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Vienna the Gustiss
Vienna the Gustiss
Yield_845
Legacy Name: Yield_845
The
Nightmare ParalixOwner: Dracotamer46
Age: 15 years, 8 months, 3 weeks
Born: June 27th, 2010
Adopted: 15 years, 3 months, 6 days ago
Adopted: December 12th, 2010
Statistics
- Level: 26
- Strength: 65
- Defense: 64
- Speed: 61
- Health: 60
- HP: 58/60
- Intelligence: 1
- Books Read: 1
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Store Clerk
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~There was once a tale of an old knight. One whose heart was brave and nights were long. He was the strongest of the people, fastest and it was even thought he meddled with witchcraft!Whenever he fought an opponent, he gave them ONE chance. He would yell, "Do ye yield?" And whether his opponent said yes or not decided their fate.Not many knew his name, for they thought it sacred or cursed, and he never told it. They called him the Darc Nyght. And it wasn't till his death that people thought to question his existance.He died the night before his biggest fight, against the King's son. They went to find him, but no one could. They questioned him, they wondered if he had just been a ghost... But the pile of dead opponents built up behind him argued for him.It wasn't till a few hundred years later that the night stirred. Bones moved, the night became it's own.The old knight rose back, restless spirit building itself again. He pulled his self from the dirt and yet, when he did this, it wasn't a man to emerge, or a skeleton. It was a shadowy wrath, a Dragon.It faced the sky, looking up with angry hollowed out eyes, and made a call, filled with rage and power, "DO YE YIELD?!" He called to the Deity in the sky, and then faced the new world. Slithering over the ground, made up of simple shadows.As he did so, a man emerged, eyes flashing a blood red and body covered in bone, white armor. He looked frightful, he had to get used to this world. It was then, that the people from his old life, sitting in the Heaven and Hell lands, looked down and said, all at the same moment, "Yield..."~
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~There was once a tale of an old knight. One whose heart was brave and nights were long. He was the strongest of the people, fastest and it was even thought he meddled with witchcraft!Whenever he fought an opponent, he gave them ONE chance. He would yell, "Do ye yield?" And whether his opponent said yes or not decided their fate.Not many knew his name, for they thought it sacred or cursed, and he never told it. They called him the Darc Nyght. And it wasn't till his death that people thought to question his existance.He died the night before his biggest fight, against the King's son. They went to find him, but no one could. They questioned him, they wondered if he had just been a ghost... But the pile of dead opponents built up behind him argued for him.It wasn't till a few hundred years later that the night stirred. Bones moved, the night became it's own.The old knight rose back, restless spirit building itself again. He pulled his self from the dirt and yet, when he did this, it wasn't a man to emerge, or a skeleton. It was a shadowy wrath, a Dragon.It faced the sky, looking up with angry hollowed out eyes, and made a call, filled with rage and power, "DO YE YIELD?!" He called to the Deity in the sky, and then faced the new world. Slithering over the ground, made up of simple shadows.As he did so, a man emerged, eyes flashing a blood red and body covered in bone, white armor. He looked frightful, he had to get used to this world. It was then, that the people from his old life, sitting in the Heaven and Hell lands, looked down and said, all at the same moment, "Yield..."~
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