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Personal Style
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Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
12.8 m
Wingspan
5.29 m
Weight
9048.66 kg
Genetics
Phthalo
Wasp (Gaoler)
Wasp (Gaoler)
Phthalo
Basic
Basic
Midnight
Pinions (Gaoler)
Pinions (Gaoler)
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Gaoler
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
5
DEF
7
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
9
MND
7
Lineage
Biography
The desert stretched out before me, an endless sea of shifting sands and unforgiving heat. My name is Beetle, and I was born under the harsh sun of this unforgiving wasteland. As far back as I could remember, I had been a nomad, a wanderer seeking fortune in the desolation.
My story begins in a small, ramshackle desert village where my parents, simple traders, struggled to eke out a living. Life was harsh, and we scraped by on what little we could trade with passing caravans. But my parents always told me stories of the great riches hidden beneath the dunes, tales of lost cities, and forgotten treasures buried by time.
As I grew older, the allure of the desert's secrets drew me in like a moth to a flame. I yearned for adventure, for a chance to escape the mundane existence of our village. So, when I was old enough, I made the decision to become a nomad, to follow the whispers of the wind and the tracks of the ancient caravans.
I started my journey with a small, weathered knapsack and a meager supply of food and water. The first few weeks were brutal. The sun beat down on me relentlessly, and the desert winds whipped stinging grains of sand into my face. But I pressed on, driven by a burning determination to uncover the riches that lay hidden beneath the dunes.
I encountered other nomads along the way, sharing stories of our travels and the legends we had heard. Each piece of information brought me closer to my goal. I learned to navigate by the stars, to find water in the most unlikely of places, and to recognize the subtlest signs of life in the arid landscape.
Months turned into years as I roamed the desert, always one step ahead of the scorching sun and the biting cold of the nights. I discovered long-forgotten oases, stumbled upon the ruins of ancient civilizations, and even uncovered a few trinkets that hinted at the treasures hidden beneath the sand.
But the desert was a fickle mistress, and for every discovery, it exacted its toll. Sandstorms threatened to bury me alive, and thirst often gnawed at the edges of my sanity. I lost friends to the unforgiving wilderness, their dreams of fortune swallowed by the vast expanse of the dunes.
Yet, I pressed on, driven by an unyielding belief that my fortune was out there, waiting for me to claim it. I had become a nomad of the desert, a seeker of fortune in the harshest of landscapes. And as I gazed out at the endless horizon, I knew that my journey was far from over. The desert held its secrets close, but I was determined to uncover them, to find the fortune that had eluded me for so long.
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