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Lion Stats
Experience
0 / 100 (0%)
Level 1
Strength 84 Speed 90
Stamina 92 Smarts 75
Agility 88 Skill 10
Total Stats: 439
Lion Currents
Age 16 years, 7 months old
Hunger
20%
Mood
95%
Sex Male
Pose Neutral
Personality
Fatherly (Kind)

Elder Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 100%
Elder Stage 100%
Breeding Info
Father Koro the master (Deceased) Mother Arrow View Full Heritage
Last Bred N/A Fertility N/A View All Cubs Bred (17)
Appearance Markings
Base Sterling (Gray Skin) Slot 2: Onyx Panther (12%) Tier 2
Slot 3: Feline 9 Silver (19%) Tier 2
Slot 4: Feline 8 Noctis (65%) Tier 2
Slot 8: Celestial Speckles (45%) Tier 3
Genetics Black Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes Dioptase
Mane Type Diabolic
Mane Color Styx
Mutation Piebald (Tovero)
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime Patrolling Results
Total Patrols 0 Total Stats Gained 0 Total Items Gained 0


Biography
Lore from Vance_ (#262547)

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In a blue room sat the small cub, their pelt covered with patches of white fur that broke through their otherwise sterling silver fur. Coming from out of the cub's mouth were two ivory tusks that resembled those of an elephant and propped on their small frame was a single chain hat wrapped around their body like a silver serpent. Behind the cub in the blue room was a set of ancient scales that dipped in an unnerving manner, beckoning to any soul to come closer. The scales sat upon a blue marble box which had two idols of the jackal deity, Anubis, with their heads held high and ears erect. Behind the scales was a blue, translucent sheen that warped in random ways. There was a scene behind the portal like wall, it was like a copy of the room, but without the cub that sat in silence.
``π™Ύπšœπš’πš›πš’πšœ . `` Came a voice. `` π™Ύπšœπš’πš›πš’πšœ. `` The voice was unnatural and seemed to come from all corners of the brilliant room the cub and the scales were in. π™Ύπšœπš’πš›πš’πšœ was presumably the cub, as he began to rapidly whip his head around to find the booming voice that seemed to be of a higher power.

From behind π™Ύπšœπš’πš›πš’πšœ came a mechanic whirring noise, then a sound that could only be described as a suction-like noise. Then a different voice came.
`` π™Ύπšœπš’πš›πš’πšœ. I am Solaris. `` The cub turned around and was met by a lion much like him, but instead of a lion's head the feline had the head of a Jackal. It was purple in colour with calculating eyes, that inspected π™Ύπšœπš’πš›πš’πšœ with a chuff. Fur from the purple jackal head spread from Solaris' neck down their back, chest and tail. The violet fur was matted in some places but was still shiny, regal almost. On their paws were bracelets with stones that were like nebulas. π™Ύπšœπš’πš›πš’πšœ was amazed, the lion was much like Anubis but unique in every other aspect, he opened his mouth to speak to Solaris, but no words escaped his larynx.

`` Do you not remember? You are my heir, π™Ύπšœπš’πš›πš’πšœ. `` Solaris said. `` You are to be Anubis' priest. You shall show souls the way to the afterlife much like your deity. π™Ύπšœπš’πš›πš’πšœ, one day you will become the king of our pride - but for the time being you are to stay here until any souls on the mortal plain die. The scales you see before you are used to weigh the heart of the soul against one of Isis' feathers. If the heart is heavier than the feather the soul will go to The Duat. If not, and the heart of the soul is lighter than Isis' feather, then they are to go to The Fields of Aaru to live out the rest of their eternal life. `` The Jackal-headed lion paused and then drew in a large breath. `` These shall accompany you on your journeys on the mortal plain, if you find need to go there. `` Solaris blew some air onto π™Ύπšœπš’πš›πš’πšœ, but it was not normal. It was blue in colouration and seemed to whisk around like smoke. From the large plume emerged three small plumes of the same blue hue. The large plume of smoke began to get smaller and smaller until it finally disappeared, leaving the three new little wisps.





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