua Birdskull Necklace](/static/cms/equipment/2967.png)
![Blooming Woodwing](/static/cms/equipment/25031.png)
![Simple Pearly Wing Bangles](/static/cms/equipment/493.png)
![Simple Pearly Wing Cuffs](/static/cms/equipment/4788.png)
![Pathfinder's Tail Twist](/static/cms/equipment/21816.png)
![Undine's Flatfins](/static/cms/equipment/23293.png)
![Tropical Birdskull Armband](/static/cms/equipment/2984.png)
Skin
![Accent: Volgende](/static/cms/skins/32447.png)
Scene
![Scene: Enchanted Dungeon](/static/cms/trinket/42686.png)
Measurements
Length
6.29 m
Wingspan
5.67 m
Weight
411.14 kg
Genetics
Midnight
Skink
Skink
Periwinkle
Noxtide
Noxtide
Ice
Ghost
Ghost
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Wildclaw
EXP: 0 / 245
![Scratch](/static/cms/battle_items/495.png)
![Shred](/static/cms/battle_items/497.png)
STR
8
AGI
9
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
6
Biography
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"Life is temporary, fleeting, and fragile. To live, is to know a reckoning with death. If death, is inevitable, feeding, fueling life, then death, is our most natural state. I would usher us all to our inevitable point of being. In death, there is peace. In lifeless death does our earth rest. Heal. And in a world with no sires, no dams for tomorrow, will there be true peace. The nature of life is to struggle. Scratch. Grapple and bleed for every last futile breath until our mere essence cannot fight against our marching orders. In the process we carve an enclave of illusion for joy, trade in labor and sorrow for a few minute moments to justify the struggle of our existence. I, need no justification. When there is truth in my convictions, I may forego your need for answers. My great work, for the love, the life of Sornieth, is to become the will of death itself. Of our truest, natural state. I will strike down even the gods themselves ascending beyond their heavens on high that I might stare the ill-begotten masses of flesh in the eyes, and claim dominion over their truth. And when I sit in a land of death, undeserving, merely, decaying, gracefully. With nothing to overtake and corrupt its state- that no gods will challenge me from this blight- I will myself, perish. A god of a lifeless world, healed, peaceful, and wrought with salvation.
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This dragon doesn't eat Insects.
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This dragon doesn't eat Seafood.
This dragon doesn't eat Plants.
Exalting Grimoire to the service of the Lightweaver 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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