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Oblivion
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Info
Level 10
Coatl Female
Hatchday
Aug 27, 2013 (4 years)
Stats Growth
Length
7.25M
Wingspan
8.77M
Weight
709.51KG
Genes
PrimarySand Python
SecondaryBlood Striation
TertiaryRed Capsule
Eye TypeFire Common
Energy: 50 / 50
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Information
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Biography:
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Oblivion was born into a world of fire. Her Fire Flight homewas so full of light even at night, were willow wisps would guided dragons on the dark nights. During her days as a hatchling she was met by one of these wisps and followed after it in search of adventure... What she saw ended those days before they had really began and she never spoke of the sight to anyone. After that she stayed in the lair, reading scrolls by candle light while other dragons boasted of their travels and battles.

And then one day, she was forced to leave. Her clan was falling apart bit by bit as more and more dragons had left. Oblivion slipped out one night, or possibly day, she couldn't tell. Wandering out of the Fire Flight territory, she found herself blinking at a blurred world of decay. Still starving and unable to see due to the lack of lighting when she read, Oblivion happily accepted the first invitation into a clan where she was fed. After a while she became aware of their tendencies to fight but was glad she was allowed to say to the side and read to her heart's desire, or rather, she could read in peace as long as she could help with strategies she read about.



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Her peaceful life wasn't even disrupted when things in her clan got tough at times. All the dragons knew that under those peaceful book loving scales, Oblivion held a very bad temper like most coatls. Even her mate, Skyrim, who was a coward to begin with, stayed away during those moments. Oblivion didn't mind though, it meant she didn't have to be responsible for hurting anyone and her mate still accepted her despite the temperament she could hold. Her life was perfect now, as she could lazy around and read or observe other dragons as they went about their business within the clan with her mate at her side. Maybe what those wisps had shown her had turned into something wonderful after all.


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;-Bio text by DeathSpecter




;-Bio visual stuff credits: osiem, Nirwana, MsBarrows, DogiCrimson, Morhighana ,nm8426 and AlwaysD2

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