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Lupik » Lair » CASIOPEA
Level 1
Skydancer Female
Jun 08, 2016 (3 years)
Stats Growth
PrimaryPhthalo Skink
SecondaryGrey Spinner
TertiaryJade Contour
Eye TypeIce Common
Energy: 43 / 50
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You know it's just a trade airship. A thing.

You still feel like that something, or someone, would get incredibly angry at you if you tried to tamper with it's cargo. And that some stabbing would probably be involved.

You're not entirely sure it'd be just the crew.

A wonder of technology, an airship of over 400 meters in lenght, proudly glinting in shades of blue and silver. It's looming shadow is always accompanied by the soft buzzing of it's supporting engines and... accordion music?

The main balloon is filled with helium and the entire structure is held aloft with the help of a complicated system of magic-based technology. It has multiple laboratories, a state-of-the-art infirmary, but above everything else: the airship prides itself in it's massive cargo space and lifting power, and can hold 30 crew members and up to 5 guests. Not like anybody has used it for anything else than trade yet, but the possibility of using it for recreational flights is there.

There's something odd about that ship. It's... It's...


That box.

There's a strong, lingering feeling of unease that seems to be eminating from it. It makes it hard to breathe, like it's sitting on top of your lungs. It feels wrong. Like you shouldn't be here. Like it shouldn't be here.

The crew seems to be absolutely oblivious to this. They'll tell you that it's just an old, somewhat pretty chest that a certain guadian took as her charge forever ago. There's nothing out of the ordinary about it.

And they're partially right.

It's not the chest. It's the... thing inside.

It does not show itself to the world. It doesn't want to. It shrouds itself in darkness, trying to hide the fact that it's not from here. That it does not adhere to any rules of anatomy, wherever you count magic into the equation or not.

Thankfully, it seems to be pretty good at hiding it's presence. Perhaps unnaturally so.

Let's be honest, it's not exactly the easiest to exist in a plane that's not your own. A plane that you've been thrown into by force and whose rules you violate and distort just by being there. And then imagine your shock when one of the residents of this oddly restrictive world decides to protect the shell you're hiding in (Or perhaps, you?) with their life.

Thorough the years, the creature has grown oddly fond of all of the CASIOPEAs and their residents. And apart from aquiring a very angry and occasionally stabby guard, it might've had... other effects.


CAS (base by Guardianite)

Current outfit plans (heavily based off an outfit by Guardianite, tysm!)

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