Sporadin
(#89800613)
Level 1 Banescale
Familiar
Ember Mouse
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Energy: 40/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Ice.
Male Banescale
This dragon is an ancient breed.
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Personal Style
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Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
8.91 m
Wingspan
5.03 m
Weight
617.75 kg
Genetics
Obsidian
Ragged (Banescale)
Ragged (Banescale)
Pumpkin
Mottle (Banescale)
Mottle (Banescale)
Terracotta
Flameforger (Banescale)
Flameforger (Banescale)
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Banescale
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
8
AGI
7
DEF
6
QCK
8
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
5
Lineage
Biography
"Volcanic Awakening"
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The Wurm
In the heart of the Cloudscrape Crags, a once dormant volcano sputtered and spewed thick black smog into the clouds- casting the world below into an artificial night as ash floated to the ground and choked Sornieth. It was during this event, in the heart of the inferno, that Sporadin came to be. His nest left abandoned in the chaos, he hatched into this world an orphan- his ancestry unknown only to himself.
Adrift and alone, he found himself wandering down the mountain, passing through a wonderful land of magic and the arcane- a world he thought unsuited for himself. Too bright, too happy, he thought- something about this didn’t feel like home to him… he decided to move on, fearing he would never find somewhere to belong.
In the blink of an eye the world became dark and sick, the lush fields and bountiful land coming to a harsh meeting of bog and rot- the scent of decay hung in the air… and it felt familiar, it felt right..
It was here, in the Scarred Wasteland, that he found his clan and his calling.
That calling? Hacking apart any who threaten his kin.
His violent beginning twisting his mind and warping his heart- Sporadin acquired a taste for blood at an early age, and he’s finally found somewhere to quench that thirst.
Adrift and alone, he found himself wandering down the mountain, passing through a wonderful land of magic and the arcane- a world he thought unsuited for himself. Too bright, too happy, he thought- something about this didn’t feel like home to him… he decided to move on, fearing he would never find somewhere to belong.
In the blink of an eye the world became dark and sick, the lush fields and bountiful land coming to a harsh meeting of bog and rot- the scent of decay hung in the air… and it felt familiar, it felt right..
It was here, in the Scarred Wasteland, that he found his clan and his calling.
That calling? Hacking apart any who threaten his kin.
His violent beginning twisting his mind and warping his heart- Sporadin acquired a taste for blood at an early age, and he’s finally found somewhere to quench that thirst.
Lore written by wistfulclown
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