

Mayhew
(#55277952)
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
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Energy: 50
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50

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Personal Style
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Skin

Effect
Scene

Measurements
Length
3.86 m
Wingspan
3.48 m
Weight
316.07 kg
Genetics
Slate
Pinstripe
Pinstripe
Maroon
Morph
Morph
Blood
Smirch
Smirch
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
EXP: 0 / 245


STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
7
INT
7
VIT
6
MND
7
Biography
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![]() m a y h e w ruthless • sharp • devious ![]() • a b o u t • Children of the witch and the mechanic are taught how to control the Plague magic that is highly saturated in their bones from birth; some hatchlings have almost unstable concentrations of magic while others had all of theirs drained in the shell. The effects are always unpredictable. Regardless, their parents try to give them as full of a life as possible, nurturing and loving each of their children as best as they can. Of course, love and nurture won't always take. ![]() Of all the hatchlings in her nest, Mayhew is arguably the most fortunate. She wasn't born with a deadly concentration of Plague magic in her veins and she seemed to have inherited her father's obsession with tinkering and enginering. But she would beg to differ; Mayhew was not born with that excess of Plague magic in her blood because she was born with not a single drop of Plague magic at all. Her eyes, while still the deep red of the Plagueborn, are dull and glossy-- every time she peers into a mirror, Mayhew is reminded of this unforgivable fault once more. Any words of caution from older and wiser dragons fall on deaf ears. To her, this isn't living; in fact, without the hum of Plague magic in her claws, she may as well be dead. ![]() The first time Mayhew saw her sibling, they were crying. Dark red droplets pooling at the corners of their eyes, floating away as they moved, six dark wings fluttering feebly. At least, this is what their she tells them. Morgane will always trust Mayhew’s memory, but less so her stories; often too fantastical to be entirely true. But this particular anecdote falls into the realm of possibility; she always tells it with a smile- some emotion that neither of them can place dancing in her dull eyes. A mixture of mirth, jealousy and pity, or something like it. Mayhew, devoid of the Plaguebringer’s touch, yearns for an ounce of the magic that runs through her siblings veins. To take it and tame it- to make it hers. Glad for the knack for engineering and machinery she inherited from her father, she took it upon herself to find a way to siphon the magic from her sibling, helping both them and herself in the process... whatever the cost.
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code & assets by archaic #19153
bio by shanncrafter#84422
bio by shanncrafter#84422

Mayhew

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