Kerli Shalath

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• Vital Stats

  • Name: Kerli Shalath
  • Gender: Hermaphrodite
  • Nicknames: Karri
  • Race: Aquatic blue Dragon
  • Class: Maternity/Fertility priestess
  • Alignment: Lawful Good
  • Deity: none of so far
  • Age: 150
  • Size: tall and big
  • Body Type: Muscular
  • Height: 36 ft in feral form
  • Weight: varies
  • Complexion: Smooth, Scaly, shiney with Black and glowing neon Teal runes
  • Eyes: Reptilain narrow yellow
  • Handedness: Both
  • Scars: none
  • Relationship Status: mated
  • Personality: hyper playfull and gentle and having a very strong maternal instincts
  • Mannerisms: peaceful yet protective
  • Likes: Chocolate of everykind, meat, Cuddling
  • Dislikes: Chaos and Alcohol

• Character Sheet

  Medieval times

  Knight hunting

• Playstyles Chart

  Always	Sometimes	Maybe	Never
  Always Huntting Knights Village/Town/City Virgins

• Classic D&D Stats

  STR	650	INT	595
  DEX	475	WIS	400
  CON	320	CHA	500

• Description

  She was laying on the stone of the beach, her massive powerful wings spread out to capture the light of the sun. In all her impressing glory, her black scales still managed to gleam like gems in the midday sun her front and hind claws were crossed over her belly and tail in total relaxation as she stared out at the sea, a look of satisfaction spread upon her reptilian beak. She was a beautiful beast that would put most choosing warriors on the run with her form alone and had the hellfire dwelling in her belly waiting for the idiots that thought that they could slay her, not that they could pierce her hide since she had large plates of scales that looked like armor covering her body in a set style. She sighed, her tail wagging behind her and kicking up sand- she silently considered raiding some castle for more treasures to put into her horde back in her lair.

• Pregnancy Description

  Deep under a ruined keep within a cavern surrounded by a maze of dug tunnels, Kerli lays her clutch of eggs into a nest of sand warmed by her flames. Her tail was curled around the clutch of eggs and she let out loving whimpers and whines to them as she laid them, looking up every now and then while the glowing eyes of her mate scanned around the room. While she cuddled with their whelplings Galdan kept the flames in his mouth hot, his wings ready to spread and push back any invaders to their nest while he reduced them to ash and evaporated steel. The demon guarded them like any father should, turning every now and then to give his mate a rare warm smile of pride.

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