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Erith the Misfortune
Caw_493
Legacy Name: Caw_493
The
Nightmare IrionOwner: Dracotamer46
Age: 19 years, 4 months, 4 weeks
Born: October 21st, 2006
Adopted: 15 years, 1 month, 3 weeks ago
Adopted: January 26th, 2011
Statistics
- Level: 14
- Strength: 35
- Defense: 31
- Speed: 28
- Health: 28
- HP: 25/28
- Intelligence: 2
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Refreshment Concierge
He was a vile king but he showed love to few things. His daughter was one, and his gardens another. They were beauty and serenity...
But the king's love was destroyed one day. The garden wrecked when an angry resident of the forest heard the stories of the king's cruelty.
The king called his knights, angry beyond belief, so much so that not even his beautiful daughter could quell his anger.
The knights were sent into the forest, swords sharp and arrows tipped with poison. They hunted the being who destroyed the Garden.
They found him, resting in the darkest shade of the willow tree. Long, lazy legs dangling over the branch and sharp claw picking an evening meal from the teeth in his beak. He speared the knights with cold, dagger-like eyes and threw back his head and laughed.
"Caw! Caw! Caw!"
Almost like a crow, black as a crow but with four legs.
The knights stared in wonder and fear at this unusual creature. But it seemed to not care for their penetrating stares.
It hoped from the branches of the tree and spread it's massive, shadow-like wings, and flapped them once, and only once, to shoot into the sky like a bullet.
The knights went home. Thinking their job was done.But the cawing beast wasn't finished.
This is a piece of text taken from one of the Great Scrolls;
"You know He is around when you hear his distinctive laugh. The 'Caw, Caw' of harsh rasping tongue. The dragging of claws along the floor as He struggles to fly, 'Caaaaaaw, Caaaaaaaaaaaaaw'. The flap of his dark wings, sweeping air aside 'Caaw, Caaaaaaw, Caaw'. Every noise He makes sounds like His call. His personal sound. 'Caw'.
They say He puts the Mad Hatter to shame, they say He makes things run by breathing in the vicinity. Vile, Horrid.
Thought Darkness claimed His soul.
Thought Light absent in His life.
Thought Hatred boils His blood.
No one knows, for though He is so well known, he is also so secretive and mysterious!"
Caw is known well in the world, mainly because he's troublesome, dark and his affinity is with creating fear and hate.
But he wasn't always this way, one time he had a brother, one attuned with light. They both were. But there were torn separate ways and so Darkness corrupted the soul that Caw had filled with memories of his brother. Mutated and Dark. He fell into the cruel twisted life of a Nygtmar~
Caw's brother was Areei, a creature who forgot his brother. Caw left the lands that Areei lives on for fear of losing his mind, at the loss of his brother.
Now Caw travels the world, torturing the minds of souls.
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Pet Treasure
Fifth Anniversary Nightmare Irion Trophy