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Eryxion

"Rooted Flame

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	13	Speed	9
Stamina	10	Smarts	18
Agility	20	Skill	18
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	88

Lion Currents
Age	3 years, 9 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Male
Pose	Default
Personality	Chivalrous (Good)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Geshoa	Mother	Cimmerian Merle Thick	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	N/A	Fertility	N/A	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Dikela (Brown Skin)	Slot 1: Dim Cimmerian (73%) Tier 2 Slot 6: Merlot Mist (55%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Under White 3 (74%) Tier 0
Genetics	Black Dark Countershaded Common
Eyes	Tan
Mane Type	Hellraiser
Mane Color	Rough Ruby
Mutation	Primal Fangs
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
[D] Namibian Meadows Above Lucky Lamb Hoof Necklace Wenet Idol Scar: Hind Leg Right Scar: Hip Forest Leopard Butterfly Expression: Delighted Rooster Tail Feather Earring [Dark] Pearl and Flower Ornaments [Opal] Little Rascal - Primal Bee Orchid Fancy Guinea Pig [White Crested]

Lifetime Patrolling Results
Total Patrols	24	Total Stats Gained	44	Total Items Gained	10

Biography
Eryxion was not born beneath the stars — he was forged between them. In the earliest hours, when light had just begun to push back the dark, a rift split the horizon — a seam where fire and shadow met. From that seam stepped Eryxion, not as a lion, but as a burning force shaped by intention. They say the breath of dying suns lighted his mane, and that his fangs were carved from comet-bone — too fierce for silence, too noble for chaos. He wandered worlds, leaving behind scorched earth and blooming life in equal measure, always searching.

Biography

Eryxion was not born beneath the stars — he was forged between them.

In the earliest hours, when light had just begun to push back the dark, a rift split the horizon — a seam where fire and shadow met. From that seam stepped Eryxion, not as a lion, but as a burning force shaped by intention.

They say the breath of dying suns lighted his mane, and that his fangs were carved from comet-bone — too fierce for silence, too noble for chaos. He wandered worlds, leaving behind scorched earth and blooming life in equal measure, always searching.

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