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Hobart

(#42161366)

Level 19 Imperial

Familiar

Animated Statue

Energy: 50/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

19.32 m

Wingspan

19.55 m

Weight

7138.16 kg

Genetics

Midnight
Iridescent

Shadow
Bee

Shadow
Gembond

Hatchday

Jun 03, 2018
(5 years)

Breed

Adult
Imperial

Eye Type

Fire
Glowing

Level 19 Imperial

EXP: 43734 / 104563

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

none

Biography

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H O B A R T
K I S E M O

Chaos Magi
Magical | P͓͙͉̯̘̕͠ọ̱̙̲͍͟͡s̶̹̗͖͎͕̰̬s҉̣̯̩̳e̵̛͈͖̞̰̖̩͉͟ś͕͖͢s̡͉͚̱̹̦̦̥͇͠e̬͉̖̮͓͈̯̦̼ḑ̺| Dangerous

Main Theme - Second Theme - Third Theme

Hobart is mentally unstable, one minuet she is an agreeable young dragon wanting to make friends and enjoy the best things in life, the next minuet she is agitated and snarling, talking to herself about "enemy's" everywhere that need to be taken care of.

She is best kept at an arm's distance, especially during one of her "episodes." If it weren't for how powerful she is, how much of a useful ally she is, Hobart would not be kept as close as she is to Gadzooks.

It is unclear if she is more useful than she is dangerous.

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When she was younger, she grew up alongside her brothers, Miras and Hageshikami. She remembers being carefree and happy, wanting to explore the village and mingle with the people who lived there. She wasn't a monster, none of her family was.

T͇͠h͈̮͈̗̮͕͔̲̖e͏̷̳͕̻y̡͚̩̻̰̼̯̭̥ ̧̠̩̫̜̬ẁ̟̦̝̤̭̪͕͘e͈̭̳͈̞͇̳̹r͓͖͢e̯̙͝ ̜̹͠a̱̥͖̥͍̻͝l͔̜͎̤̀l̪͓͈͔̟ ̧͕̳̭̹m̜̦̰̥͝͠o̼̱̳̝̣̕n͎͉̩̹̯̖̜͉̪s͔͎t͇͖̼̣͍̫̰̤e̵͎͠r̭̦̬̥̜̜̮͈̮͟͠s̶̨͎̫̱̹̘͓͉̭

She also remembers being poisoned, being forced to slowly waste away, she remembers the pain her passing caused her family to go through.
She didn't know how long she was gone for, but she was surprised when she returned.

S͈̘͕̔ͮ̄̊͘͢h͇̥͍͔̙̿ͪ̈̃͊͝ĕ̛̝̭̽̿̆ͭ̚̚̚̕ ̪̠̟̉̌ͪ̈́̄̽̚͡w̹̺̋͗̀̊͐ä̞̼͖́ͦ̆̄̃s̨̛̘̻͖̺̰͚̼͉̔͌̄͊ ̜͓ͦ̒ͯ̎̓b̂̎҉̮̤̮̭̻͎̬̘͡ͅà̷̧͖̫͙̰̖͇͙̦͂̍͗̆͌ͣc͉̳͎͇̦̅̎ḳ̱̘͓̭̱̥͖̖ͧͭ

While in the egg, she was aware of what was happening, the soft pulsing of magic surrounding her being as she began to emerge. Once she was out she looked up at the two loving faces of the dragons she knew and loved so much. Her parents.
Being back with her family, she was overjoyed though she found something strange with her new body, she had magic this time, nor was she weak and feeble.

S͚͉̹̗̣ͬ̊̾͞h̗̭͔͖͍͉̞̎ͮ̔̃ͪ̇̓̒́̚e̒̾́ͨ̆̊̓ͩ҉̧̬̰͚̻̘̤ ̪͕͇̊̍̍͠l̪̞̹̭͑̄̒̉ͯ̓̑̂͜͠ỉ̵̛̥̠̙̖̣͇̝̒͛k̰̲̀͋ͤͫ̓ͮ́͟ę̜̝̳̰͙͎͆͑d̄̂̂̂̔̄́҉̤͍̖̭͉͚ ͔̱̻̤̦ͤͯť̸̵̫̝̭͖̮͔͓hͥͮͥ̌̿͗̊̈́͏̴̧̠̞̞͖̜̦͓̭i̧̝̠̱̭̝̭̩̋ͬ͆̅̿ͥ̾͋͠s̡̰̝̭̮̫̳̋̂̓͐ ̸͔̳̻̼̱͎̾̀̏̆̈́͑͝p̨͗ͬ̔͡͏̩̻̘̻͇̯o̵̰͈̬̮͉̮̲̩̩ͨͨͥ̊͘w͙͕̼͇̳̥͓͔̖͆͗͆͌e̒͊͌ͨ͌ͥͫͮ͏̟͍͉̟̮̫͜ṟ̷̘̗̳̦̺͐̒̀̏͂͞

With help from her parents she began to hone her magic, getting it under control so that she wasn't a threat. As she learnt however, she discovered voices in the back of her mind, suggesting different things to her parents, causing her to doubt herself and her powers.
As she grew older, her powers grew with her, though one of the many voices in her head got louder and louder, until it was all she could muster to not burst out in public to yell at it.

S͇̘̪͖̳̼ͯͦͦͥ͢h̲͔̲̜̟̥͓͉ͬ͝e̛ͣ́ͮ͆̓ͫ҉͙̣ ͇̫̲̣̺̥̝̓̂͌ͩ͆ͨ̍̂ͅw̿͌̎́̔̄̓͝͏̠̱̩̥̞̜̟̮aͨ̂̍ͯͩ̃҉̴̵̝̱̘͙̰s̵̠͇͙̘̭͔̫͊͊ͦ̏̾̌̆̑͘ ̺͈̰̎̏̏̿̈̆̈͠ͅn̡̮̰̮̩̘ͣ̓̆͆͊̚o̱̗̭͔̓̄ͮ͐ͨ̋t̨̥͉̼̻̿ͪ̒͟ ̵̩͓͓͇̬̩̎͒̒ͪͩ͊́̕t̮̺̲͖͖̄ͦͣ̍ͅh̷͛̾͆̕҉̩̥̱̬̖͈̣ͅe͍̮ͬ̔ͩ̊͆̑͜ ̫̮̗̙̠͑͂̑ͣ͆ͅo̸̸͍̎ͬn̪̱ͪ͊ͦ͛̃͐͆l̞̲̤̥̰͓̤̖͆ͧ́͡ý̩̮͙͒̒̐̕̕ ̷̨͔͚͙͙̽̍ͨͨ̊ͨ͑o̯̩͚͇͂̓̆̀̂̋n̸̥͇͔͉̮̻̻͔͋̓̔e̻̜͖̙̦͊̓ͩ̎ͨ̌̌̒͘͡ ̵͈̥̩̮̝̱̳̰͋͛ͦ̾ͯ͞͝i͇̝̦̗͚͎̅ͥͭͯ̒̎͆̀͒ṋ͖̣͙͓̼͚ͣ̋̀ͬ̍̕s̡͎̹̗̭̖̋͗̀͌̅́͜i̷̞͉̥ͧͅd̍̏ͯ͌͏̫̻̗̫̩͖͓̀e̱̜͈͎̐̊͆̇̎ͤ̓ͧ ̟̺̗̘̀̒ͪ͆ͨ͑͑̋t̵̴͈̼̗̟͖̪̟͐̽͌͜h̡̞̣̿̃̓͂ͦͨ͛͜i̖͉͕̟͇͚͉ͧ̊̚s̨͗̌҉̺͉̩͍ͅ ̢̱̞̗̭͖̦͖̎ͤ̍͜b̛̮̱̯͖̣͐̔ͩȏ̷̴̪̱̥̐ͦͪd̨̜̋͂ͤ̉̽̅ͣ̀͜y̩̹̘̠͖͇̰̲̐̑̾ͬ̿

She ended up being the most powerful dragon in the Dream Weavers clan. Though she was no longer the same dragon who hatched from the egg. She was lithe but powerful, her eyes glowed with an otherworldly appearance, she was the right hand defender of Gadzooks herself.
And there was no one standing in her way, no one even close to capable to stop her when she enacted her plan. I͇̦ͮͮ͐ͤ̿ͯ̓̓͊͜͜t̷̺̪͖̺̰ͪ͌̈͗̓̓̄̈́ͮ ̵̼̔̽̄ẇ̨̡̼̻̭ͮͦ̃̉ͭͥ̚ő͢ͅu̢͇͕̬͐̐̓͠l͕̳̭̥̞͚͉͒̊̿͂ͬͤ̂ͤ͝ͅḍ̱̮ͥ̀ͭ̏́ͅ ͎̯͕̤̌͑͋̆̊͐b̷̸̠͈̺̩̥́ͪ͊̑̎̾ͯ̑e̱̥̗̮͛͐͐̅ͩ ̣͎̗̝͍͔̣͑ͨ̓͊̔̄̔͘s̴̩̰̾͐͒̄͑̑͛̏͘o͕̟̣̰̗̳̦̔͌̎̓o̢̟̹̰͇͔͕̱̜̻ͣ͞n̨̰̯̦͇͗̒͞

All who had mistreated her would suffer.

T̼̜̬̰̖͖̠ͣͣͫ̈́h̺͕̒̈͢e̴̶̟̤͚̤ͥ͟ ̘̘̻̭͈̻͖̣̄̈́ͫ͢͝v̴̳̗̱̻̊̒̀̈́ͥ̾̌́͞ḭ̮͚̓̉̏͐͛͠l͉͖̗̓̐ͪͪḻ̸̡̭̺̰͉̋͊̍̎a̸̜̦̼͚̝̙͔͊̿̇̏͋͐g͇̘̫̯̣͉̯͔̓ͣͪ͋͗̋̒̆̿e̷ͥͤ͋͊ͪͫ͗҉̼̫̲̣͉̣ͅṙ̢̜̣̻̉ͧ͌͗͆̃ͬ̀͠͡s̸̴̗̏̃̏ͥͩ̇ ̛̜̻̩̐̆͐̑͢͡w͈̑ͪ͒̄͠o͒͗͢͞҉͎͔u̵͉̭͚̖̹͙ͧ̈́̊̌͆̌̐̀͜l͕̖̭̙̹̭̭͍͖̓͌̋ͨ̔̽̑͛͟d̨̧͓͚̟̤̯͈̝ͧ͊ ̴̪͎̦͐̒ͥ͋ͣp͖̣̫̝ͭ̽ͫ̾ͯ̚ẻ̻̦̗̠̫̙͚͌ř̡̗̘̠̜̌́ṟ̨͓̱͔̮̺̤̋̀́̃̂̍͑̕ȉ͇̪̙̩ͨ̇s̮̥̠̪̥̣͛ͦ͗̏͌͘ͅḩ̙͎̱̘͍̰͇̟̏̾̓̉̕

All who had hurt her parents would perish.

Ḧ̷̼̗͒̐̃̇͐͘͝è͇̪̣̤͔̦͍ͦ̂̅̆ͯ̄̚ȑ̛̯̪̼ͥ̃̓̎ͪ̋͞ ̷̞̹̺̦͊̄̈́̓͜͠b̸̞̮͓̋ͤr̺͙͖͔̽̿̓̚ő̍̒̑҉̤̦̲̺͙̠̲̳ͅt̔̒̓͑̆̉̀̀҉̳̫̗̼̜̩h̖̣̤͔͚̘̤͋̉ͯ̇͟͝e̢͒͐̇̋̄͑͜҉̮͓̠̞̬͖ṙ̭͈ͮ̍͌̋ͧ͠s̢̙̖͚̱ͤͨͭ͘ ̸̡̛͓̰͉̠̐ͦ̃͛̓̈͆w̸͖͍̝̤͙̹͈̦ͧͤ̈́͗ͫ̃̽̎ͭ̀ͅò͎̦͓̜̞̰̩̮̪́̀̇́uͨͪ̎ͬ̅̚҉͏͔͎͓̪̦̝ͅl̉̔̓͛̇͗͏̗̟͖d̴̛̛̯̪̗̲͖͎͂̓͒̚ ̢̡͕̪̘̼̟͆ͦ̅̿ͯͦͭ̐͂͘p̸̬̯̞̣̠̦̙͒̾͐̉̓͂͗ͫ͋ͅa̓̋̏ͣ͛̀͞҉͈̤̲y͇̜̲ͩ̋͂ͣ̄ ͉̣͎̄̍̂̋ͦͯ͠f̝̤̰̂ͣ͘͞͠o̡̟̮͙͓̩̹ͦͭͨr͖̤̰̪̻̩̾̆ͫ͌ͥ̕͜ͅ ͖̱̱̖̣̦̫̥̱ͭͦ͞ļ̳̪̞̫̤͍̙̂̏̀ͥͩ̕̕ͅe̺̞͈͖̒ͤ͒͒ͤ́̚a̷̴̝̖̟̰̙̦͉̣͇̾̎v͓̫̙́̏̿ͦ̍ͨ͊̄ͦȋ̤̮͇̩͙͎̐̂ͫṋ̵̛͉͙̩͖͔̱͙̥̀̈́̾ͭ̕g̴̸̯̝͇̅ͨ̋

And it was only a matter of time before she struck!

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