Eros
(#60674465)
The Tea-maker
Prada
Skycat
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Energy: 44/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Wind.
Male Imperial
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
28.44 m
Wingspan
21.97 m
Weight
7016.21 kg
Genetics
Coral
Starmap
Starmap
White
Bee
Bee
Robin
Stained
Stained
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 5 Imperial
EXP: 1246 / 5545
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
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ALLIUM
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CRESS
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ERANICUS
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LIRA
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Steely | Pure | Playful ╰ bio template by squidragon adapted by Katalist
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Soff sweet gentle boy
Fragile heart Gentle, grandfatherly advisor Frosty boi Acquired skycat 18th Dec 2020 From Raven Hearst With help from Ladylilitu, Bugg and Passenger *smol kisses to everyone involved*
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"Enjoy simple things with total intensity."
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Eros is a gentle councilman famous for his strong teas. One of the older dragons in the Tribe, he too comes with his own demons. Eros abhors any mention of the Light flight and will choose to depart when conversation topics arise about his own species. His friends often joke he has personal afflictions with the Lightweaver, as an attempt to ease tension. He does not appreciate the joke, so they little use it in his presence. Eros is skilled with tea making, and often works with Eranicus and Cress to provide many different flavours. His most popular is a peach, cinnamon and vanilla flavour that warms the belly. Many of the fire dragons are addicted to the substance, claiming it is better than Stephanie’s coffee. Eros however, prefers a fresher minty citrus taste, often flavouring his water with the remnants of a brewed tea. He grew to fame off his Love Brews, a fascinating blend that takes on the flavours of a dragon's crush. It's a popuar ritual between youngsters during festivals to try Eros's brews, and find their love. He does not have any mates as of yet, though he enjoys the company of platonic friends, often having quite intricate tea parties on his balcony at sunset. He has not yet been able to brew his own version of his famous Love Brew.
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Eros laid back against the gentle slop of the grassy hill, watching the sky above. Yesterday weas a disappointing day of full sun, yet today there was a gentle grey crest of clouds to the south, bellies fat with rain. High above, dragons disappeared among the clouds, some with purpose and bags of mail, others aimlessly, enjoying the day in their own way. It was a peaceful moment, a quiet break away from the daily stressors of the council. They had been particularly volatile today, with the discussion of a certain group of ancient individuals who had roosted nearby in the thicker part of the jungle. Eros had already made his point on the subject and did not care to sit around and listen to the same point being argued. So, he rested, and waited. He was not the only one enjoying the day. Two young dragons had set out a picnic, the male trying to impress the other with a haphazard display of roses and cakes. At least Eros knew the tea was divine – it was his, of course. That particular combination had a little aphrodisiac in it, requested by the couple of course. Eros had patiently listened to their request, made sure it was consensual, and added a dash of orange. Not that orange was an aphrodisiac, Eros believed they would be fine on their own. Eros had only arrived a few years past, with his wonderful tea combinations. The Tribe was sorely lacking in it. There had been a massive uptick in orders for his love brews, which were all simply a combination of flavours the other dragon enjoyed. They were perfect personal gifts, but had earned him the title of the God of Love. When he applied for a permanent residence, the council invited him on board. He wonders now if that were the right choice, but alas; he probably would not have gotten to this age without a few wrong choices. Suddenly the clouds appear a little darker. He had been there, the day his brother and sisters awoke. He had heard the call, felt the urge to meet them, and so he went. The summons had been sent out by his elder brother, who had gone missing after his recruitment into the war against Shadow and light. To avoid the war, his mother had moved his elder sisters to wind, where he was born. He thought he was safe, growing up among his wind brethren, learning how to make tea and store it. His sister had a knack for reading the leaves, but he never picked it up. When his sisters eventually moved on, he stayed with his mother. When years later, the call came, he begged his mother to stay and travelled to meet it. When he came upon the grisly remains of the emperor, he understood, and wept. The summons was a link, a bond to his bloodline that he shared with this beast. He was young, and fit, he should have destroyed the beast. But the link grew stronger, until he could feel the hunger growing. The closer he got to the beast’s tracks; the hunger became more intense. So, he fled, leaving the emperor to wreak its devastation on the hewn steppes. It was a coward’s choice, but he was no soldier. Only a tea-maker. The link is still there, though weak. A tug at the heartstrings, a pang of hunger, a taste of flesh that lasts in his mouth like a stuck piece of meat. It is his sentence, damned by his blood. One of the heads of the emperor has rotted away, and he thinks it is the brother, as the link now feels mainly female. What hurt most, however, is the new gleam of sentience. An older, wiser being has joined the call. It is a fresh body, but an old mind. Eros stood up and dusted the grass off his back. Now was not the time to grieve his mother, nor his sisters. Lira laid near him, asleep in the sunlight. An old friend and compatriot. She had joined him with a pot of tea a few hours ago, when she had noticed his departure. It was not her fault she chose potash peach and amaranth flowers, flavours painfully nostalgic of the Sunbeam Ruins. It was a lovely combination, but one destined to send him in a mood. He bent down and woke her with a hand to her shoulder. It was time to go back, before the rain came in.
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ETYMOLOGY - The name Eros means God Of Love and is of Greek origin. RELATIONS -
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