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The Fallen One of Vita

Grain of Paradise: This lion has had an item used on him which guarantees 2 cubs in his next breeding.

Lion Stats
Experience	1598 / 5390 (29%)
Level	8
Strength	99	Speed	98
Stamina	118	Smarts	79
Agility	96	Skill	34
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	524

Lion Currents
Age	10 years, 4 months old
Hunger	40%
Energy	100 / 100
Impression	Very Impressive
Personality	Forgiving (Good)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	ANUB¡S (Deceased)	Mother	[N] one	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	N/A	Fertility	N/A	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Ebony (Black Skin)	Slot 1: White Facial 1 (62%) Tier 1 Slot 2: Under White 2 (33%) Tier 0 Slot 3: Dark Brown Marozi (29%) Tier 1 Slot 4: Lycaon Heavy Noctis (100%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Cream Belly (26%) Tier 0 Slot 6: Brown Saddle (11%) Tier 1 Slot 7: Ragdoll Quagga (63%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Bone Fawn (55%) Tier 6 Slot 9: Gilded Web (100%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Cream Strokes (60%) Tier 0 Slot 11: Under White 3 (60%) Tier 0 Slot 12: Ragdoll Siamese (97%) Tier 3
Genetics	Black Dark Solid Rare
Eyes	Intense Gold
Mane Type	Sideward
Mane Color	Ragdoll
Mutation	Primal (Smilus)
Marking Slots	12

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Temple of the Slithering God Above Smilus Shimmering PiebaldCustom Decor Wings of Light [Top] Dohne Merino Lamb Peaceful Lamb Below Wings of Light [Bottom] Halo of Swords Marula Branch

Lifetime
Attacks Defended	1	Explore Steps Taken	4482	NPCs Defeated	73
Lions Sent Away	0	Lions Killed	15

Biography
Hatred seethes in your bones yet you cannot find solace. The whispers of your sins leave you in ruin and detriment, leaving you in blind affliction and despair. Standing in front of him now, surrounded by light, the soft baying of the innocent lambs, and sweet tantalizing scent of fresh and ripe figs growing on the branches of the trees, however… your woes and disaster seem to fade away. Is this who they call… ‘The Fallen One’?

Biography

Hatred seethes in your bones yet you cannot find solace. The whispers of your sins leave you in ruin and detriment, leaving you in blind affliction and despair.

Standing in front of him now, surrounded by light, the soft baying of the innocent lambs, and sweet tantalizing scent of fresh and ripe figs growing on the branches of the trees, however… your woes and disaster seem to fade away.

Is this who they call…

‘The Fallen One’?

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