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Race: Very diluted elf or halfling heritage (enough to give him
some extended lifespan)
Class: Muse, Model
Yavis is tall and lean, with defined muscles without being burly. He has
short black hair that often looks a bit windswept, surly blue eyes, a
straight nose and full lips. Aside from his good looks, only the shape of
his ears hint at his elfin heritage. Whatever elfin blood he has, has been
diluted over several generations but it isn't gone completely.
Personality: Yavis is not a deep thinker, he is pretty vain and
thinks highly of himself. As a muse just his presence is what sparks
creativity so he does not need to study nor be vibrant company. He will
pretty much talk about himself and expect people to be interested. But
keep him happy and good things will happen.
Skills: Inspiring creativity, posing
Yavis yawned briefly and returned to his original
pose. The muse had a canny ability to always return to his exact pose. He
considered it his biggest duty. Aside from juts showing up of course. Just
his presence caused creativity to spark ideas and to remove obstacles to
art. Alas, his power was often sorely underrated. Artists had a way of
believing their inspiration was an internal trait. Something unique to
them. When in fact the muses helped them shine.
"It is so." A blue dragon
cloaked in shadow agreed.
"They don't even notice you." Yavis remarked.
The blue dragon with darker purple fur and feathers and some interestingly
colourer teal -indigo-purple-pink-red sunset with star effect in their
crest and tailfin moved as if he owned the place. Still invisible to the
people around them, he moved with playful ease.
"How is it they can't see you?" Yavis asked.
"Shadow magic." Amadusk
confessed, "How is it that you can?"
"I am a muse, there is little that escapes me."
"Aren't you great." Amadusk
rolled his eyes.
"Why yes I am." Yavis returned the sarcasm, "I'm thinking
it's my dream powers."
In fact, Yavis hardly ever used his dream walking to inspire. he'd met
other muses who did. But it felt like such a hassle to give people ideas
through their dreams. Not to mention that people often forgot their dreams
upon waking, warping whatever a muse had inspired.
"I do like how you've made lazing around
your job." Amadusk retorted.
"It's not as easy as it looks?" Yavis said, "Try it."
"Better not. People might panic."
"Later then, or somewhere else."
"That can be arranged."
Amadusk was hatched at the Fur
& Feathers Frenzy Redux
Name: Amadusk Filidechiroptidae
Colour: Blue to Purple
Parents: Black-Yellow Vatkari Chiroptidae
Desmodus x Black-Red-Sunset Daritonliath
Personality: Cheeky and fun-loving, Amadusk is one of those bratty entities
that you can't help but love. Even though he can be annoying and irritating, he
has an innocent side to him that makes him endearing.
told you it was more difficult than you'd think." Yavis teased after
Amadusk had admitted defeat.
The dragon stretched his wings and cramping muscles. Modelling was indeed
harder than it seemed. But Amadusk still wanted to put Yavis on his place.
There were after all things a muse wouldn't be able to do. Wracking his
mind, the dusky dragon wondered whether or not muses could fly when
inspiration struck him - probably sparked by some muse in his direct
vicinity but Amadusk would never acknowledge that.
"I doubt you could win over a female with
your posing alone."
"I have to beat them off me with a stick." Yavis replied
"I very much doubt it."
Amadusk needled, "I have not seen a single
woman look at you other than for art."
"You want to bet?"
"You're on!" Amadusk
exclaimed, "We'll just need to enter a
mating flight as that is the way of dragons."
"How impractical is that?" Yavis asked.
"It's cultural heritage. Not to mention
Yavis shrugged and went along with the wager.
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