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Oraxion
Legacy Name: Oraxion

The

Graveyard Dragarth
Owner:

mythncrd

Age: 4 years, 2 weeks, 1 day

Born: May 13th, 2020

Adopted: 4 years, 2 weeks, 1 day ago

Adopted: May 13th, 2020

Statistics

Level: 10
Strength: 27
Defense: 22
Speed: 22
Health: 22
HP: 10/22
Intelligence: 0
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

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They don't remember their name. They don't remember much of their past at all. What little they do remember can be summarized in one quick thought, a command past through life and death: guard the hoard.

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Jilian

A faint memory, like a scattered dream or, perhaps, nightmare. Somehow, somewhere, somewhen they have met the stormbringer before. Oraxion isn't sure how they met him, as they hold only the barest wisp of a memory of thunder strikes and harsh rain, and Jilian isn't keen on telling them.

The two hold an uneasy acquaintanceship that borders on friendship, unable to truly progress in their relationship until Oraxion's past can come to light. To both, however, it is more important to keep their current rocky acquaintanceship than to dive deep into whatever dark secrets their pasts hold.

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Reticence

Are they not a toy, the very sort of item which Oraxion is tasked to guard? If asked this, Oraxion would only shake their head in something akin to amusement. That's not quite right, they'd say. It really isn't.

Arraign

Wherever Oraxion goes these days, it feels like a certain little demigod is underfoot, constantly following them around like a lost duckling. If Oraxion had to pick a word to describe Arraign, they'd struggle to pick only one word: annoying, troublesome, nuisance, pesky, etc. To them, Oraxion is an annoying little sand gremlin that keeps following them around and leaving sand all over their plushies.

And yet, they still let him stick around. They still let him play with the plushies and toys they're guarding. If they were to look deep enough through their memories, that feeling of being followed, of a a little duckling following them around and asking dumb questions all the time, well, it would feel rather familiar.