Moko the Messenger

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My petpage is still greatly under construction. Steph is very busy lately with college and work as well as getting ready to move. So please keep checking back for more of my story and of course more art (:
~Mori



Hi there guest! A large celadon colored draik looks down at you from her cloud perch above you. You stop in your tracks, a bit shocked to see this magnificent creature before you. Don't be frightened, I'm here with a request from the faeries. You take a step back to get a better view of the visitor. As you move further back you see that this dragon has a huge set of feathery wings attached to her back and a large brown messenger back over her shoulder. My name is Mori, and the faeries sent me with a quest for you...
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Well, I guess since you want to know about me I should start off by explaining how I got where I am today. I'm warning you though, it's a bit of a sad story. The giant draik looks up at you solemnly before letting out a large sigh. Ok, if you insist.
•It all began when I was only about four years old. My mother was deathly ill and the only cure for her sickness could be obtained from the Faerie Queen. Like most possessions of the queen, the medicine was priceless. My father was working hard to keep mother comfortable and at the same time raise enough money to get her medicine. After frequent visits to the Faerie Queen he began to get me more involved. I was working more than any child should at the age of four and not raising nearly enough money for my labor.
After three months of our efforts I could hardly move from exhaustion but my father continued to push. His heart had begun to turn cold and this angered the Faerie Queen. She finally decided to give him the cure for his wife in return for his service. My father graciously agreed but before the Queen would hand over the vial she warned him
Beware, sir, there is only a chance this will cure your wife. Her illness is severe and the medicine can only do so much. If you take this from me and do not return to fulfill your payment then it will be your daughter I take.
Shrugging off the Queen's words my father fled home to heat the vial for my mother. For the next few days my mother seemed to get better as my father's heart began to thaw. Until, that is, the one morning where I awoke to only be taken away. Those taking me told me with tears in their eyes that my mother was gone and my father missing. It seems his anger at my mother's death sent him deep into hiding. After a week or so with the strangers I was sent to Faerieland and there I have been for the last 17 years..paying off my father's debt.
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