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Kurpitsa

(#1351662)

Level 25 Pearlcatcher

Kurpitsalyhty

Dirge Fiddlefiend

Energy: 0/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

5.77 m

Wingspan

4.13 m

Weight

468.08 kg

Genetics

Royal
Lionfish

Sunshine
Noxtide

Magenta
Basic

Hatchday

Nov 18, 2013
(10 years)

Breed

Adult
Pearlcatcher

Eye Type

Fire
Common

Level 25 Pearlcatcher

Max Level

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

128

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

Biography

The makeshift stage shuddered, wood planks rattling beneath the force of the audience's cheers and the source that incited it: upon the slanted platform, basked harshly in the afternoon's glow, Kurpitsa spread his arms and took a bow before falling back into a fluid dance, silks trailing after him. The drums pounded; he felt every breath, every drop of sweat, all passing beats to the graceful thrusts and pivots of his feet as the flamethrowers exited and a large, gaudy box was wheeled in, its walls painted in swirling yellows and violets. A broad smile settled over his lips.

"Oh, how i've kept you waiting, my friends!" The dragon cried, tail slamming against the wood as he lept lightly into the air. Gasps of awe rose from the crowd. With glittering claws, the magician spun his orb, which caught the light in dizzying fractals and spilled across his spectators' faces like dancing beams of iridescent fire.

"I have but one request--and I do hope you'll help me out on this one." Kurpitsa leaned over the edge, scanning the crowd. "For my last trick, I'll be needing an assistant!" His eyes locked onto hers: green-scaled like him, pink horns and a bemused grin. Exactly whom he was looking for. As the younger hatchlings surged forward in excitement, he reached an arm out to her. "My lady, if you please?"

The visiting princess stepped onto the stage. "This is quite a show," she admitted, her palm still in his grasp. Kurpitsa swept the door open with a wink and a flourish. He remembered the way her eyes danced in eagerness, looking out over the crowd before she disappeared into the darkness of the disappearing box.

”You won’t be gone for long,” he promises, claws reaching through the bars of the trapdoor down below. He grabs the princess by the neck--how lovely, how tasty--and slides a knife along her neck. Her thrashing form slumps back into the shadows of the cell; he digs in with gusto, and when it’s all over, belly full and blood licked clean, takes her gems and jewels, and slides out of the shadows, the princess’s face a cold mask over his own.

Kurpitsa spun the box once, twice, and slid open the door. The crowd erupted. He traced a glowing claw across the box’s empty floor and smiled softly. “I don’t believe my eyes. She’s disappeared!”

lore by mareike

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