Unnamed
(#94581649)
Level 1 Imperial
Familiar
Sundial Imposter
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Arcane.
Male Imperial
This dragon cannot breed until May 23, 2024 (16 days).
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
13.56 m
Wingspan
9.76 m
Weight
4073.32 kg
Genetics
Soil
Jaguar
Jaguar
Hickory
Constellation
Constellation
Clay
Stained
Stained
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Imperial
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
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 U N N A M E D 
BARGHEST LORE AND LINEAGE PROJECT
GENERATION IV CAVIAR|ROE'S LINE NAOMI G6/G7 | TALOS G4 | IGNIS G7 
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Some seek out a walking dream, a creature that could return to them what they had lost. When they sleep, they dream of rifling through boxes and crates, barrels and bags. When they wake, they daydream of a small foxlike creature made of sticks and wicker. Sometimes they find a shop with all sorts of baubles for sale, run by a pair of brothers with toothy smiles and shining eyes. Rarely, some of those baubles find their way into the satchels of drakes unaware, taken off to give those who search the help they seek... A small wicker fox shifts in the back room of the shop he shares with his brother, using his best illusory spell to mask the fact he was, in fact, not truly a dragon. He'd made many things for their shop in the past, from potions to poisons, baskets to carvings. He even made candles with certain scents, or tea bags with herbs of all sorts. Of course there were little things, jokes and the such for the troublemakers, but everything was done with a light heart. Tonight, however, was different. He squinted in the moonlight, careful as he carved the final delicate line into the lifted paw of a pointer hound. The back corner already had a rather realistic carving of a coyote in the corner, ears catching the moonlight as he worked. Most everything he made was made for a purpose, with a lot of care placed into each piece. These, however, were different. He was a Barghest. He knew it was a curse, and he knew there was a chance anything that popped up between himself and his partner could bear the same curse. He also knew the main reason he wasn't a feral beast ravaging the city was because he was made mostly of magic. If he could do the same thing his mother did, perhaps they would turn out better. He could feel something hovering over his shoulder as he finally places the carving down, sighing as the moon continued to rise. He swore he could see a light in the eyes of the coyote figurine, but that didn't matter to him. No, what mattered was the curious look his brother was giving him, the door open a crack to let him actually see what he was doing. Another wicker fox, this one made of redwood, no longer able to hide his form as night fell; It was hard to miss his gentle older brother. He paused when he heard a rather startled bark, his ear flicking. He tilted his head at his brother, then turned to look where he was looking. The two saw two different things. One saw a hound figurine turning to point at thin air, a coyote statue only shifting slightly to look the same way. The other saw a pale creature, not quite a dog but not quite a wolf, gently turning the statue towards her to get a closer look. Her tail caught the coyote statue, but that was all. It was always funny when his living dream of a partner, bound to him in an odd twist of a bound Barghest's curse, got the jump on his brother. Samhain simply smiled as she left her mark on the two figurines, causing a light to gleam in the eyes of the creatures he'd carved. Finally, after so many long arduous hours, she'd accepted his work. He knew they had many little ideas of dreams, little mementos scattered about his own mind. To finally put some into something he'd made with his own paws was indescribable. He scooped up the figurines, walking past his brother to the open shop floor to put them on display. He could see Memento walking about, settling near the statues to watch over them. He knows they will never actually be sold. He'd never allow someone to just buy a dream like that, not when they were meant to go to someone who truly connects with them. It's why he puts a ridiculous price tag on each one, so none would even be tempted to do more than look at the two. It would only be a matter of time before Memento simply slips each one into the satchel of a drake searching for her. None would be the wiser about the Barghests in their midst, made in the image of his mind's eye and with the guidance of a lost memory brought to life in a passing dream.
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