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Jackson

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Richard

Unyielding Sagittarius

Energy: 0/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

7.2 m

Wingspan

3.6 m

Weight

405.77 kg

Genetics

Clay
Jaguar

Coal
Bee

Blackberry
Capsule

Hatchday

May 07, 2018
(5 years)

Breed

Adult
Pearlcatcher

Eye Type

Earth
Glowing

Level 25 Pearlcatcher

Max Level

STR

137

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Anemone
Blue

Offspring

Biography

ROLE
mute/taciturn
enigmatic
powerful

DETAILS
NICKNAME; Jack, Nigel
GENDER; male
PRONOUNS; him, he, his
ORIENTATIONS; heteroflexible (romantic) /asexual
ALIGNMENT; lawful neutral
LIKES; playing expertly on his harmonica
DISLIKES; injustice, too much attention, flying insects

RELATIONS
Nangs; friendly; helped save them from dying according to them. Brought them to the clan.
Darrell; Competition of sorts; slightly rivals but non violent because Darrell's pretty scared of him
DieBeerenfrucht ; don't really know each other but he thinks she's 'interesting'

ART
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OUTFIT

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Jackson lives as a taciturn 'outlaw' and spends his hours isolated from everyone else, often in a hazy daydream-state of his nomadic and lonesome past. He enjoys his solitude during the day and in the night, he often leaves the clan's territory into a land of his and his only, one secret location of orphic wonder, one where no other soul possesses the location or capability to venture to. He and his 'secret location' is the very brine of the figurative dark seas of mystery, where only souls brave and intellectually stalwart enough will deploy their submarines.

Only no one would dare follow him, though, through unknown lands riddled with danger, criminals, and beasts with eyes of senselessness, and minds of madness. But, astonishingly, he returns from each destination unharmed, every brisk morning before the stars fade and the creatures begin to stir, he returns home, with one more secret surreptitiously kept where no one can access it, and if you ask, you'll receive a rather muted response.

Perhaps he duels every opponent blind and foolish enough to obstruct his path in a dance of death and adrenaline, which, allegedly, he vanquishes every time. With lightning speed, he is capable of deconstructing a large opponent to a sorry unrecognizable dis-assemblage of flesh and crumbled bone. As much he is capable though, he prefers to avoid committing such heinous acts upon souls that are unwise enough to face him. He prefers evaluating and formulating a contrivance of proper judgement that brings the least possible amount of harm.

Whenever he is back at the lair, he serenades the stars- or anything that would hear- in fluctuating notes from his gold-embellished harmonica that sings in response to its owners' unwavering melancholy. Quite frequently, when the sun is sinking behind the ~~clear staggering fuchsia crystals jutting out from the ground~~ vast array of palms, trees and foliage, listeners from the clan will be gently lulled into a comfortable dream of his past. The songs have an unexplainable feeling that clings to you and resists letting go, an ethereal sense from previous interactions of good and ugly that forces you to witness them both.

If you're fortunate enough to witness the fantastical glowing brilliance of his eyes, you may be stunned as a result of failing on knowing exactly what to do with that pang of fear and also equally strong curiosity that he laser-shot into your soul. Who knows what those enigmatic pools of deep gold hold within their depths. All anyone can do is hypothesize and ponder, as you most likely won't get an answer from him.

Perhaps he hadn't a clue either, and perhaps he doesn't want an answer, and instead seeks a world beyond Sorneith, a world of creatures where they not only simply 'survive', but sing and explore and try to satisfy their insatiable need for knowing all that may be out there in that vast blackness above them that's freckled with blazing suns and unexplored galaxies. A world with society and music and celebrations upon its fantastic surface.

But as much as he inquires himself about these things, he loves his clan and the individual dragons that form and maintain it, and will do practically anything to preserve them from harm..

Eye type changed from Common to Glowing on November 16th, 2019

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