Noks
(#40974850)
Level 1 Mirror
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Energy: 48/50
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
6.64 m
Wingspan
6.79 m
Weight
443.98 kg
Genetics
Sanguine
Ripple
Ripple
Blood
Current
Current
Cream
Ghost
Ghost
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Mirror
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
8
DEF
6
QCK
8
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
5
Biography
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code & assets by archaic #19153
- skinless; he's just a walking skeleton with muscles still attached; should-be-dead
- suffers a solitary existence traversing through various lands in search of... something. a meaning to this existence he's been cursed to
- bloodthirsty; sometimes becomes rabid and goes on uncontrollable rages and hunts
- creepy; smiles a joker-like smile
- has a raspy, uncomfortable voice but hardly ever speaks
- skinless; he's just a walking skeleton with muscles still attached; should-be-dead
- suffers a solitary existence traversing through various lands in search of... something. a meaning to this existence he's been cursed to
- bloodthirsty; sometimes becomes rabid and goes on uncontrollable rages and hunts
- creepy; smiles a joker-like smile
- has a raspy, uncomfortable voice but hardly ever speaks
wonderwild wrote on 2018-05-18 12:45:02:
@/GhostBreath
your oa
and my noks
(slight gore warning!)
--
your oa
and my noks
(slight gore warning!)
--
The stench of raw meat was alluring to some and terrifying to others - and Noks carried it with him wherever he went.
Sticky paws left red stains on the ground as he walked, occasional drops of blood sliding down the exposed muscles of his flesh in a drizzling path. His chest heaved with pained effort, and if one had an eye keen enough they could glance past the opening between the blades of his rib cage and see the rhythmic thump... thump... thump... of a beating muscle.
A dragon of meat and bone - Noks was a worst nightmare to some, but an abomination to all.
The Mirror had no goal to his journey, wandering forward in defiance against all forces of nature. He was fond of the Icefields however - the chilly winds helped to keep his scent concealed, so that he could sneak up on unaware creatures and feast.
It was during one of those cold nights that his eyes landed on the shape of another - and oh, this one would not run. One look at the Wildclaw and Noks was aware immediately that something between them was shared, something vile and forbidden and uniquely exciting. Was this fortune, or would this be the day he meets his end, like he was meant to do so long ago?
The long muscle of his tongue poked up from beneath his hood as he swept it carefully across his boney nostrils, and then slowly rows of sharp teeth gleamed into a caricature of a smile. "You smell," he stated, his voice deep, gurgly and unnatural. "You smell like fun."
Sticky paws left red stains on the ground as he walked, occasional drops of blood sliding down the exposed muscles of his flesh in a drizzling path. His chest heaved with pained effort, and if one had an eye keen enough they could glance past the opening between the blades of his rib cage and see the rhythmic thump... thump... thump... of a beating muscle.
A dragon of meat and bone - Noks was a worst nightmare to some, but an abomination to all.
The Mirror had no goal to his journey, wandering forward in defiance against all forces of nature. He was fond of the Icefields however - the chilly winds helped to keep his scent concealed, so that he could sneak up on unaware creatures and feast.
It was during one of those cold nights that his eyes landed on the shape of another - and oh, this one would not run. One look at the Wildclaw and Noks was aware immediately that something between them was shared, something vile and forbidden and uniquely exciting. Was this fortune, or would this be the day he meets his end, like he was meant to do so long ago?
The long muscle of his tongue poked up from beneath his hood as he swept it carefully across his boney nostrils, and then slowly rows of sharp teeth gleamed into a caricature of a smile. "You smell," he stated, his voice deep, gurgly and unnatural. "You smell like fun."
Click or tap a food type to individually feed this dragon only. The other dragons in your lair will not have their energy replenished.
This dragon doesn't eat Insects.
Feed this dragon Meat.
Feed this dragon Seafood.
This dragon doesn't eat Plants.
Exalting Noks to the service of the Plaguebringer will remove them from your lair forever. They will leave behind a small sum of riches that they have accumulated. This action is irreversible.
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