Dragon Share

YAY i have one of these :D [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=7837582] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/78376/7837582_350.png[/img] [/url] Rhaegal, my clan's founder :D

[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=30726179] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/307262/30726179_350.png[/img] [/url] Naomi. She's been in the Starbeak City for as long as anyone can remember. Her apparent immortality hides in the arcane infused markings on her skin. Thousand of years ago, she took over the diabolocal Guilds called "the organisation", after the old leader passed away. But this dragon won't die so easily. She doesn't seem to age, and you can not wound her; at least not for long. She's wicked, but not mad in any way. She just seem to lack, something. There was a time Before she became this though; when she was just a young, desperate dragon. But that time has passed, and the old her seems to have been consumed by darkness.

[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=18117] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/182/18117_350.png[/img] [/url] Shadowblood, the founder of Clan Dark-Blood, is the oldest in the clan, however, he and his mate share similar age. Either one could be considered the "ancient one" of the clan, however, if one were to need advice, they would best seek Freyja instead. As the mirror is definitely softer than her angry, old mate. He holds a sharp stigma against Light dragons, save for one, Borealis. Had it not been for the intervention of the Light mirror, Shadowblood would have died in the woods from a terrible illness. Shadowblood has seen many battles among his time, but is not the greatest fighter, that right would belong more to his son than he.

[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=24863915] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/248640/24863915_350.png[/img] [/url] Poor Aries is an insecure old man. He's worried that he'll be abandoned when he dies, like what is standard for all-imperial clans.

[center][font=Trebuchet MS][size=4][b]Atlantic[/b] [/size] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=3567610] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/35677/3567610_350.png[/img] [/url] The clan storyteller, Atlantic remembers the lore of the Flight Gods. Within the clan hoard he has collected many ancient parchments that read of folklore stories of the deities and of forgotten battles between dragon and leviathan fish. He shares his knowledge eagerly and passes down such lore to the younger dragons, forever remembering the warnings that history may teach.

[center]TransSiberian is my clan's oldest dragon, she's an arcane mage and healer <3 [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=119663] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/1197/119663_350.png[/img] [/url][/center]

[center][b]Yerell The Lost Ancient[/b][/center] [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=671118] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/6712/671118_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] [i]Darkness...darkness...darkness. Time was irrelevant. Dreams upon dreams, but nothing lasted before being swept into the darkness. Yerell was vaguely aware that things were moving, changing, but he could not see it. He could not feel it. As soon as his mind grasped at something it was swallowed up again by the ever engulfing darkness. He did not fear the darkness, it just simply was. It felt more like a deep grey, but one that consumed everything, leaving Yerell trapped. He didn't know how or why he was trapped. His thoughts faded into the grey darkness, just like everything else. Even his emotions felt far away, giving him little more than to just wait. But...what was he waiting for? He didn't know, and he didn't have long to wonder before that too faded.[/i] ...continued in bio.

[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=28540140] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/285402/28540140_350.png[/img] [/url] Trinket is an ancient statue, brought to life by an imperial mage millennia ago. She's the oldest dragon anyone in the clan knows, and has more knowledge to share than any other clan member. If you've got a question, ask her first. though she may talk your ears off and give you more info than you asked for.

[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=9634231] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/96343/9634231_350.png[/img] [/url] Azrael is a child of prophecy and the dragon of Death, whom the dragons of my abbey worship alongside the Shadowbinder. Quiet and calm, the minor deity spends most of his time curled up catloaf style in his solitary den on a pile of silk and cushions. He nestles his pearl either between his paws or tucked into the soft tissue of his chest. Azrael is unswayed by any of the sins afflicting certain other dragons in the abbey; he has no need for money or power, and his attitude can at best be described as neutral. Clanmates often regard him as uncaring, although this doesn’t deter many of them from seeking him out for advice. Azrael’s calm demeanor, however, should not be lightly dismissed. He enjoys a certain kind of deception, so any dragon following his advice should be cautious. Azrael keeps watch over the souls of creatures past, particularly those of dragons. They gather around him and the grounds of the abbey in the shape of floating blue lights, and the abbey wall is sealed with magic to prevent them from escaping. Some dragons claim to be able to see strange visions of bone and lost souls trapped within his pearl.

[i]Therapy has a wealth of knowledge at his disposal, although most of which is stored in books rather than memory.[/i] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=27499586] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/274996/27499586_350.png[/img] [/url]