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Age: 38
Sex: Female
Height: 18’ 06”
Weight: There won’t be a cart to save you if you think any further~
Myrielle was born as a runt amongst a prominent group of Namielle ruling over the Coral Highlands of the New World. While many who where to be born as such would be abandoned or worse, she was carefully raised to surpass her shortcomings by her mother and father. Upon reaching adolescence, it would be discovered that her latent affinity was of ice as opposed to electricity which is typically found in such Elder Dragons; being designated as an Iceborne variant.
However, an invasive Shagaru Magala would end up ravaging the Namielles’ home territory with a particularly volatile strain of the Frenzy Virus. Despite Myrielle’s family managed to fend off the intruder and protect her, the Frenzy would end up destroying their sanity. In turn, their daughter would end up witnessing them kill each other with involuntary rage in traumatizing horror. With the potent Frenzy Virus rendering her home uninhabitable, she would be forced to flee all alone. After finding herself a stranger in the Unova region, she realized that her ice affinity had spared her from the virus by freezing it until it was left benign; a fact she had learned too late as shown by her tearful survivor’s guilt.
Myrielle would later reside in a cove at the base of a forested landmass; furnished with various odds and ends that had been abandoned to the elements. She would soon learn of the peculiar residents living in a grandiose structure directly above her abode. One individual who caught her secretive eye in particular was a small, winged creature of green and white seemingly brimming with an enticing innocence. While she had been strictly taught in the past to avoid such creatures as to not be hunted, she could somewhat sense that they were not of such character. In turn. she composed herself each day to work up the courage to meet her new “neighbors”.
In addition to the fearsome physical prowess such Elder Dragons wield, Myrielle can expell viscous, hydrating slime which can either stick like tar or turn slick as oil; using the latter state to gain a surprising amount of mobility. Her affinity to ice allows her to instantly freeze the substance to encase foes in a frigid, inescapable prison or send them slip-sliding away to their misfortune. Her immense wingspan lined with enchanting bioluminescence is sometimes used to envelop her prey; purloining what little remains of their fleeting warmth to sate her covetous, bone-chilling embrace as she tends to deliver haunting, yet strangely-comforting reassurances.
Myrielle has since become a reserved recluse who frequently studies the unusual scape of her new homeland; wondering if her old one could ever return to its former glory. Despite her ingrained apprehension towards strangers, she sentimentally longs for company as she suspects that she is the only one of her kind residing in the Unova region. She is quite sensitive to emotions as her long, prehensile whiskers are able to ascertain vitals and the smallest of reactions. She secretly wishes to tease someone she could care for with a big, smothering hug with her sticky slime to drench and pin them for her pent-up affections; steeling herself to set her sights set upon the small dragon of green and white~
Better bring some Hot Drinks…’cause Myrielle, the ice-cold Namielle variant, won’t hesitate to pin and smother you for what little warmth you have left~ 🧊
Elite_483 allowed me to…“capture” her, but…it’s more like she, umm…c…captured me… ;//u//;
Base by
NAZAKI
Sex: Female
Height: 18’ 06”
Weight: There won’t be a cart to save you if you think any further~
Myrielle was born as a runt amongst a prominent group of Namielle ruling over the Coral Highlands of the New World. While many who where to be born as such would be abandoned or worse, she was carefully raised to surpass her shortcomings by her mother and father. Upon reaching adolescence, it would be discovered that her latent affinity was of ice as opposed to electricity which is typically found in such Elder Dragons; being designated as an Iceborne variant.
However, an invasive Shagaru Magala would end up ravaging the Namielles’ home territory with a particularly volatile strain of the Frenzy Virus. Despite Myrielle’s family managed to fend off the intruder and protect her, the Frenzy would end up destroying their sanity. In turn, their daughter would end up witnessing them kill each other with involuntary rage in traumatizing horror. With the potent Frenzy Virus rendering her home uninhabitable, she would be forced to flee all alone. After finding herself a stranger in the Unova region, she realized that her ice affinity had spared her from the virus by freezing it until it was left benign; a fact she had learned too late as shown by her tearful survivor’s guilt.
Myrielle would later reside in a cove at the base of a forested landmass; furnished with various odds and ends that had been abandoned to the elements. She would soon learn of the peculiar residents living in a grandiose structure directly above her abode. One individual who caught her secretive eye in particular was a small, winged creature of green and white seemingly brimming with an enticing innocence. While she had been strictly taught in the past to avoid such creatures as to not be hunted, she could somewhat sense that they were not of such character. In turn. she composed herself each day to work up the courage to meet her new “neighbors”.
In addition to the fearsome physical prowess such Elder Dragons wield, Myrielle can expell viscous, hydrating slime which can either stick like tar or turn slick as oil; using the latter state to gain a surprising amount of mobility. Her affinity to ice allows her to instantly freeze the substance to encase foes in a frigid, inescapable prison or send them slip-sliding away to their misfortune. Her immense wingspan lined with enchanting bioluminescence is sometimes used to envelop her prey; purloining what little remains of their fleeting warmth to sate her covetous, bone-chilling embrace as she tends to deliver haunting, yet strangely-comforting reassurances.
Myrielle has since become a reserved recluse who frequently studies the unusual scape of her new homeland; wondering if her old one could ever return to its former glory. Despite her ingrained apprehension towards strangers, she sentimentally longs for company as she suspects that she is the only one of her kind residing in the Unova region. She is quite sensitive to emotions as her long, prehensile whiskers are able to ascertain vitals and the smallest of reactions. She secretly wishes to tease someone she could care for with a big, smothering hug with her sticky slime to drench and pin them for her pent-up affections; steeling herself to set her sights set upon the small dragon of green and white~
Better bring some Hot Drinks…’cause Myrielle, the ice-cold Namielle variant, won’t hesitate to pin and smother you for what little warmth you have left~ 🧊
Elite_483 allowed me to…“capture” her, but…it’s more like she, umm…c…captured me… ;//u//;Base by
NAZAKI
Category Adoptables / Fantasy
Species Dragon (Other)
Size 2228 x 1654px
File Size 2.65 MB
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Shes one heck of a stunning dragoness. One can't help the feeling but want to be cushioned aside her in the warmth of her cave. Thank you for inspiring my art all the same. This is wonderful work at its most exemplary form you can manifest out of such talented art scheme
Hehe I'll be surely counting on it. I was always a wintery chap in this case out of seasonal preference. The wet cascades of monsoon and the stormy bliss of a thunderous squall. All of which are exactly my kind of habitat haha.
A cuddle of chills ironically may just warm my heart nevertheless.
But the way your character conveys the sensuality of her curves and her stunning appearance would definitely not be without the creative flair of its creator.
A cuddle of chills ironically may just warm my heart nevertheless.
But the way your character conveys the sensuality of her curves and her stunning appearance would definitely not be without the creative flair of its creator.
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