Volocoln
Oh Where Do We Begin? The Rubble or Our Sins?
Pet Name: Volocoln
Owner: Vulpixofdoom
Theme / Type: Arctic Kohal
Battle Portal Stats
Hit Points: 16 / 16
Strength: 18
Defense: 0
Speed: 16
Intellect: 11
Misticpower: 1
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
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Books Read
Books Read: 1/373 [ View Books ]
1. Sango Reef Brochure
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: 2/1254 [ View Foods ]
1. - King Pomme
2. - Pomme Pomme
2. - Pomme Pomme
The Price of Embers, as he is called, would light the path to rightful fame.
The kingdom is in ruins after an attack by enemies, so it is now a young Prince's fate to make the spark a flame."
~The Royal Soothsayer~
The Walls Kept Tumbling Down,
Many say fear is the way to courage, but not for Volocoln, the Prince of Embers. Cursed as a half-dragon and half-human lad, he wanders aimlessly after a siege on his homeland, the Wrelia Kingdom. Only 10 years old, the lad is faced with many dangers as he searches for his parents, King Ioco and Queen Ida.
In the City That We Love,
The young prince is always scared, afraid of everything that moves. His fear is planted in how he cannot see, so it seems that everything is an enemy. Always open for cuddles from his stuffed creatures, he always carries one, a small but loving teddy puppy. A lover of hugs, he is, but usually burns them with a mystic power of flames, making many wary of hugs.
Great Clouds Roll Over The Hills,
Pale-skinned and redhaired, this lad is one of the few who survived. Baby blue eyes show the curse of no sight, with tears always filling them and spilling slowly. Quite small and shaking, he has plenty to fear, but his heart is gold and sincere.
Bringing Darkness From Above...
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Important Dates
Birth- January 24, 2015
Magical Toadstool (Arctic)- October 10, 2016
Pet Comments
| IDA says IDA patted the boy again, hoping that some physical affection might help him, or at least soothe some of his agitation. She would have to download some information about child care later, for now she sat down next to him, offering him some food, taking one of his hands and placing a sandwich in it, "It is possible that you are suffering from mild amnesia. Sometimes the best cure for such a thing, is simply time, and rest." |
| IDA says IDA nodded, "I suppose that is fair, young children prefer the comfort of familiar surroundings. Very well, do you know where your home is?" |
| IDA says "Would your face stop leaking if I offered you to stay with us? Lady Scarlett would not mind. The office is large, and we have rooms. I can assist to ensure you're health does not worsen this way." She petted him on the head awkwardly, "It is also proven that stress and personal loss result in a lower resistance to physical illness. It would be good for me to monitor you!" |
| IDA says "So they are not back in your home? Perhaps Lady Scarlett and Ave might find them. I shall inquire for you." She frowned at his words, "Sir Cuddles? Is this a squire? A butler? I hear royalty possess butlers and maids, have you lost one?" She glances around, eyes settling on the toy she had found with the boy, and hummed under her breathe. Mechanics in her body turning, "Would this be suitable?" She picked it up, placing it in his hands. |
| IDA says She flinched, "Blind." Blinking a few times, she reached out a hand and took his own, "My apologies Volocoln, I did not realise." Placing the water in his hand, and helping him lead it to his mouth, she didn't comment on his flames, she'd certainly seen strange things from the others in the office, and instead focused on the names of his parents, "You are in the Deus Ex Offices, my boss, Lady Scarlett informs me that we are a detective agency, first and foremost. Do you know where your parents are? Perhaps we can take you back to them?" |
| IDA says She soon returned, reaching a hand out to pat the boy gently on his head, none of her previous strength present, and offered him a tray, with food and water on it, "I believe patients need to eat, especially after traumatic experiences." Sitting near him, she tilted her head, "If you do not wish for me to leave, I shall stay here until you're better?" |
| IDA says Trying her best to ignore his crying, and keeping him down with one hand, IDA set to work with another injection. She had never actually learned to soothe crying patients, or even to soothe bothered souls. She'd left that to the others in the office, they had a better bedside manner. IDA simply cured, though she was thankful for her robotic strength to hold down the upset boy. When she'd begun to finish, she finally spoke again, loosening her grip, just a little, "Are you feeling any better? Would you require some hydration? Perhaps food?" |
| IDA says IDA kept a strong grip on the boy so he could not move and shook her head, keeping the smile on her face, though it was rehearsed, "I'm here to help you, I found you injured and brought you to my office, to help you." She injected him quickly, hoping it would at least ease some of the pain, and spoke softly again, if a little awkwardly, "My designation is IDA, I am a nurse. I can help you." |
| IDA says ((That's cool~ Thank you, :3)) A hand held the boy down, strong and unbending, even with the heat coming from the boy, "I advise you to stay still, struggling will only hurt." A pretty lady with incredibly bright, robotic eyes, forced a smile onto her face. Other hand reaching over for a needle, intending to assist the boy with the pain likely terrorising him. "I assure you, that I am simply attempting to help, you have been injured." |
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