Neptune

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╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮ "She Who Sees The Paths Of Luck." ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ Ambassador of the Water flight, advisory to the Lord Mayor in matters regarding the waters. Neptune is a soft-hearted lady unsuited for the court. The only time her words are respected is when her powers as an oracle is needed. She is only loyal only to her young charge, Milklyway, even if her feelings on matters of politics are met with disapproving glances. There was once when she is willing to give up her life to keep him safe, now however it's time to leave. She had a vision that Milkyway's pride will be his downfall and it is also be a sign that it's time for him to mature. bio by XiangEr Uh-oh, looks like this lady wandered a little too far from her home lair (374844, XiangEr), and now she's off to see the world! If ever you feel the need to exalt, she'd really appreciate it if you could just return her to the home lair, or to the 'Dragons Off To See The World' thread, here. This is not necessary, but she would be very grateful! Navy Leg Wraps Apparel Two rolls of navy material designed to adorn a dragon's legs, providing support to their ankles and knees. 800 Navy Arm Wraps Apparel Two rolls of navy material designed to adorn a dragon's arms, providing support to their wrists and elbows. 800 Navy Chest Wrap Apparel A long strip of navy material meant to bind the ribcage and protect the dragon's chest from sprains and cuts. It is flexible, but strong. 800 Navy Tail Wrap Apparel Strips of navy material designed to be wrapped around the wearer's tail. There is plenty of material in this roll to accommodate spines of any length. 700

I N V E N T O R Y R E L A T I O N S YOUNG CHARGE M I L K Y W A Y NAME ━ RELATION

Lirillith, #149136, Nature:

The Viridian Labyrinth seemed as good a place as any to make her first stop in her travels. She found a clan that ran an inn with rooms large enough for an imperial, let alone a fairly small guardian, and it proved to be a hospitable, peaceful place to stay, free of the tensions and political struggles of her old life. The more seasoned travelers staying here swapped stories, but she found herself keeping apart from them. She had few tales of adventure, and if the topic turned to her age, to a search for a charge -- for everyone assumed that a traveling guardian must be a youngster, still seeking a charge -- she had to change the subject even more awkwardly. She didn't wish to face their reactions should she say she'd found her charge and left him again. Before long, she decided to depart again, looking for a place to stay where she could more easily keep to herself.


Yumerine, #421513, Arcane:

She has wandered through the Starfall Isles, a place full of magic and a hint of beauty. It was an exhausting travel, but she managed to find a lair and soon found herself surrounded by its dragons. Her eyes met with one who not only had big eyes, she had dozens of eyes staring at her own. Her name was Myrthunn, leader of the “Clan of Hidden Dreams”. After a few exchange of words, Neptune found herself resting at comfy place within the lair. Mrythunn was too kind, this “bed”, it felt cool in temperature, just like water. Perhaps this lair would be good enough to stay long, but of course, she is a traveler, and in a matter of time, she will have to go.


LittleParade, #317304, Lightning:

Neptune has found her way to the Carrion Canyons, a higher up territory of the Lightning flight. The faint crackling of the Lightning farm in the distance filled the open air. Not the most pleasant or welcoming sound, but she'll just have to try her best to ignore it. She stumbled upon a lair with no clan hierarchy, but found solace in her new acquaintance, Shinsei. He was kind enough to introduce Neptune to the rest of the resident dragons. "Our clan doesn't have a spoken leader, but everyone looks to Tenjin for guidance," is what Shinsei had told her. She spent about a week getting to know the dragons she was living amongst, but decided it was time to head out again. She could never really tune out the constant buzzing of the Lightning farm anyway.


Raepocalypse, #451778, Nature:

After the Labyrinth, it seems the wilds learned her name. Or, perhaps, it was just the Oracle part of her that was calling her back. After the buzz of the Lightning farm, she hears it. Screaming. Shrieking. The Wild, seeking her out. Unfortunate that on her way to answer the call, she finds the Mire. Fortunate that instead of her end, she finds a pair of fighters. Carousel and one of his trainees wind their way around her, a massive shield of Imperial scales and fluttering Fae. The take her home. Within the Shrieking Wilds, under a grove of flowering pink trees, she's shown into a cave led by a pair of twining female Imperials. It is with this clan that she learns to use teeth and claws, goes back into the Mire to hunt and fight with her saviors from before. Fighting may not be for her, but, as Carousel tells her, there is safety in knowing how if it is needed even if it is not what is wanted.


BlazingSkyDragon, #408615, Lightning

When she left the Shrieking Wilds, Neptune felt...invigorated. Her training had left her feeling more sure of herself. She flew on without direction, and so to her surprise she found herself back at the edge of the Shifting Expanse. She felt something...like something interesting was out there.

But before she could, she ran into a strange Imperial. She was enormous, twice the length of Neptune herself. And the Imperial gave her a strange feeling. Something in her gut, at the source of her Oracle nature, told her to run. To stay away from this malevolent dragon. To flee, from this imperial that reeked of Death. So, she turned and flew. Flew far away from this dangerous creature. She wanted no part in whatever that imperial was planning.


PijukVonGacy, #310038, Plague

"Starting to run away is easy," the mirror hissed, slowly unfolding her neck to show off her antlers, "Stopping, less so." There was a long pause. The small plague dragon slowly lowered her head and closed her eyes. There was a strange air of peacefulness about her, so alien in the wastes, and even more alien on the face of a dragon like her, a barely civilized, barbaric creature. A scavenger, but, Neptune guessed, first and foremost, a hunter.

She was... She was in the Wastes, yes. And she was almost dizzy, like she could feel her stomach twitching. Not because of the gruesome nature of the place, or, well, not entirely. She couldn't shake this uneasy feeling creeping up her spine, coming from deep inside her : touché.
She missed her Charge, of course, but this wasn't so much about going back to her past as it was about being unable to think about something else. Can guardians even be happy and form meaningful, balanced relationships with others with their protégé gone? Can mirrors even know and comment about this? Should they? Does it matter?
What was she expecting from her travels, exactly?


QueenRed, #310371, Shadow

Her feet moved swiftly through the woods as she chased her prey. She couldn't remember the last time that she felt this invigorated from the chase. She lunged forward and tackled the deer, bringing it down. She gave it a swift death before looking around at her surroundings. Where am I? The scenery had turned purple somewhere along the way, and she supposed that she'd made her way into the shadowed lands.

She followed the river a ways until she stumbled upon a small clan that was camped nearby, and she inched her way over to them. Her nerves got the better of her as she remembered finding some clans that we're so friendly. She turned her attention elsewhere and wandered away, taking a bite from the deer's hind leg.