Zenobia
Gender: Female
Type: Mountain Wyrm Species: Tea-Cup Wyrm Rarity: 1 - Common Variety: Growler Generation: G1 Sire: None Dam: None Genetics: rryYbB (€) Features: Plating (XX) FL Ears (xx) Tribal Marking (xx) Breedings: 4 Offspring: Jung, Eiger, Mönch, Pennine, Xena, Jabari, Kauko, Brynhildr, Ursa, 3 unknown This Wyrm is an Alpha of its breed/variety. |
Here she is, Queen Megab***h herself. There are no growlers fiercer than her that she knows about, and anyone who dares question that fact gets what's coming to them. She is mean, snippy, commanding, intolerant and powerful. She exploits weaknesses, employs deceit and commands those weaker than herself to achieve her goals.
Zenobia took the reigns of the Talamh Thoir with very little resistance, assuming control of this branch of the clan and ruling from high in the mountains with an iron fist and a deadly bite amongst other things. She has very little mercy to spare and will expel anyone roaming her part of the territory.. whether in one piece or not is unsure.
She shares her cavernous home, her main dwelling and war base, with her mate Nystrom. Though of her High Mountain kin, her soft spot for him ends the moment he gets on her nerves. While she treats him with more respect than anyone else, she also does not tolerate his s**t if he chooses to try give her any.
The other resident of their home is their weakling, pathetic excuse of a growler Rift. She tolerates him only for what he can slave over them for and for anything else she deems fit of demanding from him, permitting him sanctuary with them until she will no longer need him.
Her fighting style is very diverse. She is no stranger in hand-to-hand combat but also enjoys her crafted weapons made from the trophies of her kill. Her finest weapon to date is her cat-jaw blade, sharpened to perfection. It has not been quite sullied in battle as yet as she leaves most of the dirty work to her right hand Nystrom.
Zenobia also adorns herself with the carcasses or remains of her kills, trophies for all to see how strong she is. From her fauld and cape pelts to her bird skull shoulderpad to her animal teeth necklace.. everything about her appearance screams dominance and ruthlessness.
And she wouldn't have it any other way.
Zenobia took the reigns of the Talamh Thoir with very little resistance, assuming control of this branch of the clan and ruling from high in the mountains with an iron fist and a deadly bite amongst other things. She has very little mercy to spare and will expel anyone roaming her part of the territory.. whether in one piece or not is unsure.
She shares her cavernous home, her main dwelling and war base, with her mate Nystrom. Though of her High Mountain kin, her soft spot for him ends the moment he gets on her nerves. While she treats him with more respect than anyone else, she also does not tolerate his s**t if he chooses to try give her any.
The other resident of their home is their weakling, pathetic excuse of a growler Rift. She tolerates him only for what he can slave over them for and for anything else she deems fit of demanding from him, permitting him sanctuary with them until she will no longer need him.
Her fighting style is very diverse. She is no stranger in hand-to-hand combat but also enjoys her crafted weapons made from the trophies of her kill. Her finest weapon to date is her cat-jaw blade, sharpened to perfection. It has not been quite sullied in battle as yet as she leaves most of the dirty work to her right hand Nystrom.
Zenobia also adorns herself with the carcasses or remains of her kills, trophies for all to see how strong she is. From her fauld and cape pelts to her bird skull shoulderpad to her animal teeth necklace.. everything about her appearance screams dominance and ruthlessness.
And she wouldn't have it any other way.