Marburg
(#1039354)
The Witch
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
1.35 m
Wingspan
1.72 m
Weight
1.89 kg
Genetics
White
Basic
Basic
White
Basic
Basic
Blood
Gembond
Gembond
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 18 Fae
EXP: 36470 / 92435
STR
5
AGI
16
DEF
10
QCK
51
INT
90
VIT
19
MND
10
Biography
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M A R B U R G
swamp witch |
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A E S T H E T I C
Shelves full of bleached bones, the scent of crushed herbs, something moving in the shadows |
about. Marburg is a mystery to most visitors to (and residents of) Firnhold - she's a flash of red against the snow, a source of smoke and candlelight from some half-forgotten corridor, a silent presence over Taeven's shoulder whispering in her ear. Many worry about what power she holds over the clan leader, and what her plans are for the hoard of relics and artifacts hidden in the glacier. The truth is far less sinister than many imagine. Marburg is not malicious, just practical and cool-headed, impatient with most social niceties and not overly fond of most other dragons - though she is completely devoted to Taeven. There are few dragons she'll deign to speak to at all, and when she does, it's usually with a hefty dose of sarcasm and scorn... and a very few, she'll seek out specifically to needle them, apparently a source of amusement for her. She has no official rank in the clan, and seems to mostly go about her own business, but everyone knows she's a powerful witch. If Taeven, her children, or the clan are ever threatened, she will rise up to defend them - Marburg's strongest abilities lie in controlling bones and blood, whether they're still part of the creatures they came from or not, invoking illness, and necromancy... and here in the frozen peaks of Ice, there are plenty of frozen corpses to work with. history. Marburg is no stranger to the cold - she was born on the southern tundra on the eve of the Riot of Rot, and the timing of her birth seems to have had a profound effect on her. Even as a hatchling, she was strange and analytical, catching small animals and experimenting on them, trying to learn what made them tick... and what made them stop. Her unnerved family seemed relieved when she grew old enough to strike out on her own and promptly left for Plague lands to further her studies. She joined a Plague clan, apprenticed herself to a necromancer, and dedicated herself to learning all there was to know about living bodies, death and dying. She stayed there for years, among bloodthirsty mirrors and other hardened survivors, learning to be fierce and cold herself - and then one day, another fae passed through, on a journey to explore Sornieth. Her name was Taeven, and she stayed with Marburg's clan for a while; in that time, Marburg grew fond of her despite herself, charmed by her curiosity about the world, and when she left... well, Marburg worried Taeven would get herself killed without someone to watch her back, so she left with her, and has followed her ever since. |
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