Pok

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STATS
Name: Pok
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Species: Merman
Class: Guard/soldier

Description: Pok has a dark grey skin and long rust blond hair that hangs down on his back. He has a high forehead, green-grey eyes, a wide nose and full lips. His body is muscled from training and his smooth, strong tail that is similar to a dolphin's, is very strong. 
Personality: Pok is an ambitious merman who works hard to get promoted in the equivalent of a police force. Momentarily he is a glorified guard, tasked with looking for missing mers and pets. Most of his charges are repeat offenders and he is starting to feel like he is being ignored by the higher-ups. 
Short Bio: Pok was born to a normal mer couple. His father served as a police officer and made it to the top. He is still alive but can't show favour so he is rather distant. Pok yearns to earn his approval. Lately the bond with his mother has grown a bit stronger. She is very proud of her son who is doing his best.
Skills: Speedy swimmer, strong. Tracking skills
Hobbies: training, doing good.
Bond: Barroti-Asandus Plerennus Acuan-Oranato (m) from the Refugium

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HATCHING
The announcement that the Mermay Mini Frenzy was hatching came during one of the many events the Refugium had organised to entertain the waiting candidates and sponsors. About half the spectators and several members on either side of the hydroball court scrambled to get to where they needed to be, leaving the rest of the people to either follow to watch the big event or go home.
The hatching grounds were abuzz with more activity than usual. Only a few clutch parents were visible above the surf; the glenn dragon mother carefully guarding her nest of eggs, wreathed in seaweed and sat between the crags of a rocky outcrop. The asandus mother and her fiery mate, chasing around their clumsy-footed liveborn offspring as they nagged Zeskod for extra treats from the feeding tables. The other parents appeared as silhouettes or bobbing heads just above the surface of the water.
Though the parents were different species and had laid eggs at different times, somehow the hatchlings inside knew that the time was there to hatch or be left behind. One after the other the eggs started rocking as the race to find the optimal bond or sponsor began. 
A shark-like barroti-asandus kit had remained sitting back from his siblings for quite some time, surveying their antics with a bemused smile but rarely joining in himself. It seemed the time had come for him to make his choice and he waddled toward the water, lighting the way with his ever-burning flames.
His bond wasn't one of those deep-sea creatures so it took him only moments to track down the merman.
"Where's she gone off to now?" grumbled Pok.
"I'll help you find Wiera," said the hatchling, sidling up to Pok. "I'm Plerennus, and I think you're just the guy for me... but your friend Wiera sounds pretty fascinating too."
"That's one word for it."

STATS
Name: Plerennus Acuan-Oranato
Gender: Male
Species: 1/2 Barroti, 1/4 Piralan Asandus, 1/4 New Cascatan Asandus
Adult Height: 13' at shoulder
Color: Grey-White
Abilities: Telepathy, Produce Flames Underwater, Breathe Underwater, Shapeshifting (humanoid form), Functional Magic, Verbal Speech
Personality: Plerennus is long suffering, eternally patient and quietly bemused by rambunctious antics. Doing the same thing over and over may seem like a chore, but Plerennus is convinced perseverance is the means to achieve greatness. Pok just needs to wait for his big break to come along. Plerennus is generally sweet natured and rarely lets things get under his skin. He has a keen mind and a knack for invention utilizing whatever bits and bobs he comes across from the surface world. He and Wiera will likely be fast friends, to Pok's chagrin.

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ADULTS
Pok and Wiera had returned to their home-ocean after their seadragons had matured enough to be able to use their abilities without a worry of stuff getting blown up or displaced. Despite adding two dragons to their lives, they'd fallen back into quite predictable patterns.
"Wiera is late for dinner again." Plerennus told Pok. 
Pok sighed despite Plerennus' chuckle as he continued: "She's got Tecad with her. She can make it back within a single second."
"Which is probably why she's been getting later and later." Pok answered, "Why are her parents even worried about her? She's got a dragon keeping her safe."
"Mothers shall worry?" Plerennus tried.
"I guess that must be it." Pok resigned himself and headed out to tell Wiera it was time for dinner.
At that time, Wiera was fin-deep into some sunken treasure. The coins had decomposed to razor-sharp disks but they still held some luster. Which was why she'd lost track of time. Tecad could have told her. Would have told her, if only the blue dragoness with the many tentacles was lost in the mystery of why a treasure was here without a shipwreck.
"They must have dumped the contents overboard." she concluded, "But why? Because they needed to hide evidence of a theft? or to keep it save from thieves? Or could there be another reason...." 
It was around that time that Plerennus and Pok found the duo. Pok had to touch Wiera before she even noticed the merman was around. 
"It's time to go home." Pok said and glared at Tecad: "You could have told her the time."
Tecad blinked innocently and said: "I think she might be doing this on purpose so you can come find her."
Plerennus laughed, causing air bubbles to disturb the deep waters, "Maybe she has a point." the fiery dragon told his bond.
Wiera started shaking her head and opened her mouth to disagree but Tecad interrupted her before she could talk:
"I do believe the lady protests too much."
"Shalala, kiss the girl." Plerennus sang and pushed his bond into the lovely mermaid.
Unable to avoid contact, Pok did just that.
"I thought you'd never do that." Wiera remarked with a smile that told him he might have just been played.

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[STORY] * [WIERA] [POK] 

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