Echo
(#42579)
Level 25 Fae
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Energy: 49/50
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
0.51 m
Wingspan
0.85 m
Weight
1.95 kg
Genetics
Vermilion
Python
Python
Obsidian
Hex
Hex
Crocodile
Firebreather
Firebreather
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Fae
Max Level
STR
5
AGI
40
DEF
7
QCK
40
INT
90
VIT
20
MND
7
Biography
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Description and Demeanor Echo had long ago gotten used to the strange looks that others shot at him, believing they didn't know how to see a dragon for more than the color on their scales. Although he'd been born a pale yellow fae with faded purple wings, he'd taken on this darker form through events he'd rather not repeat. Dragons who doubted his terrifying tales whispered behind his back, swearing they'd seen eerie things following him. While hatchlings were often shushed on the subject, adults and elders began to see things too, questioning their own sanity. The sightings caused a lot of concern throughout the clan, but nothing terribly unfortunate happened for quite some time after his return. Echo's appearance is in no way helped by the apparel he prefers, the bronze and leather only accentuating the black and red tones of his new body. To make matters worse, no one has the heart to tell him that his eyes have shifted from the usual bright plague eyes, to a more piercing gaze with dark sclera. Despite his quiet and calm demeanor, his eyes bore into the soul of dragons much larger than himself, causing many to avoid him altogether. The Disappearance When Ash Haven was first setting up its territory, on one of many dark nights in the Ashfall Waste, Echo decided it was time for a well-deserved flight to clear his mind. He had a beautiful mate named Kynomi, whom he'd had several children with already, and things were feeling a bit too fast-paced. 'I just need time to think... Remember why I fell in love and chose Ash Haven- and Kynomi- in the first place,' he chided himself, flitting about the small patch of woodland and plant-life near the encampment. 'The hatchlings are probably just wearing me down, that's all.' He took a deep breath and let out a sigh at the relaxing smell of nature and burning campfires in the distance, taking a short break to clean his scales. As he got further from the encampment, once he was in total darkness, he nearly missed the mysterious path of dead plant-life in the underbrush. It was almost as if someone had burned a trail on purpose, but clearly it had rotted, rather than burned, spreading this way as if it had a mind of its own. 'How peculiar...' he mused, carefully inspecting some of the leaves with his tiny, pale claws. It was too late. Something tugged at his very being, and he felt compelled to follow the trail of death. As a plague dragon, he wasn't concerned with the rotting plant-life as much as he worried about what caused such a strange phenomenon in a random place like this. Perhaps another plague dragon, practicing their element away from the clan? His nose scrunched up at the growing smell of rotting plants, the further he moved down the trail. At the end of the pathway was a dark clearing-Wait- No... Not a clearing, but a dark radius of dead, blackened plant-life which encircled a tiny, barely-noticeable box. Transfixed on the object, Echo walked towards it, rotted leaves and grass clung to his feet with every step. It became clearer as he neared, noticing it was covered in black swirls and runes, the likes of which he'd never seen. 'Did a beastclan drop it here? Am I meant to open-' Suddenly, his tiny claws shot forward to grab the box, almost unwillingly, to handle the small latch that held it closed. Struggling to resist, he flipped the latch and opened the lid. His cries of terror echoed through the night, dragons rushed from the encampment. Then silence... Echo was gone. |
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