Militia
(#42308191)
Level 9 Guardian
Familiar
Venomous Toridae
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Arcane.
Female Guardian
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
12.69 m
Wingspan
17.88 m
Weight
9365.05 kg
Genetics
Crimson
Piebald
Piebald
Tan
Eye Spots
Eye Spots
Tangerine
Runes
Runes
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 9 Guardian
EXP: 6202 / 21526
STR
25
AGI
12
DEF
17
QCK
11
INT
5
VIT
17
MND
14
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- Chrystie
- Menta
- Vardunia
- Rex
- Sirel
- Paikea
- Abraxas
- Afallon
- Elian
- Xiaoxing
- Roach
- Roach
- Roach
- Sartra
- Skyscale
- Reanna
- Wise
- Beguiler
- Chymist
- Rudy
- Fonda
- Parlene
- Rudiane
- Allegro
- Allegro
- Blouf
- Naom
- Friehalt
- Elano
- Azami
- Acolyte
- Fizzy
- Garwyn
- Roberto
- Ayianapa
- Wendell
- Siarl
- Beauty
- Fagan
- Imogen
- Acolyte
- Naris
- Gloin
- Ogopogo
- Legend
- Stoic
- Prophecy
- Dargwen
- Catalina
- Baken
- Braden
- Ground
- TheSoup
- Thornspine
- Ember
- Ember
- Ember
- Ramaz
- Madina
- Sherrill
- Zeranium
- gee
- Polaris
- Tenebrion
- Outlaw
- Abraxas
- Shiro
- Fish
Biography
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Militia Playlist- By HONL “Shhh, my dear. It’s okay, don’t be afraid.” No matter how much she tried to soothe the whimpering dragon strapped to her worktable, it wasn’t enough to calm the spooked derg. But of course she knew that was going to happen, the blacksmith training herself to shred every ounce of sympathy she held within herself before attempting such job. Besides, having any compassion for a victim results in a job gone wrong. The Guardian let out a disappointed huff when the other dragon’s whimpers began to get louder, picking up a rather menacing tool and set it right next to her victim forcefully. Her victim cried out in fear, struggling against its restraints to no avail. “Listen you!” She roared, making her victim cower in fear. “For a dragon who wanted to die so badly, you sure are making a lot of noise. I’m trying to help you so you can help me, so why don’t you lay still, look pretty, and embrace your death, hm?” The other dragon gave Militia a look of pure venom, which made her sneer maliciously. ‘Still a fighter? Well, not for long.’ She was hoping this operation would go smoothly. The dragon had too many hardships to even want to continue living so they were the perfect target. The magic laced in her goggles revealed to her that the dragon had high levels of iron, an important ingredient to aid her search for the perfect blade. Yet her victim did not seem to want to cooperate, even though the dragon did want to die. However, not with any help. “I didn’t want to have to use this, but you left me no choice.” She picked up a large syringe, filling it up with some strange orange liquid. Her victim thrashed about in its restraints, letting out muffled roars that would fall on deaf ears. The thrashing only grew more violent as Militia held down the dragon so she could be able to administer the serum. It took a few minutes of fighting her victim before the needle successfully made contact with its skin, Militia grinning maliciously as the thrashing slowed as the serum caused the dragon to become sluggish. As soon as the dragon was knock out, the Guardian picked up the tool she placed on the table and went straight to work. The deed took 12 hours to complete, since the Guardian had no effective tool to make the blood spill any faster. Her workshop reeked of gore and raw flesh yet the Guardian did not care. In her claws was the perfect blade, a surge of pride and accomplishment hitting Militia like a wave. She sat down the blade on a clean table. The Guardian then piled the carcass on a cart, wheeling it towards the back of her workshop and burying it in a deep grave she prepared for whenever she could get her hands on a victim. “Thank you for your service friend. You did well.” As soon as the hole was covered, the Guardian went back to her workshop to do some cleaning. Besides, she needed the place spotless before the next victim fell in her clutches. Lore by Sacrilegious |
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