Screech

(#87516128)
Screaming Spirits
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Energy: 50
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50
Plague icon
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Male Nocturne
Male Nocturne
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Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Skin: Copper Shell

Effect

Scene

Measurements

Length
4.26 m
Wingspan
6.52 m
Weight
374.14 kg

Genetics

Primary Gene
Pistachio
Pinstripe
Pistachio
Pinstripe
Secondary Gene
Pistachio
Trail
Pistachio
Trail
Tertiary Gene
Turquoise
Ghost
Turquoise
Ghost

Hatchday

Hatchday
Jul 11, 2023
(1 year)

Breed

Nocturne icon
Adult
Nocturne

Eye Type

Normal Eye Type
Plague
Common
Level 1 Nocturne
EXP: 0 / 245
Meditate
Contuse
STR
5
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
6
INT
8
VIT
5
MND
8

Lineage


Biography

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The Awakening

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Ghostly Aura

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Ghostly Aura
. “What have you got there, my dear?” Screech asked, his brain prickled with disdain at the clay sculpture in his hands.

Siren pulled the egg from her mouth, and offered it to him silently, a terrible smile upon her distorted face. The small dragonling inside was perhaps still too young to have formed, a mere spot in the yolk and that was the perfect time to snatch them for their work.

Screech’s face lit up, “How wonderful!” he nearly screamed with joy, his heart racing as he held the tiny thing between cruel and unforgiving claws. The boredom that had plagued him immediately evaporated from his frame.

Sometimes the house that he and Siren had holed themselves up in was lonely enough to drive him mad. Its falling apart sides were slowly being eaten by the forest around it. They had chosen a sanctum and there they were to stay until their art was perfect, until their vision was complete. Screech had worked tirelessly for days trying to capture what roamed around his mind, the half finished sculpture in the foyer of the house buckled the crumbling floorboards under its weight.
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The empty hole in the sculpture’s chest had vexed him. He had wracked his brain for the answer of what to fill it with. Screech had wandered the mansion hallways like a ghost and it had brought him no solace in his ramblings. Siren had. She had been his only acolyte when he had sequestered himself from society. She had been the only one that understood his vision.

“This shall be perfect, my love. Beautiful.” The egg pulsated in his hands.

The cut upon it was quick and sure, careful so as not to shatter the shell. The insides of it drained into the floor, the glimmer of life slowly seeping from it. Screech began to carve. The pattern of his mind swirling onto its body, the images of things he couldn’t describe emblazoned upon it. This was it, this was going to be his finest work yet. This was to be his magnum opus.

All Siren did was watch as he stole a life right in front of her, a smile on her face.

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