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Qilino has a minion!

Zepherthus the Swagger




Qilino
Legacy Name: Qilino


The Nightmare Legeica
Owner: Rathoren

Age: 13 years, 4 days

Born: April 22nd, 2011

Adopted: 13 years, 4 days ago

Adopted: April 22nd, 2011

Nominate Pet for Spotlight

Statistics


  • Level: 178
     
  • Strength: 140
     
  • Defense: 33
     
  • Speed: 32
     
  • Health: 31
     
  • HP: 31/31
     
  • Intelligence: 50
     
  • Books Read: 49
  • Food Eaten: 1
  • Job: Head of Adoptions





Drawn by the epic Kip! OO


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Basic info

Age: looks around 30-35 but is immortal

Eye Color: Grey

Hair Color: Long black

Height: 6.4ft when in human form, in Kelpie form he stands at 17 hands.

he does have a tail when he's in his human form, looks like his Kelpie tail (pokes horse reference) but he keeps it hidden if need be.

when in his Kelpie form his hooves are cloven

Personality: Cold, uncaring, merciless when he wants something, he comes out once a month as a mysterious dark sexy man who seduces vain young women, and drags one of them underwater and then eats her... (except for their liver, don't ask, its part of the legend)

More info will come once I actually figure out how to keep going with him!
No mortal ear could have heard the kelpie passing through the night, for the great black hooves of it were as soundless in their stride as feathers falling.”― Mollie Hunter, The Kelpie's Pearls
(I would suggest reading about Kelpies if you are interested in what the heck I'm trying to describe)


STORY

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Cera giggled and took a sip of tea “Oh he did not?!” exclaimed the girl sitting next to her at the table. “Oh but he did” she nodded. All the women instantly started whispering amongst their neighbors sitting around the table. The news that Cera had become engaged to the duke’s son was going to spread like wildfire. She was from a wealthy family and had always acted the part, to her being proposed to by Byron did not surprise her in the least, after all everyone always said she was the fairest woman in all Ireland. After most of the excitement of the news had died down, the tea had been drank, the pastries had been nibbled on, the ladies all headed to the ballroom where the men and an orchestra were waiting. Cera looked around for Byron as everyone else was starting to pair up for the dances; she started asking around and learned he was last seen heading towards the gardens. Heading outside herself to the gardens she could not see him so she called softly “Byron, are you there? Byron?” a sound made her turn and walk towards the east corner, the sound becoming louder. What she saw around one of the bushes stopped her dead cold. Byron, her fiancée and a blonde young woman were in various stages of undress, he was kissing her neck passionately and she was making moaning noises. Somehow they must have sensed her presence or seen her but all of a sudden the girl stopped and let out a horrified little squeak. Swearing Byron jumped up and tried to pull his clothes back on all while heading towards Cera, she started backing up “Oh lords, Cera wait, listen!” she shook her head, still backing up and getting ready to run. “I do not love her, you have to believe me!” Somehow hearing that snapped her out of her stunned stat of mind, making her stop in her tracks. “How DARE you!” Cera slapped him as hard as she could, turned and stormed away. Fate led her past the ends of the garden and to the shores of the loch of which the castle overlooked. Loudly ranting about how DARE he do that to HER and no less with that WHORE, what did he see in that person of questionable reputation?! Etc etc. With all her ranting she wasn’t paying attention when the tall dark figure appeared behind her “Might I perchance help you?” Cera screamed. “I do apologize; it was not my intention to startle you” the dazzling smile caught her off guard for a moment “Oh, well, you did!” *Frown* “ I do offer my apologies again for that lass “Thank you for your offer but I do not need any help, just space away from cheating fiancées!” “Ah I see” again the stranger flashed the smile but this time it was a different, she couldn’t quite tell the color of his eyes and squinted a bit to see them better, something flashed in the corner of her vision “What was that?!” “That? That would be my tail” Cera tried to scream but fainted before any sound passed her lips “Ah silence once again” With no one around, the smirk was lost in the dark fog of the night

The next day the searchers and the hounds had tracked Cera’s scent to far down the lochs edge, the grizzly discovery of a liver floating in the dark waters would haunt some of the men for years. Some men would swear that they were seeing things and would blame the horrifying find of the liver for the visions of a tall dark man with a tail walk into the fog covered waters and change into a pure black horse. No one ever discovered the truth.

Pet Treasure


Clump of Fetid Horse Hair

Gentle Glaistig Hoof Print

Puck

Krampus Mossy Spores

Krampus Swampy Microcosm

Rotted Log Plushie

Krampus Loam

Heart Beanbag

Swamp Mud

Banshee Sleepless Night

Upturned Dirt Pile

Pile of Smudgy Dirt

Wild Clover

Deaths Kiss

River Mud

Desert Sand

Drops of Drool

Cave Moss

Gray Moss

Strangely Shaped Rock

Wormwood

Sacred Ground

Bark of Birch

Reclaimed Stone Foundation

Brimstone

Coal

Deadroot Kindling

Krampus Woodsy Detritus

Puddle of Water

Mugwort

Pond Dirt Clump

Chocolate Rocks

Bog Bean Tangle

Water Droplets

Deaths Cap

Creeping Moss Spores

Rolling Stone

Toads Wort

Podulous Moonrock

Henbane

Moss

Mandrake Root

Liver Beanbag

Pet Friends