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TOPIC | ~*Clan Of The Purple Embers*~
A place for excess lore and to place lore and art fro dragons who are important to The Clan of the Purple Embers lore but have been deemed space wasters. Will be back with more lore later.
A place for excess lore and to place lore and art fro dragons who are important to The Clan of the Purple Embers lore but have been deemed space wasters. Will be back with more lore later.
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Clan lore here.
Clan lore here.
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[br][br][center][font=Zapfino][size=6]The School[/size][/font][/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/q3MeoGz.png[/img][/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/mV4tCic.png[/img][font=Zapfino][size=5]Godric[/size][/font][img]http://i.imgur.com/mV4tCic.png[/img][/center][br] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/ZdzbYVK.png[/img][/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/mV4tCic.png[/img][font=Zapfino][size=5]Salazar[/size][/font][img]http://i.imgur.com/mV4tCic.png[/img][/center][br] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/fnF3LPe.png[/img][/center] [center]Salazar won Bloodsport on 2/8 By convincing Megumi to not kill him, only to turn around and kill her[/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/WtJyjRD.png[/img][/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/mV4tCic.png[/img][font=Zapfino][size=5]Rowena[/size][/font][img]http://i.imgur.com/mV4tCic.png[/img][/center][br] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/fnF3LPe.png[/img][/center] Won bloodsport on 2/3 after an arena event killed everyone. Rowena was blessed to have been selected to come back to claim victory....but was it a blessing or a curse? [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/jH6klDz.png[/img][/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/mV4tCic.png[/img][font=Zapfino][size=5]Helga[/size][/font][img]http://i.imgur.com/mV4tCic.png[/img][/center][br]


The School

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Salazar won Bloodsport on 2/8 By convincing Megumi to not kill him, only to turn around and kill her


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Won bloodsport on 2/3 after an arena event killed everyone. Rowena was blessed to have been selected to come back to claim victory....but was it a blessing or a curse?

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[br][br][center][font=Zapfino][size=6]Clan Roles[/size][/font][/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/BV4nVh9.png[/img][/center] [columns][img]http://i.imgur.com/Be1t6tl.gif[/img][nextcol][center][img]http://i.imgur.com/mV4tCic.png[/img][font=Zapfino][size=6]ROSEMERTA[/size][/font][img]http://i.imgur.com/mV4tCic.png[/img][/center][br][br][center][font=Zapfino][size=5]The Mistress of the Tavern[/size][/font][/center][br][br][center][url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/fd9/2163063][img]https://56.media.tumblr.com/f120542d83cc4220044a15e85ac75814/tumblr_njcfy8Dfcf1stv40do1_400.png[/img][/url][/center][br][br][center][url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/baz/2221636][img]http://i.imgur.com/jNBdWwL.png[/img][/url][/center][br][br]Rosemerta never really planned on taking over the Tavern. But, when the opportunity arose the ability to continue the history of the Tavern she was happy to take the responsibility. Sure the Tavern need a little sprucing up, but that happens when a building changes hands. Not only is Rosemerta quick to serve up whatever you’re hungry for, she is also aware of who is selling and who is buying. And the right question can earn you a nudge in the right direction. She is always savvy as to the going rate for dragons seeking exaltation and what the best course of action to make the most profitable at the time.[/columns] [center][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/d2ec9d6e92a627d88dc59ce2036b4c8f/tumblr_inline_o7piubAddR1qg2i5p_540.png[/img][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/69d227ef09deca9e214fc6cd177c7ad7/tumblr_inline_oau8ibOtfI1soemy4_250.png[/img][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/00006f9fce2684c8475f01c328891613/tumblr_o62py8aeFf1tv56zio3_100.png[/img][/center] A shrewd member of the Clan, Rosemerta is also in charge of securing dragons for exaltation from other clans. By foraging connections between clans all across all of Sornieth, Rosemerta keeps a flow of dragons going and coming from The Clan of the Purple Embers. Sometimes they go and serve The Arcanist, others the exalts go back over Sornieth to serve other deities. The best weeks are when other deities seek dragons at a higher rate. Rosemerta also heads the clans Mercenary group, relying on [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=132126&tab=dragon&did=30213486]Achmed[/url] to push more dragons through a more rigorous training program than [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=132126&tab=dragon&did=8696911]Philip[/url] and [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=132126&tab=dragon&did=19891654]Sadon[/url] normally pursue. [img]http://i.imgur.com/MtoNqFe.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/2093495]TheDragonEmperor[/url] [img]http://i.imgur.com/dIqK6kd.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2219379/1]ibook[/url] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/UIzgTPn.png[/img][/center] [center][font=Zapfino][size=5]Marvolo[/size][/font][/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/fnF3LPe.png[/img][/center] [center]Marvolo won the second Bloodsport Battle on the tenth day of February, to save Aria from the clutches of Alice and her Things! Marvolo followed Achmend into the Inner Workings in hopes of finding Achmed and aiding him in saving Aria! He carries the hopes of the rebellion, fiting for the Goddess of the Arena! He also developed a Bloodsport specialty, the Marvolotov![/center] [img]http://i.imgur.com/6sumr93.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2076973/1]silverein[/url] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/38M6mDh.png[/img][/center] [center][font=Zapfino][size=5]Birefrin[/size][/font][/center] [img]http://i.imgur.com/8PW62rC.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/2151328]Chuchuana[/url] [img]http://i.imgur.com/J8BESxm.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/2093495/1]TheDragonEmperor[/url] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/fnF3LPe.png[/img][/center] [center]Won bloodsport on 2/18[/center] Has [i]Pet Rocks![/i] THERE WILL BE LORE!!!! [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/JehZEP5.png[/img][/center] [center][font=Zapfino][size=5]Mythril[/size][/font][/center] [img]http://i.imgur.com/yKiampp.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/2093495/1]TheDragonEmperor[/url] [columns][img]http://i.imgur.com/JrFUCo3.png[/img][br]By [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2004813/1]Cao[/url][nextcol][img]http://i.imgur.com/oisZHrw.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2219379/1]ibook[/url][br][img]https://i.imgur.com/NoV7Iq2.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2242013]Poisonedpaper[/url][/columns] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=userpage&id=4062][img]http://i.imgur.com/zP1yk5Qh.png[/img][/url][br]by Lexreon [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2099292/1][img]http://i.imgur.com/zHwgLeb.png[/img][/url][br]by Shakshun


Clan Roles

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The Mistress of the Tavern


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Rosemerta never really planned on taking over the Tavern. But, when the opportunity arose the ability to continue the history of the Tavern she was happy to take the responsibility. Sure the Tavern need a little sprucing up, but that happens when a building changes hands.


Not only is Rosemerta quick to serve up whatever you’re hungry for, she is also aware of who is selling and who is buying. And the right question can earn you a nudge in the right direction. She is always savvy as to the going rate for dragons seeking exaltation and what the best course of action to make the most profitable at the time.

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A shrewd member of the Clan, Rosemerta is also in charge of securing dragons for exaltation from other clans. By foraging connections between clans all across all of Sornieth, Rosemerta keeps a flow of dragons going and coming from The Clan of the Purple Embers. Sometimes they go and serve The Arcanist, others the exalts go back over Sornieth to serve other deities. The best weeks are when other deities seek dragons at a higher rate. Rosemerta also heads the clans Mercenary group, relying on Achmed to push more dragons through a more rigorous training program than Philip and Sadon normally pursue.


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Marvolo

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Marvolo won the second Bloodsport Battle on the tenth day of February, to save Aria from the clutches of Alice and her Things! Marvolo followed Achmend into the Inner Workings in hopes of finding Achmed and aiding him in saving Aria! He carries the hopes of the rebellion, fiting for the Goddess of the Arena! He also developed a Bloodsport specialty, the Marvolotov!


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Won bloodsport on 2/18

Has Pet Rocks! THERE WILL BE LORE!!!!

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Mythril


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[br][br][center][font=Zapfino][size=6]Catols[/size][/font][/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/2j5lq7N.png[/img] [center][size=5][font=Zapfino]Tybalt[/font][/size][/center] > Amity scampered through the dark forest, bright eyes searching desperately for cover. The night was falling, and she would need a place to hide. Her stomach ached painfully from hunger, and her body shivered from the cold. _Mommy…where are you? I’m scared…_ The screen of an owl made her jump. She spun around, heart racing, and caught a glimpse of something shifting in the shadows. Backing away, Amity felt herself bump into something….alive. “Are you lost, little hatchling.” Amity half-shrieked as strong claws gripped around her throat. She gasped as sharp fangs snapped beside her head. A whimper slipped between her teeth. She thought she recognised the Coatl accent in her ambusher’s voice. Was it Tybalt? “Are you scared?” Tybalt whispered, the matted feathers of his wings whisking through the air. He pinned Amity to the ground. “They say fear is the best sauce.” His honeyed voice shifted past her terrified face. “Want to test that out?" _No…no…hel — _ Blood splattered across the ground, and a frail screaming echoed through the night. Shadows danced faintly across the ground, illuminating the silhouette of the struggling hatchling, who thrashed as Tybalt took slow, vicious bites of her body. The sound of crunching bones and dying cries filled the air. _Please…no…_ _Someone…help…_ _Plea — by MythicalViper [img]http://i.imgur.com/Baeg89K.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2108840]Clya[/url] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/bdQvnCq.png[/img][/center] [center][size=5][font=Zapfino]Toby[/font][/size][/center] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/1767094/1][img]http://i.imgur.com/nuS2457.png[/img][/url] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/JEKWS5R.png[/img][/center] [center][size=5][font=Zapfino]Faithful[/font][/size][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/LX5OAbH.png[/img][/center] [columns][img]http://i.imgur.com/3kVOtvk.png[/img][nextcol][center][img]http://i.imgur.com/mV4tCic.png[/img][font=Zapfino][size=6]NAWAT[/size][img]http://i.imgur.com/mV4tCic.png[/img][/font][/center][br]A crow hailing from the southern icy realms Nawat was banished from his flock for borrowing the shiniest shiney he could find. He flew alone over the vast Icefields for months before getting into the wrong current and finding himself in the Starfall Islands instead. Unsure of whether he wanted to stay in such an odd place Nawat was prepared to go back to the icy fields of his birth after a brief rest. Fortune would intervene when a catol happened to be curled up on the rock the crow decided to land on. Feathers and fur flew for a moment while [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=132126&did=30201333]Faithful[/url] and Nawat sized each other up. Finally, [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=132126&did=30201333]Faithful[/url] decided that this odd looking bird dragon wasn’t much of a threat, and promptly went back to her nap. After all the sun on her favorite rock wasn’t going to be there all day. Intrigued by such a creature Nawat watched and followed [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=132126&did=30201333]Faithful[/url] around to all her napping spots until returning to The Clan. When Nawat first stepped foot into The Clan of the Purple Embers he was approached by [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=132126&tab=dragon&did=30561112]Marvolo[/url] and was attempted to be herded into the temporary housing of the exalts-in-training. Faithful watched as the crow followed in confusion. Exalting had never really crossed his mind before, for once one was part of the flock one didn’t leave. Unless they were wrongly accused of stealing. But as [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=132126&tab=dragon&did=30561112]Marvolo[/url] spoke of the glory and honor Nawat couldn’t help but wonder if this was his destiny, if this was a great flock that he would always be apart of. Just before Nawat could follow [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=132126&tab=dragon&did=30561112]Marvolo[/url] into the sturdy housing complex [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=132126&did=30201333]Faithful[/url] spoke out. Claiming the crow as her own, she led him instead to where she lived with the other catols. Brushing off [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=132126&tab=dragon&did=30213486]Achmed[/url] and [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=132126&tab=dragon&did=15002155]Tybalt’s[/url] teasing about playing with one’s food [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=132126&did=30201333]Faithful[/url] made sure that Nawat was comfortable before taking him to meet [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=132126&tab=dragon&did=8696911]Philip.[/url][/columns] [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=mb&board=adopt&id=1374356][img]http://i.imgur.com/iAiI6jU.png[/img][/url][img]http://orig04.deviantart.net/8009/f/2016/203/b/6/item_pink_chalcedony_by_dogi_crimson-daazi1h.gif[/img][img]http://orig03.deviantart.net/1d02/f/2016/068/7/3/021_by_demedesigns-d9uhtz7.png[/img] [columns][img]http://i.imgur.com/L2TL8OH.png[/img][nextcol]While slightly reluctant to take yet another dragon into the clan at first, [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=132126&tab=dragon&did=8696911]Philip[/url] relented quickly as [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=132126&did=30201333]Faithful[/url] had yet to request anything from the Clan. With the provision that Nawat find something to do with his time. Nawat found this to be a difficult task, After all he wanted to follow [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=132126&did=30201333]Faithful[/url] around, preen her, find her little shinies, which he often got into squabbles with [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=132126&tab=dragon&did=29089673]Birefrin[/url] over. Until the day he saw the badges. From that day forward Nawat gladly catalogued, maintained and showcased the badges and achievements of The Clan of the Purple Embers. A job that fortunately leaves him plenty of time to follow [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=132126&did=30201333]Faithful[/url] around.[nextcol][img]http://i.imgur.com/Id54fVb.png[/img][/columns]


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Tybalt

> Amity scampered through the dark forest, bright eyes searching desperately for cover. The night was falling, and she would need a place to hide. Her stomach ached painfully from hunger, and her body shivered from the cold.

_Mommy…where are you? I’m scared…_

The screen of an owl made her jump. She spun around, heart racing, and caught a glimpse of something shifting in the shadows. Backing away, Amity felt herself bump into something….alive.

“Are you lost, little hatchling.”

Amity half-shrieked as strong claws gripped around her throat. She gasped as sharp fangs snapped beside her head. A whimper slipped between her teeth. She thought she recognised the Coatl accent in her ambusher’s voice. Was it Tybalt?

“Are you scared?” Tybalt whispered, the matted feathers of his wings whisking through the air. He pinned Amity to the ground. “They say fear is the best sauce.” His honeyed voice shifted past her terrified face. “Want to test that out?"

_No…no…hel — _

Blood splattered across the ground, and a frail screaming echoed through the night. Shadows danced faintly across the ground, illuminating the silhouette of the struggling hatchling, who thrashed as Tybalt took slow, vicious bites of her body. The sound of crunching bones and dying cries filled the air.

_Please…no…_

_Someone…help…_

_Plea —

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Toby


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Faithful

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A crow hailing from the southern icy realms Nawat was banished from his flock for borrowing the shiniest shiney he could find. He flew alone over the vast Icefields for months before getting into the wrong current and finding himself in the Starfall Islands instead. Unsure of whether he wanted to stay in such an odd place Nawat was prepared to go back to the icy fields of his birth after a brief rest.


Fortune would intervene when a catol happened to be curled up on the rock the crow decided to land on. Feathers and fur flew for a moment while Faithful and Nawat sized each other up. Finally, Faithful decided that this odd looking bird dragon wasn’t much of a threat, and promptly went back to her nap. After all the sun on her favorite rock wasn’t going to be there all day. Intrigued by such a creature Nawat watched and followed Faithful around to all her napping spots until returning to The Clan.


When Nawat first stepped foot into The Clan of the Purple Embers he was approached by Marvolo and was attempted to be herded into the temporary housing of the exalts-in-training. Faithful watched as the crow followed in confusion. Exalting had never really crossed his mind before, for once one was part of the flock one didn’t leave. Unless they were wrongly accused of stealing. But as Marvolo spoke of the glory and honor Nawat couldn’t help but wonder if this was his destiny, if this was a great flock that he would always be apart of.


Just before Nawat could follow Marvolo into the sturdy housing complex Faithful spoke out. Claiming the crow as her own, she led him instead to where she lived with the other catols. Brushing off Achmed and Tybalt’s teasing about playing with one’s food Faithful made sure that Nawat was comfortable before taking him to meet Philip.

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L2TL8OH.png While slightly reluctant to take yet another dragon into the clan at first, Philip relented quickly as Faithful had yet to request anything from the Clan. With the provision that Nawat find something to do with his time.


Nawat found this to be a difficult task, After all he wanted to follow Faithful around, preen her, find her little shinies, which he often got into squabbles with Birefrin over. Until the day he saw the badges. From that day forward Nawat gladly catalogued, maintained and showcased the badges and achievements of The Clan of the Purple Embers. A job that fortunately leaves him plenty of time to follow Faithful around.
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[br][br][center][font=Zapfino][size=6]Other Dragons[/size][/font][/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/EwHTo5D.png[/img][/center] [center][size=5][font=Zapfino]Pomona[/font][/size][/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/fnF3LPe.png[/img][/center] [center]Pavlova won the Arcane Slack Bloodsport Ball bringing victory to The Clan of the Purple Embers for the first time! Pavlova was gifted with a the first art as a reward![/center] [img]http://i.imgur.com/AeIQuDr.png[/img][br]By [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2076973/1]silverein[/url] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/8mYoXjZ.png[/img][/center] [center][size=5][font=Zapfino]Mikhale[/font][/size][/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/5jjT9zm.png[/img][/center] [center][size=5][font=Zapfino]Dominili[/font][/size][/center] [columns] [center] [br] [br] [br] [img]http://i.imgur.com/N7JMlPl.gif[/img] [/center] [nextcol][center] [img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/b4259ec18dbe74fee14e6ec68170fee9/tumblr_inline_oau8nf9uRK1soemy4_100.png[/img][b][size=4]Dominil[/size][/b][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/e170e03df2db9eebc04bb48f598ce9e5/tumblr_inline_oau8ng80ic1soemy4_100.png[/img] [size=2][i]"I am like a wolf. I will not apologise for being wild."[/i][/size] [br] [/center] Born into the capricious Arcane Flight, Dominil disappointed her parents when her egg hatched and didn't cause a single explosion. Not even the nest blew up! Instead of the normal merry celebration and combustion regular Arcane hatches provided, Dominil simply popped the top of her egg with a simple, almost meticulous crack, slipped out, and blinked up at her parents with slitted eyes. "Food." Was her first word, and what her parents slid off meekly to get. And things only went downslide from there. Despite being raised in the ways of Arcane arts, Dominil was actually accurate with her magic, hitting her target from twenty meters away and [i]not[/i] blowing up any of the other targets. Not only that, her wind spell didn't disable gravity, nor did her fire spell spontaneously explode and take out the clan lair. (Which some other dragon did for her later, so that was okay.) Perhaps for this reason, Dominil was isolated from the rest of her clanmates, including her parents. She never seemed to quite fit in. She found no interest in summoning shady monstrosities, or summoning world-ending meteors, or hijacking some other dragon's portals. She didn't even find joy in randomly tossing pink glitter. Shocking! Because of her isolation, no dragon found it strange that she disappeared from the lair one day, leaving no sign that she'd ever lived under the roof of the lair with the exception a small farewell note, which was quite difficult to read as it 1) wasn't drenched in blinding pink glitter 2) the handwriting was neat. Too neat. [center] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/9hyjkoe8626sizi/ice.png[/img][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/ebnpzewbnwbbn2j/crystalgeneeggsky.png[/img][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/q588acj83vnmhz0/gem.png[/img][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/088cdb3ae9887765478ac7de58f16073/tumblr_nxzr0hVich1tf7zd4o2_100.png[/img] [/center] [/columns][columns] It was some years before anyone heard from Dominil again. Some dragons said that she went to the Boreal Woods to train herself, while other murmured that she'd gone off to join the ranks of the exalts. The latter was clearly not the case, as she re-emerged in the Starfall Isles with new scars, new knowledge, and a desire to join a new clan. Perhaps Dominil was hoping that her newfound intelligence would somehow change wherever she ended up. Unfortunately, this was not so for the warm, friendly, incredibly Arcane clan that she found herself recruited into. She was sociable for the first thirty seconds, but after that her true demeanour showed, and she made it clear that she was not expected to be all warm and fuzzy like the rest of them. And while she wasn't mean, her coldness and detachment made others shy away from her. Even now, within the clan, Dominil is relatively reserved. She has no close friends, nor did her personality make anyone want to get close to her. Detached from the clan, she still bears a reputation for being startling intelligent, able to fix almost, if not all, of the magical abnormalities that crop up. Dominil is also exceedingly calm, and has never been shown to get excited over little things like exploding birthday cupcakes and the works. In other words, if you're running around on fire, this is the dragon you go to for a bucket of water. If you so happen to attempt enlisting the other dragons in the lair for help -- well, best case scenario: they panic with you, worst case scenario: everybody except Dominil burns to death. [nextcol] [center] [br] [br] [img]http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/flightrising/images/e/e2/Winter_Wolf.png[/img] [/center][/columns] [center] [img]http://users.atw.hu/hildiskola/kepek/01_winter.png[/img] [/center] [center]§ Bio by [b]MythicalViper[/b][/center] [img]http://i.imgur.com/mCtPdSu.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/2093495/1]TheDragonEmperor[/url] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/PQadUtj.png[/img][/center] [center][size=5][font=Zapfino]Rhapsody[/font][/size][/center] Sharp, cerulean eyes light up as the first notes drift from parted beak. Dragons pause and look up at the graceful dragon, perched on a smooth pink rock masquerading as a stage. Her haunting melodies of mortal gods and not so far away combat capture the attention of even the most hyperactive hatchling. Beautiful tales of love and peace and walks in the rain calm the most anxious of souls. Rhapsody always had a song in her heart. A Lightning-born dragon, she never felt she belonged in the hustle and bustle of a working dragon’s life, and set out when she was young to find a home. Her parents – both beautiful dragons in their own right – accepted their daughter’s ambition and happily let her go. For many months, she wandered the nearby world on the backs of older dragons and in food carts. She made friends, lost friends, was witness to the rise and fall of great dragons, and glimpsed the effects of war. All these experiences made for excellent stories, and excellent stories made for amazing songs. One day, she settled in the marketplace to sing of her travels. She was still a hatchling, but she had seen much and her voice was strong. A passing dragon of the clan took interest in her and offered her a home. Rhapsody had never seen Arcane’s territory, but she had heard rumors of its magical properties. It was enchanting. Of course, she happily agreed. Her songs only improved with age. Every now and then, she would set off for a week or two and gather more experiences to add to her voice. Once on those travels, she met a charming Skydancer named Marcecon, and they soon became mates. The clan describes her as blue fire, the hottest burning flame. She sings her songs with such a passion that it’s almost overwhelming, and conducts herself with equal measures. Along with her singing, she has developed strong political views, mostly regarding the horrors of war. Rhapsody is a fiery singer, and her story has only just begun. Bio by: [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=userpage&id=197189]Ditzy[/url] [img]http://i.imgur.com/DaNtHnT.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/2093495]TheDragonEmperor[/url] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/XXvPVrs.png[/img][/center] [center][size=5][font=Zapfino]Butler[/font][/size][/center] [img]http://i.imgur.com/uAv6Wfm.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/2093495/1]TheDragonEmperor[/url] [img]http://i.imgur.com/EXNcxQN.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2219379/1]ibook[/url] [img]http://i.imgur.com/JIrdDji.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2146554/1]Hyzo[/url] [center][outfit=234766][/center] [columns] [center] [br] [br] [img]http://i.imgur.com/bUWX2Ll.png[/img] [/center] [nextcol][center] [img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/c776e5ea84817f8071f3cc231675b797/tumblr_inline_oidh5bl75N1soemy4_100.png[/img][b][size=4]Vendetta[/size][/b][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/f82ddaf30d0a052f93f05feabe10718e/tumblr_inline_oidh5bZENX1soemy4_100.png[/img] [size=2][i]"Death falls upon everyone...oh, wait, you wanted me to[/i] heal[i] you? My bad."[/i][/size] [br] [/center] Born in the Twisted Wood, it's only natural for one to become infused with the playfulness of the darkness. Most Shadowlings bear the characteristics of tricksters and pranksters, and grow up learning how to set things on fire or turn things radioactive green or just really mess up a dragon's day. However, Vendetta was different, in the sense she found amusement in things that, well, others probably wouldn't find amusement in. Her favourite type of "game" is saying "And how did that make you feel?" at the worst possible times, such as -- oh, I don't know. Right after a catastrophe, a failed prank, and during funerals. Her birth clan still hasn't gotten over the last one. For those reasons, it's safe to assume nobody wanted to get close to Vendetta. Which was perfectly fine with her, since she also considered everyone (even the gods, but she won't say that to their faces) beneath her. So great was her pride that she decided she didn't like living in a place where she couldn't shine and moved to the Lightbeam Ruins. Despite now being in the light and with dragons Vendetta considered her type, it didn't take long for her to deem the Acolights also beneath her and move again. Perhaps this was due to her dislike of the many regulations there and the classes she had to take. Though, if you ask Vendetta, she'll claim that she was simply smarter than her teachers in Light and that anyone who couldn't see how one plus one equals eleven wasn't worth her time. After leaving the Sunbeam Ruins, Vendetta decided that being the most superior being in the universe, it's impossible to find a place where she might fit in. Also because she was a superior being, she decided that it is up to her to fix the world and rebuild it in her image, starting from what she considered the most chaotic region in Sornieth. Namely, the Starfall Isles. [center] [img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/710b81145ee9626f46ca0b1da5e470b3/tumblr_nne405G5EY1u07azbo1_100.png[/img] [img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/161dd8b24501ea90705f547d491b8c58/tumblr_nv2hxzvNhJ1udenrno3_100.png[/img] [img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/57ae5b1b036f89a616c84b617f894d05/tumblr_inline_nqy2llU0GV1saz7xv_540.png[/img] [img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/20622eb6b3eed2b1589c17ebf0b70478/tumblr_o8qmf7iyHp1uz135no1_100.png[/img] [/center] [/columns][columns] [br] Most healers are known to exceptionally kind dragons, risking their lives to save the wounded under the fire of battle and never giving up on a patient even if the outcome is clear. Vendetta, on the other hand, has no qualms about leaving the wounded wounded. In fact, if the clan's attacked, she's more likely to draw up a plan of How To Save Vendetta And Also You Other Folks than go rushing into battle. Some wonder if Vendetta truly cares for her patients. Others are afraid to ask. To be fair, Vendetta isn't really vain, in the sense that she believes that she's better than everyone else. It's more like she considers herself an entirely different species altogether, one that, well, is better than every other species. This sense of superiority has caused her to believe that it is her burden and her burden alone to aid all dragonkind to evolve and therefore ascend to a higher plane of existence. Unfortunately, despite her noble goal, it really looks like Vendetta has quite a lot of work to do. I mean, she couldn't even stop her clanmates from melting down part of the lair in sludge, much less prevent the Arcanist from being the Arcanist. She blames this on the stupidity of the inferior species of dragonkind that is her clanmates, but she also understand that as their superior, she must be patient and accepting of their natural inferiority. Despite her reclusive and rather egotistic nature, Vendetta is actually quite a valuable asset to the clan. Her healing skills are as unmatched as her personality, and wounds that would mean death anywhere else find themselves healed in her claws. However, having your life in the claws of someone like her is not exactly assuring. This has given the clan fighters motivation to get as less beaten up as possible in battle, for fear they end up half-dying and Vendetta refuses to heal them because she wants to paint her claws. Vendetta also has a habit of bringing candles to those studying late into the night. Or just bringing candles for the sake of bringing candles. Some say it's her way of brightening up other dragon's day, but Vendetta should learn that it's one thing to brighten up someone's day and another to burn their retinas in the middle of the night. [nextcol] [br] [img]http://i.imgur.com/hFwmDqZ.png[/img][/columns] [center][img]http://imgur.com/yaG2sht.png[/img] [b]§[/b] Bio by MythicalViper (#167480) [img]http://i.imgur.com/OUFVSBV.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/2093495/1]TheDragonEmperor[/url] [columns][img]http://i.imgur.com/MBPLq1R.png[/img][br]By Spookery[br][nextcol][img]http://i.imgur.com/GMkrp81.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2219379/1]ibook[/url][br][img]https://i.imgur.com/inyNq1P.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2296590/1]TeenyTinyDragon[/url][/columns]


Other Dragons

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Pavlova won the Arcane Slack Bloodsport Ball bringing victory to The Clan of the Purple Embers for the first time! Pavlova was gifted with a the first art as a reward!

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Mikhale

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Dominili






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"I am like a wolf. I will not apologise for being wild."

Born into the capricious Arcane Flight, Dominil disappointed her parents when her egg hatched and didn't cause a single explosion. Not even the nest blew up! Instead of the normal merry celebration and combustion regular Arcane hatches provided, Dominil simply popped the top of her egg with a simple, almost meticulous crack, slipped out, and blinked up at her parents with slitted eyes.

"Food." Was her first word, and what her parents slid off meekly to get.

And things only went downslide from there. Despite being raised in the ways of Arcane arts, Dominil was actually accurate with her magic, hitting her target from twenty meters away and not blowing up any of the other targets. Not only that, her wind spell didn't disable gravity, nor did her fire spell spontaneously explode and take out the clan lair. (Which some other dragon did for her later, so that was okay.)

Perhaps for this reason, Dominil was isolated from the rest of her clanmates, including her parents. She never seemed to quite fit in. She found no interest in summoning shady monstrosities, or summoning world-ending meteors, or hijacking some other dragon's portals. She didn't even find joy in randomly tossing pink glitter. Shocking!

Because of her isolation, no dragon found it strange that she disappeared from the lair one day, leaving no sign that she'd ever lived under the roof of the lair with the exception a small farewell note, which was quite difficult to read as it 1) wasn't drenched in blinding pink glitter 2) the handwriting was neat. Too neat.
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It was some years before anyone heard from Dominil again. Some dragons said that she went to the Boreal Woods to train herself, while other murmured that she'd gone off to join the ranks of the exalts. The latter was clearly not the case, as she re-emerged in the Starfall Isles with new scars, new knowledge, and a desire to join a new clan.

Perhaps Dominil was hoping that her newfound intelligence would somehow change wherever she ended up. Unfortunately, this was not so for the warm, friendly, incredibly Arcane clan that she found herself recruited into. She was sociable for the first thirty seconds, but after that her true demeanour showed, and she made it clear that she was not expected to be all warm and fuzzy like the rest of them. And while she wasn't mean, her coldness and detachment made others shy away from her.

Even now, within the clan, Dominil is relatively reserved. She has no close friends, nor did her personality make anyone want to get close to her. Detached from the clan, she still bears a reputation for being startling intelligent, able to fix almost, if not all, of the magical abnormalities that crop up. Dominil is also exceedingly calm, and has never been shown to get excited over little things like exploding birthday cupcakes and the works. In other words, if you're running around on fire, this is the dragon you go to for a bucket of water. If you so happen to attempt enlisting the other dragons in the lair for help -- well, best case scenario: they panic with you, worst case scenario: everybody except Dominil burns to death.




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Rhapsody


Sharp, cerulean eyes light up as the first notes drift from parted beak.

Dragons pause and look up at the graceful dragon, perched on a smooth pink rock masquerading as a stage. Her haunting melodies of mortal gods and not so far away combat capture the attention of even the most hyperactive hatchling. Beautiful tales of love and peace and walks in the rain calm the most anxious of souls.

Rhapsody always had a song in her heart. A Lightning-born dragon, she never felt she belonged in the hustle and bustle of a working dragon’s life, and set out when she was young to find a home. Her parents – both beautiful dragons in their own right – accepted their daughter’s ambition and happily let her go.

For many months, she wandered the nearby world on the backs of older dragons and in food carts. She made friends, lost friends, was witness to the rise and fall of great dragons, and glimpsed the effects of war. All these experiences made for excellent stories, and excellent stories made for amazing songs. One day, she settled in the marketplace to sing of her travels.

She was still a hatchling, but she had seen much and her voice was strong. A passing dragon of the clan took interest in her and offered her a home. Rhapsody had never seen Arcane’s territory, but she had heard rumors of its magical properties. It was enchanting. Of course, she happily agreed.

Her songs only improved with age. Every now and then, she would set off for a week or two and gather more experiences to add to her voice. Once on those travels, she met a charming Skydancer named Marcecon, and they soon became mates.

The clan describes her as blue fire, the hottest burning flame. She sings her songs with such a passion that it’s almost overwhelming, and conducts herself with equal measures. Along with her singing, she has developed strong political views, mostly regarding the horrors of war.

Rhapsody is a fiery singer, and her story has only just begun.

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Butler


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Vendetta




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"Death falls upon everyone...oh, wait, you wanted me to heal you? My bad."

Born in the Twisted Wood, it's only natural for one to become infused with the playfulness of the darkness. Most Shadowlings bear the characteristics of tricksters and pranksters, and grow up learning how to set things on fire or turn things radioactive green or just really mess up a dragon's day.

However, Vendetta was different, in the sense she found amusement in things that, well, others probably wouldn't find amusement in. Her favourite type of "game" is saying "And how did that make you feel?" at the worst possible times, such as -- oh, I don't know. Right after a catastrophe, a failed prank, and during funerals. Her birth clan still hasn't gotten over the last one.

For those reasons, it's safe to assume nobody wanted to get close to Vendetta. Which was perfectly fine with her, since she also considered everyone (even the gods, but she won't say that to their faces) beneath her. So great was her pride that she decided she didn't like living in a place where she couldn't shine and moved to the Lightbeam Ruins.

Despite now being in the light and with dragons Vendetta considered her type, it didn't take long for her to deem the Acolights also beneath her and move again. Perhaps this was due to her dislike of the many regulations there and the classes she had to take. Though, if you ask Vendetta, she'll claim that she was simply smarter than her teachers in Light and that anyone who couldn't see how one plus one equals eleven wasn't worth her time.

After leaving the Sunbeam Ruins, Vendetta decided that being the most superior being in the universe, it's impossible to find a place where she might fit in. Also because she was a superior being, she decided that it is up to her to fix the world and rebuild it in her image, starting from what she considered the most chaotic region in Sornieth.

Namely, the Starfall Isles.
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Most healers are known to exceptionally kind dragons, risking their lives to save the wounded under the fire of battle and never giving up on a patient even if the outcome is clear.

Vendetta, on the other hand, has no qualms about leaving the wounded wounded. In fact, if the clan's attacked, she's more likely to draw up a plan of How To Save Vendetta And Also You Other Folks than go rushing into battle. Some wonder if Vendetta truly cares for her patients. Others are afraid to ask.

To be fair, Vendetta isn't really vain, in the sense that she believes that she's better than everyone else. It's more like she considers herself an entirely different species altogether, one that, well, is better than every other species. This sense of superiority has caused her to believe that it is her burden and her burden alone to aid all dragonkind to evolve and therefore ascend to a higher plane of existence.

Unfortunately, despite her noble goal, it really looks like Vendetta has quite a lot of work to do. I mean, she couldn't even stop her clanmates from melting down part of the lair in sludge, much less prevent the Arcanist from being the Arcanist. She blames this on the stupidity of the inferior species of dragonkind that is her clanmates, but she also understand that as their superior, she must be patient and accepting of their natural inferiority.

Despite her reclusive and rather egotistic nature, Vendetta is actually quite a valuable asset to the clan. Her healing skills are as unmatched as her personality, and wounds that would mean death anywhere else find themselves healed in her claws. However, having your life in the claws of someone like her is not exactly assuring. This has given the clan fighters motivation to get as less beaten up as possible in battle, for fear they end up half-dying and Vendetta refuses to heal them because she wants to paint her claws.

Vendetta also has a habit of bringing candles to those studying late into the night. Or just bringing candles for the sake of bringing candles. Some say it's her way of brightening up other dragon's day, but Vendetta should learn that it's one thing to brighten up someone's day and another to burn their retinas in the middle of the night.


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§ Bio by MythicalViper (#167480)

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[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/aJQxt3X.png[/img] [size=5][font=Zapfino]Sadon[/font][/size][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/PgsTJyp.png[/img][/center] Featured in [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/raf/2279802/1]The Tale of the Lost Starseeker[/url] Sadon was finally returned home after several long weeks of being away from clan and mate. [img]http://i.imgur.com/bTMcIOx.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/2093495/1]TheDragonEmperor[/url] [img]https://i.imgur.com/oKrb0xh.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2202027/1]Scifur[/url] [img]http://i.imgur.com/WGAoVKX.png[/img] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/1653364/1]Unyko[/url] [columns][img]http://i.imgur.com/iaMzJ0s.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2123858/1]nemodave[/url][nextcol][img]http://i.imgur.com/2jyDcVw.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/1816387]galaaxyghoul[/url][br][img]http://i.imgur.com/vR80peq.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2219379/1]ibook[/url][/columns] [img]https://i.imgur.com/YdVziOg.png[/img][br]Features [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=132126&tab=dragon&did=30928931]Lorien[/url] on the left. By [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2201733]Mitsuara[/url] [img]http://i.imgur.com/6tTmkzr.png[/img] by [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=userpage&id=154096]Aguythatexists[/url] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/WJEsLRF.png[/img] [size=5][font=Zapfino]Imlardis[/font][/size][/center] [columns][nextcol][nextcol][nextcol][nextcol][nextcol][nextcol][nextcol][nextcol][nextcol][center][img]https://s29.postimg.cc/ecm6u8kif/Top.png[/img] [img]https://s29.postimg.cc/nrxgtpd5j/Grotesque-2-_L.png[/img][font=Papyrus][size=5]Imlardis[/size][/font][img]https://s29.postimg.cc/wbgurglhz/Grotesque-2-_R.png[/img] [/center][/columns] [columns] [center][img]https://s29.postimg.cc/pnouilrdj/Single-_Rose.png[/img] [img]https://s29.postimg.cc/ehlcq62fr/Grotesque-_L.png[/img] [img]https://s29.postimg.cc/kpxhs9l93/Banner-200.png[/img][/center] [nextcol] [center][img]https://s29.postimg.cc/o9sm9k2qf/Divider-_Vertical-2.png[/img] [br] [img]https://s29.postimg.cc/pnouilrdj/Single-_Rose.png[/img] [br] [img]https://s29.postimg.cc/4qeu8pp7b/Banner-75.png[/img][/center] [nextcol] [center][img]https://s29.postimg.cc/ecm6u8kif/Top.png[/img][/center] [center] They say Arcane flowers are nothing, that they bring no beauty while they last; that there's no value in something that deserves to be lost in the past. But while arcanic flowers sparkle strangely, with colours that don't belong - there's a beauty in being chaotic, and being different isn't wrong. There is one dragon among the many who truly sees the flowers for what they are; he tends to them carefully, treats them each like a shining star. Within his treasured orchid of vegetables and herbs, most well-known are his flowerbeds- the blossoms continue glimmering, even long after their petals are dead. This gardner they speak of, he's soft-spoken, gentle and bright. He brings happiness to his clan, and illuminates darkness with his light. He's everywhere at once, brightening up the day with stories, and when he's not working in his garden, perhaps you can find him penning poetry. Wreaths of lilacs, bracelets of rose - hatchlings who adventure off with him can be found returning in flowery clothes. Butterflies and lavenders, dragonflies and primrose - it's a calming presence that he can be trusted to impose. For this is the where the beauty of Arcane flowers reside - not in appearance, but in what's inside. Like the gardener who tends to them, they're docile, mild, and kind. And like their gardner, you'll miss them though they mean not to hide. They're always there when you need them, whether you chose to look to them or not. And you'll learn after meeting the gardner, that happiness isn't such a long shot. But beware, be beware, violate the gardner's orchid not. As temperate as he may be, for his flowers he has fought. Do not take him lightly, do not dismiss those who warn. For he who desires a rose - must first respect the thorn. [/center] [center][img]https://s29.postimg.cc/59jxhzglz/Bottom.png[/img][/center] [center]§ Bio by [b]MythicalViper[/b][/center] [nextcol] [center][img]https://s29.postimg.cc/rquocj1sn/Divider-_Vertical-1.png[/img] [br] [img]https://s29.postimg.cc/pnouilrdj/Single-_Rose.png[/img] [br] [img]https://s29.postimg.cc/4qeu8pp7b/Banner-75.png[/img][/center] [nextcol] [center][img]https://s29.postimg.cc/pnouilrdj/Single-_Rose.png[/img] [img]https://s29.postimg.cc/o0v1jmpxz/Grotesque-_R.png[/img] [img]https://s29.postimg.cc/kpxhs9l93/Banner-200.png[/img][/center] [/columns] [columns][item=heart rose][br][item=heart rose][br][item=heart rose][br][item=heart rose][br][item=heart rose][br][item=heart rose][br][item=heart rose][br][item=heart rose][nextcol][center][center]Imlardis is the Clans gardener. While he enjoys growing vegetables and herbs, as well as tending to the small orchard, he most enjoys spending time with the flowers he puts everywhere. When not working hard he can be found lazing around with the wild flowers and the butterflies, reading or writing poetry. He will frequently be inundated by hatchlings, who all come back from these adventures adorned with flower crowns or necklaces. Mild and soft spoken, Imlardis brings joy to the clan one day at a time. The only time you'll hear him raise his voice is if one dares to endanger his prized rose garden. A recent and dear project, Imlardis carefully watches as the new flowers begin to bloom, tending to the whims of the red blossoms. [img]http://i.imgur.com/XPU56F0.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/VLNNyqp.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2219379/1]ibook[/url] [img]https://i.imgur.com/fC0CN7f.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2242013]Poisonedpaper[/url][/center][nextcol][item=heart rose][br][item=heart rose][br][item=heart rose][br][item=heart rose][br][item=heart rose][br][item=heart rose][br][item=heart rose][br][item=heart rose][/columns] [img]https://i.imgur.com/VEjsOio.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/2093495]TheDragonEmperor[/url] [img]https://i.imgur.com/UA7G7LC.png[/img][br]by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2281010]Vely[/url]
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Featured in The Tale of the Lost Starseeker Sadon was finally returned home after several long weeks of being away from clan and mate.

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They say Arcane flowers are nothing, that they bring no beauty while they last; that there's no value in something that deserves to be lost in the past. But while arcanic flowers sparkle strangely, with colours that don't belong - there's a beauty in being chaotic, and being different isn't wrong.

There is one dragon among the many who truly sees the flowers for what they are; he tends to them carefully, treats them each like a shining star. Within his treasured orchid of vegetables and herbs, most well-known are his flowerbeds- the blossoms continue glimmering, even long after their petals are dead.

This gardner they speak of, he's soft-spoken, gentle and bright. He brings happiness to his clan, and illuminates darkness with his light. He's everywhere at once, brightening up the day with stories, and when he's not working in his garden, perhaps you can find him penning poetry. Wreaths of lilacs, bracelets of rose - hatchlings who adventure off with him can be found returning in flowery clothes. Butterflies and lavenders, dragonflies and primrose - it's a calming presence that he can be trusted to impose.

For this is the where the beauty of Arcane flowers reside - not in appearance, but in what's inside. Like the gardener who tends to them, they're docile, mild, and kind. And like their gardner, you'll miss them though they mean not to hide. They're always there when you need them, whether you chose to look to them or not. And you'll learn after meeting the gardner, that happiness isn't such a long shot.

But beware, be beware, violate the gardner's orchid not. As temperate as he may be, for his flowers he has fought. Do not take him lightly, do not dismiss those who warn. For he who desires a rose - must first respect the thorn.
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Imlardis is the Clans gardener. While he enjoys growing vegetables and herbs, as well as tending to the small orchard, he most enjoys spending time with the flowers he puts everywhere.


When not working hard he can be found lazing around with the wild flowers and the butterflies, reading or writing poetry. He will frequently be inundated by hatchlings, who all come back from these adventures adorned with flower crowns or necklaces.


Mild and soft spoken, Imlardis brings joy to the clan one day at a time. The only time you'll hear him raise his voice is if one dares to endanger his prized rose garden. A recent and dear project, Imlardis carefully watches as the new flowers begin to bloom, tending to the whims of the red blossoms.


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