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Kibago has a minion!

Caspian the Skelihaund




Kibago
Legacy Name: Kibago


The Nightmare Malticorn
Owner: Miggeh

Age: 15 years, 7 months, 4 days

Born: August 14th, 2010

Adopted: 14 years, 4 months, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: October 22nd, 2011

Statistics


  • Level: 6
     
  • Strength: 12
     
  • Defense: 4
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 8
     
  • HP: 10/8
     
  • Intelligence: 11
     
  • Books Read: 11
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed


I was born, long ago, in the depths of a lonely cavern.

The cavern was always dark, lonely, musky and cold. Water was constantly pouring into the place where I slept. I do not recall a single dry night while I lived there.

I was born as a Rreign. But I was ignored, evidently some sort of accident child. I was never meant to exist. No one loved me, and this has remained unchanged for my entire life span.

I left that cave the moment I could, my mother and father's blood on my claws. I was fed up with my mother's innocent beauty and snooty attitude, and my father's judgemental, harsh view on everything. They never loved me, they never saw me as their daughter. So I saw them as dead.

I lived as a rogue for years on end. I only just managed to survive, living off of rainwater and lucky finds in garbage cans.

I have been a victim of forty-seven total zaps by the lab rays, which I have mercilessly endured for all of my years. Eventually, my body decided that it wasn't going to take it anymore, and I became this ragged, unkempt, ugly creature that stands before you.

I have journeyed far and wide, even to the Oracle, Cermony. Even he has found no solutions to my problem.

Brushes and combs get stuck in the irreparable knots in my mane.

I am stuck like this. I will never know what it means to be beautiful. No matter how much I journey, how much I try. I have given up on all of my dreams of being gorgeous like my mother was.

I threw all of that away the very first time I stood in front of the Lab Ray.

I know no friends. I live alone, far from any and all outside contact. The only other that I have seen in years is the spirit of the Skelihaund abandoned here years ago. I have named him Caspian, even though he cannot speak or feel any emotion.

I only wish to be left alone. Weary travelers are not welcome in my territory, so I advise you leave before I am pushed to my limit and must remove you by force.

And by force, I mean the same force of which I used on my unsuspecting parents.

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