Mortarion

(#12146292)
Level 25 Guardian
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Clown Charger
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Lightning.
Male Guardian
This dragon is on a Coliseum team.
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Personal Style

Apparel

Glowing Orange Clawtips
Inkwell Tail Feathers
Electrician's Crown
Bone Antlers
Veteran's Shoulder Scars
Black Iron Plates

Skin

Accent: Kintsugi (Guard M)

Scene

Measurements

Length
17.96 m
Wingspan
18.11 m
Weight
12716.25 kg

Genetics

Primary Gene
Shadow
Basic
Shadow
Basic
Secondary Gene
Fire
Basic
Fire
Basic
Tertiary Gene
Obsidian
Thylacine
Obsidian
Thylacine

Hatchday

Hatchday
Apr 08, 2015
(9 years)

Breed

Breed
Adult
Guardian

Eye Type

Eye Type
Lightning
Common
Level 25 Guardian
Max Level
Scratch
Shred
Eliminate
Rally
Berserker
Berserker
Berserker
Ambush
Ambush
STR
129
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
50
INT
5
VIT
13
MND
5

Lineage

Parents

  • none

Offspring


Biography

M O R T A R I O N

"Ain’t nobody fuc*in’ with my
Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain’t nobody fresher than my motherfuc*ing
Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique" - Kanye West, Clique


The red squirrel carefully crept forward, ears pricked. It cringed slightly at the pattering its claws made against the stone floor, but continued to move further in, tense and ready to run, as the cave grew steadily darker. A sudden crack made it freeze, only its nose twitching with fear.

A massive pile of stone resting against the wall began to move, creaking and groaning, and slowly, eye-searingly fire red wings unfurled to reveal a slowly blinking eye that seemed to glow in the gloom

The dragon was absolutely gargantuan, looming over the poor prey as he slowly extended his neck to peer at it, his head close enough that the mouse could hear his fiery beard rustle as he shifted.

"What are you doing here, little pet?" the dragon drawled lazily, blinking slowly.

The mouse merely squeaked, unable to respond, and the dragon sighed, eyelids falling to half-mast as he shifted again, leaning against the wall to return to a more comfortable position.

"Go on, pet, run off and chew on your grain," he groaned, stretching. "If my mate catches you wandering around, she's much more likely to think you're worth the chase than I am." The dragon let his head flop on the floor, before glancing at the petrified mouse again.

"Shoo."


Mortarion is the first of this clan, as well as the laziest. Mated with Urta, she often scolds him for lounging around, taking up space with his "great hulking brute body" and gathering dust, to which he responds whiningly that he is not a brute; he is a king, thank you very much. (To which she mutters under her breath, "The Pumpkin King - fat and never moves and only takes up space.")

He prefers the back of the cave, the cool damp air soothing him and allowing him to sleep as much as possible, but the darkness also means that any unwitting dragon who stumbles across him ends up pierced by his bright blue eyes, that much more evident against the darkness and his shadowed body.

Even then, however, his eyes remain at half-mast, before he falls back asleep. It's very unlikely that he'll retaliate against the intruder, preferring to return to his nap instead. When moving, his laziness is evident as he lumbers slowly through the cave, drawling at the younger dragons and cuffing them around the head when they become too loud while his Clown Charger familiar follows, daintily hopping onto Mortarion's back.

Some days, seemingly randomly, he likes to plop himself at the entrance of their lair, bathing in the sunlight. Only Urta knows it's because he senses danger and is putting his life on the line to defend his clan and mate. When she sees his wings spread against the sky, lighting fire to the blue, she quietly moves to stand by his side, pulling her lips back in a snarl as he roars his challenge and makes the very earth tremble.

written by Juyoung, edited by Aiirotaka


Mate(s): Urta
Theme Songs: Clique - Kanye West
Appearance: Heavily lidded eyes, very tall and muscled, slow and lazy smile or pouting because he's a big baby, thirties, dark skinned



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Creds to Oranitha


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