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Julian

(#13301120)

Level 25 Nocturne

OhNo

Garden Watcher

Energy: 0/50

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Measurements

Length

5.76 m

Wingspan

6.44 m

Weight

559.96 kg

Genetics

Flint
Iridescent

Shale
Alloy

Cherry
Circuit

Hatchday

May 19, 2015
(8 years)

Breed

Adult
Nocturne

Eye Type

Wind
Common

Level 25 Nocturne

Max Level

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

129

VIT

MND

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Biography

Julian

Bad scientist • Cursed

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BOOM!:

▸ Small booms: Nothing to worry about

▸ Medium booms: Start worrying

▸ Big booms: PANIC

▸ Oops: Time to find a new home

B I O G R A P H Y

Perhaps it was due to a curse, or maybe he was just using faulty parts, but Julian hadn’t meant to blow up his previous home. The blender he’d been working on was meant to make cooking a little easier for the chefs tasked with feeding the clan. But--of course--it had exploded. Just like most items had before. Julian sighed. He knew he’d been on thin ice before, but now . . . Now was probably the last straw. After clearing away the smoke and wiping his face clean, Julian grabbed a satchel he’d prepacked and locked the door to his laboratory behind him.

He flew high and low, north and south, and encountered his fair share of scrapes and misadventures. When he had the chance, he put together items to aid on his journey--some for personal protection, some just to sell. He needed money to eat, after all. In some instances, he’d been close to getting robbed, so he’d drop a homemade flashbang--something made to explode--and he’d be able to escape. When he came between feuding clans, he’d sell blueprints for weapons that would ensure victory and go on his way. Julian found himself in a myriad of new places, some rundown and shoddy, some in high society.

During a particular misadventure in a fancy district, Julian encountered a beautiful imperial dragon named Grinder. Despite his best interests, he’d fallen hard for her. She battled him long and hard to settle down as she hated all the traveling, and Julian eventually broke and agreed. At the time, they’d only been visiting the Skyloft clan. Once he gained an audience with Milan, showcasing the different uses his inventions could have, he could give Grinder anything she wanted. All he had to do was win Milan’s favor.

Grinder

Mestrel

Makin' Money:

▸ Bombs: For exalt squads

▸ Blenders: For chefs

▸ Showers: For everyone . . . like come on

▸ Heaters: For cold little hatchlings

_Lightning_

____In order for Julian to secure a spot in the clan, he would have to create something extraordinary for Milan. He had . . . learned . . . from some loose lips in The Collapsible Tavern that Milan often participated in a local secret fight club. In the middle of one feverish, sleepless night, Julian came up with an idea to help Milan fight better. He would craft wing augmentations, to give her a burst of speed and agility over her opponents. He set to work, with Grinder’s help and Milan’s compliance.

Once the augmentations were done and were working as intended--only one explosion this time!--Julian allowed Milan to test them. He accompanied her and Brooklian to the ring one night to watch the field test. He thought in passing, as he sat among the strangers, that he was glad Skyloft often traveled as a clan. Grinder was only mildly upset when she learned this. As the fight wore on, Julian noticed something odd with his creation. The augmentations, powered by electricity to produce the bursts of speed, were sparking at the shoulder joints under the stress. That was . . . unintentional. But it didn’t appear to harm any of the dragons, and it dazzled the crowd, so Julian let it be. Milan found Julian after the fight, carrying a heavy sack of treasure in her claws, and he knew his spot in the clan was sealed.

_And Thunder_

____Julian was no stranger to explosions. Often, if he miscalculated or used a faulty part, the invention he was working on would go kaput. It took a lot of patience and money to keep up, but he would not lose motivation. Not when he was so close--so close! So close to a weapon that could finally put that rampaging emperor to rest. It would take lots of resources, possibly clean out Skyloft’s coffers twice over before completion, but it needed to be done. The emperor frightened Grinder, even though it was quite literally a world away right now. But one day would come when it came to threaten the Windswept Plateau, and Julian wanted the clan to be ready.

He tried to lift the item, but it was too heavy. He swiped his goggles down his face, letting them dangle around his neck. Maybe it would clean out the coffers three times over instead; this particular defeat had been absolute. Nothing of this scrap could be salvaged. He sighed. He called for Grinder to help him dispose of it. Maybe some scavengers or a beastclan would find a use for it. Tomorrow Julian would once again ask Milan for another allowance. For now, though, he’d clean himself up, give Grinder a kiss, and ask Mestrel how her day was. And then he’d jump on reworking the blueprints for the weapon in the morning.

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