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Revolution

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Secrets are in the Book

OhDear

Arcane Sprite

Energy: 49/50

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Measurements

Length

0.83 m

Wingspan

0.84 m

Weight

3.11 kg

Genetics

Royal
Iridescent

Magenta
Shimmer

Fire
Capsule

Hatchday

Apr 11, 2015
(9 years)

Breed

Adult
Fae

Eye Type

Arcane
Common

Level 18 Fae

EXP: 61084 / 92435

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

none

Offspring

Biography

Revolution

Chill breath of spring on // crystalline lake reflected. // Arcanite gems sing.

Bonsai Pixel by Pyromaniacal

Custom Icon by CrowHarlequin

T I M E L I N E
Story by Starlight18

Revolution is a late-bloomer. No one can blame her. Her beginnings are as obscure and tainted as the confusing tattered narrative scrap. She claims she has no parents, and for all practical purposes, this is true. Consequently, it is from this beginning that her story unfolds. Metaphysics, where magic, spirit and science intersect, way beyond, in the infinite, is at the heart of her existence.

In her early years, Revolution, an Arcane-born Fae, plain with flat hues, was called Roelly Poelee because she was small, but also strong with both a physical and mental armor; and thus, she would close her wings about her when she was mistreated by anything bigger than her. As a habit, she developed a stubborn, defensive posture when the smallest of threats occurred. At first it was just physical, but eventually, it was in her speech and haughty manner, as if to keep the unwanted threat at arms length for her protection. Of course, those around her who might not intend any harm at all would take her behavior as offensive. They would shun her after a time and, as the disgruntled do, speak lies about her on occasion, turning potential friends away. But some were patient with her, and mentored her, until she grew up to become beautiful and refined, despite her poor, lonely beginnings.

But, of course, little ones don't just turn out to be difficult dergs, no- this one, faced a certain sort of wickedness. The effect was quite metaphysical and spiritual, but was prompted by a dark magic. Something nefarious touched her inner core. It tried it's best to claim her as it's own, changing even the very essence and nature of her. For those who understand the process by which this can happen, the unfortunate changes in character and abilities was to be expected. But she didn't understand and frustration, hurt and anger became the by-product. Fortunately, life can bring twists, turns and jumps. Some call it fate, but we in the heavenlies call it providence and Roelly was meant to travel in it.

Just as she was exiting childhood and starting down the path of youth, she had a life-changing experience, which will become evident as the story progresses. But suffice it to say, she was never the same. It was almost as if she had been given a new beginning. Now, she herself saw no difference in herself, for she was still in the mire of the childhood experiences, and her struggle was still a very great one indeed. But the change had started to materialize because the seed had fallen into the ground, was buried, and had now begun to sprout. In fact, the bloom of this significant event, became quite eternal. It always does when the old passes away and something new emerges; something with the same essence, but with a transmuted image and form. But not yet.

Roelly passed her days visiting her friends and investing in her education. She travelled, learned the rudiments of dragon languages, and attended to daily responsibilities. She had plenty of other dragons around to playfully spar with, practice twirling, racing, and catching insects. But once, when visiting a friend while on her travels, she felt defensive instincts crawl up inside of her and she lashed out in a hurtful move to protect herself. Unfortunately, she caused much harm to this closest of friends, who in essence was like a family member. The incident was entirely unintended and regretful. But the consequences of that slip, that unguarded moment, the uncontrolled passion which allowed the action to pass from internal instinct to external exploit, was fatal to this once loved, precious union. Oh, they tried to make peace with the fiery explosion which left it's devastation, but the relationship faded away like a receding parchment taken under water, slowly obscuring it's image. They both exist now, present in one another company from time to time, but with no depth or harmony that one would expect from bosom buddies. This was Roelly's biggest regret of her childhood. After this incident, Roelly experienced friendships, but sadly, none from this period in her life were lasting.

As she continued to grow during those difficult and awkward years, she was the beneficiary of several gifts which set her on the path of both recovery and ultimate transformation. You see, there was much faulty data which had to be erased from her memory. A cleansing of the infected sensory-receptors was required so that the future wouldn't be tainted; and lastly, new, correct data needed to be entered. Before this process was completed, Roelly, hid herself behind a facade. But let me tell you more about the gifts. They were ordinary by most standards, but in an exceptional sort of way. Yes, quite ordinary; except one. This one led to a distant past with spiritual and familial beginnings... on another timeline.

Now, she is not exactly sure how this happened, for it is a very great mystery in her life; a mystery to which she will most likely never discover an explanation. But the source of the faulty data entry was removed. Don't ask her how; it just was. Metaphysically a sensory-perception shift had taken place.

Soon after this, the commencement of the gifts began to appear. The first gift given was a friend from a neighboring flight, Janaday, who walked with her often. It was as if she had always walked with her. They were mostly quiet walks, but infused with healing. No one can really explain it. Additionally, there was the mentor, Thallene, of the Shadow flight, who came into her life. Thallene was instrumental in teaching her the way of the many elemental flights, geography, languages, and basics of life-skills, including proper battle techniques for protection, so that no further "incidents" would occur. Thirdly, an old scroll was handed down from some old dragon in the Arcane flight, or at least that is what she says concerning her possession of it. This scroll was so strange; perhaps you could say mystical, and rather than beckon her to read it, it seemed to emanate warnings to take care, be cautious, and take it not lightly. However, she would come to discover that this scroll held the secrets she longed to know, and the reading of it is what originally planted the seed which brought about the transformation.

Roelly emerged into adulthood and yet maturity was still to bloom. She continued to stumble through her relationships and training, but despite that, her life progressed toward inevitable healing. She could sense it and knew somehow that an awakening lie in the not-to-distant future.

Eventually, as her own struggles were now subsiding, she could see she was not alone in the battle against nefarious, dark energy. Any time she used simple magic, this power tried engulfing her, but she learned to control her own use so as not to go beyond the need and unnecessarily attract attention. She noticed younger dragons struggling in similar ways and shared her secret of self-control. This prevented them from becoming prey as she had experienced in her youth.

But she noticed a class of dragon-kind that just couldn't learn her tactics. Just their very movement stirred up the evil powers. It broke her heart to see them fall further into chaos as the dark power overtook all their skills and abilities. Even some of their elemental natures were altered. It was hideous to watch.

She desperately sought ways to calm their movements and even conjured shields of protection. Soon she taught their caretakers. It was at least a little helpful, but all were weary. Sadness filled her for the cruel plight the young ones faced each day.

Over time, she discovered that if she could teach them to speak, that's what would calm the movement and chaos. The dark energy had nothing summoning it's power. All were amazed and thanked the Arcanist with gifts and services. Roelly smiled in her heart. A few came to her with their thanks as well, explaining to her how their journey had changed due to her work.

She realized, in due time, that some healing came when she saw herself through these other eyes, the ones whom she had helped. A light of truth dawned on her and her soul opened. Now she was ready. But as life often does, the highs and the lows continued to string her along, tethering her in an endless cycle. Up... down... ouch... soar...

Now, as a young adult, the mundane set in to the daily routine of her life. Nothing ever seemed to come easy and there were times that meaninglessness was the thought of the day.

One afternoon, Roelly lay exhausted from her work, discouraged and alone. She was strangely content to just lie down for a time. Then she felt it. A wave moved over her. Indescribable. It lifted her and she felt other-worldly for a short time. It was like she was moving, or rather something moved her, around and around. It was a kind of spinning dance. A revolution! She, for a short time, felt beauty, peace, favor, and belonging. Then it ended. She lay quietly perplexed, but transformed, her future now altered.

Her named changed shortly after to Revolution. But that's a whole separate story. Suffice it to say, the event just shared lead to the name change. But more than her name, her life changed. A love for aerial dance emerged. She began to pay closer attention to the scroll she was given. Somehow she just knew she should. She began to revere starry nights for their silent messages. She looked more intently into the things she considered ordinary. What she discovered were deep, deep layers of wisdom and knowledge. Nothing was as it seemed anymore. Mysteries were redeemed for their value. And despite the ordinary life she led, a substance of things hoped for followed. Evidence of things not seen materialized. A great deal of the past struggles wisped away, like the smoke in the Juvenile Starsweeper. All her hard work had paid off or so she thought. But that wasn't quite right. The past was soon to emerge with visions of the future about to unfold.

That is all of the story I can share for now. One healing gift which has not been mentioned as of yet, but was added to her life following the revolution, was her family. Their stories remain untold as of yet. I must return to my celestial duties as I am often summoned as a watchman, a messenger, or a comforter, but I will leave you with this thought,

"Trials are not a sign that your world is falling apart, but a chance for it to fall into place.
Dare to materialize in a new space or jump the timeline."

~Starlight18

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