Lucifer
(#5464851)
Level 1 Imperial
Familiar
Mirage Puffer
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Light.
Male Imperial
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
21.87 m
Wingspan
19.43 m
Weight
7960.97 kg
Genetics
Carmine
Iridescent
Iridescent
Navy
Shimmer
Shimmer
Navy
Gembond
Gembond
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Imperial
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
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LUCIFER | the archdemon
LYSISTRATUM IMPERIUM | SUMMONER | perceptive, mysterious, debonair
"Cold, hungry eyes. Sharp teeth and razor-edged smiles. A faint smell of sulphur and decadent things."
Non-dragon Entity: Archdemon acting as Summoner Lucifer is the resident Summoner for the Lysistrati, calling forth creatures with an ease that leaves others astonished. His role in the Lysistrati is more vague: he's their Arcane expert, and spends most of his time deep in the Lysistrati Hall conducting experiments and advancing the Lysistrati's knowledge on magic by any means necessary. He also proudly owns a sexy shop in the upper district of the Citadel. Lucider is laid-back, confident and quick-witted and gets along with pretty much everyone save for a few exceptions. He conceals the darkness in his eyes behind a facade of suggestive quips and acerbic humor. --- Summoners are hard to come by, especially live ones. Being a Summoner is a short-lived job and the life expectancy decreases with skill and experience. It isn't an exact science - it does a great deal of good if you're decently prepared for whatever might come snarling at you, but in the end you need to rely on luck and swift wings to carry you away. Lucifer was one such sorcerer. They say you need to be half mad to decide to become a successful Summoner, but ambition and determination are decent substitutes. Born into a Light Clan, Lucifer quickly became a devoted scholar and avid learner. He collected books like one would dreams, filling his orderly mind with enough information to stump even the most dedicated scholars. At its cusp, his bright life suddenly came to an end. Armed with the knowledge of the myriad of sorcerers that came before him, Lucifer expertly engraved the runes that would both cage and protect him; he carefully took the blood from his own veins to seal a contract that would bind the other to his will; his voice was sure and strong as he chanted the verses he knew by memory. It was pure chance and nothing else that sealed his fate that day. They found his body at dawn, calmly lying in a pool of its own blood. There was no sign of the cause of his sudden demise except for the scorched runes that surrounded him, molten and twisted into a parody of themselves. The clan took his death hard, as Lucifer had been beloved by many of his clan members and family. The death rites were quick and heartfelt and Lucifer was left to his rest beneath the rich soil of his homeland for three days. On the fourth he rose. Strong paws clawed their way out of the earth, seeking purchase as more of the dragon greeted the night sky. Midnight wings unfolded themselves and dark gems glittered under the starlight. A shine of gold, the likes of which had not been present before, stood out in his otherwise carmine hide. For the first time in days air was filtered through his nostrils to bring life to his stiff limbs. His golden eyes greeted the world with an otherwordly hunger that seemed almost alien. Lucifer as the world had known him was no more. Hidden beneath the scales and the flesh was something of a much darker nature. He departed the lands that had seen him grow with no backward glance, his wings taking him to unknown skies. The time between his rebirth and the day he arrived in Owlish territory is a full of wonderful and terrible tales. He saw dragons hatching, living and dying of old age. He persevered agelessly as life passed him by, barely grazing his formidable perception. It would have stayed that way for ages unknown except for one thing. It called to him, something at the edge of his perception; a faint itch that would not let itself be ignored. Lucifer followed it, an eldritch sound of drumbeats echoing inside his head, stopping as he reached an island inhabited by aclan known only as the Owlish. He could feel it: the enormous heartbeat of power that flooded this area and all within it. For the first time in a long time - too long to even be considered - Lucifer found his attention caught by a single thing, all of his being tuning into it with a terrifying intensity. Yes. He would make it his. All his. |
by Jebii
by Ammymimi
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