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Fira

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Level 25 Spiral

Zaziel

Rabid Grinfin

Energy: 0/50

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Measurements

Length

3.89 m

Wingspan

2.78 m

Weight

63.56 kg

Genetics

Purple
Iridescent

Purple
Shimmer

White
Circuit

Hatchday

May 08, 2015
(8 years)

Breed

Adult
Spiral

Eye Type

Water
Unusual

Level 25 Spiral

Max Level

STR

126

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QCK

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Pastel
Lilac

Offspring

Biography

The Leviathan Queen
a bottomless curse, a bottomless sea /
accepting of all there is and can be.

Titles: Her Majesty, Queen of Wanderlost, Lady Soulhaven
Name: Fira Halfmoon
Alignment: True Neutral

Mate: ~~Sarius~~ ~~Stygius~~ Caladin
Relatives: Heir Elsren, Caesura, other children
Friends: Mhiradyth, Gracewing
Familiar: Zaziel

Pronouns: She/her (sometimes uses royal "we")
Sexual Preference: Demisexual
Romantic Preference: Demiromantic

Occupation: Queen, mage, leader of House Soulhaven
Strengths: Wielder of powerful, forbidden dark magic. Can see the future.
Weaknesses: Her soul is tied to another, and she shares his life and his pain.
House: House Soulhaven

From the moment you step foot onto her chessboard, you will know her for the dread queen that she is, for Fira of Soulhaven is peerless amongst the children of the Gods. You'll soon forget the pitiful fragility of her form, the erratic twist of her wings, and remember only the force of will that dwells behind those sapphire eyes. She is the prophesied one, queen of souls, queen of worlds, and her wrath will tear you asunder.

Hatchling Biography

She is not of this world. She is ancient, older than most know. She hails from the deep, deep blue beyond the sun, where the Sea of a Thousand Currents is dark and quiet and still. The drowned world of the Leviathan Trench is no place for a little spiral dragonet, for it is home to ancient beasts, sunken and unfathomable. Her birth clan was little more than a babbling cult that worshipped the dark things that slept beneath the Tidelord's sea. They cast her pale, sickly egg from the cliffs of the Trench as a blood offering to placate the deep ones. Into the abyss she fell, but survive she did. It was in those gloomy depths that she first broke shell. From the beginning, Fira was a dragonet who played with the monsters and called herself one of their own.

Adolescent Biography

She grew into a lovely dragoness, yet knew herself as a young eldritch horror of the forgotten, far-flung recesses of the sea. One day, she found a winged spellbook in the caverns of the deep. Or rather, the spellbook found her. It beckoned her, sang its forbidden song in her dreams, and when she first opened its covers she knew that all the world would never be the same. It whispered of magic, of destiny, of her birthright in a great land beyond the sea - and she knew that she must go.

When first she crawled out onto the shore, the sodden blue tome clutched in her paws, even the moonlight blinded her and to breathe air was agony. She had never once tasted flight, and her body was twisted after years in the crushing depths. But she endured, and moon by moon, her power waxed.

Many years passed, one after another. She crossed the world, searching for something she did not know how to name.

Adult Biography

When she first stepped foot on the Southern Icefield, the Icewarden felt her presence, and saw the seeds of something dark in her. And yet Fira was a curiosity more than a menace, so the gaoler dragons of the Ice Flight captured her in a great battle. They sealed her away in the Fortress of Ends and there she slumbered - for more than a thousand years.

She slept as kingdoms rose and fall and the world changed around her. And she dreamed true dreams; a daughter of the depths, the Tidelord's clairvoyant gift was strong in her. She saw herself wearing a crown of horns, riding into battle on the back of a mighty imperial. She saw a dragonet with eyes of magic, and knew that he would be her child. She saw a great clan rising, in a faraway land she had never known. And as generations passed, her captors forgot the reason for her imprisonment.

One fateful day an eon later, a young skydancer prince from a clan called Wanderlost wandered into her dreams - and the legend, the great dance of Fira and Sarius, began. She was was an ancient sea monster in the shape of a beautiful female. He had a scholar's eyes and a tragic soul. Though they were on different sides of the world, his dreaming spirit was drawn back to her night after night. She walked his dreams for years - and first they fought, then they laughed and talked and loved. Bound by fate, they were destined for each other, as surely as two dragons ever were.

When the time was right, when he was strong enough, Sarius flew south and came to shatter the walls of her prison. They escaped together in a marvellous battle and wandered Sornieth for a summer, and all was lovely and good. Then Sarius flew home to the Isles of Wanderlost and took her as his bride - his queen - his soulmate. So Fira came to Wanderlost.

She was the greatest oracle of her time, but she never foresaw that the story of Fira and Sarius would be a tragedy for the ages.

Sarius the Mage
If ever Fira loved another dragon, it was Sarius - her golden prince, her equal, the handsome high mage who fathered her first two children and, as some dare to whisper, captured her heart. He came to her in dreams, while she was entombed in ice. The first time she saw him and his eyes of arcane magic, she knew with unshakeable certainty that he would father the son of her destiny. Clanmother Zaira sanctioned their union, on the sole condition that they must soulmate, speaking the highest vows before the Gods to bind them life and soul. It was done, and soon afterwards Elsren was born - alongside a twin sister. At once Fira knew that the daughter must die, for she had only dreamed of the son. When Ceirios was killed she mourned little. But Sarius was so anguished, and so disgusted by his mate's indifference, that he left her and Wanderlost behind.

Though he has since returned at Elsren's behest, he has not forgiven her - nor she him. A pity that their souls are forever entwined in his life, bound by marriage vows that endure in the place of love. Their minds are empathically linked, and it pains her to be apart from him. She too suffers any wound he receives, and most damningly of all, if he were to die, she would die alongside him. Joined as they still are, Sarius is the Dragonqueen's greatest liability - as Zaira well intended.

Caladin the Peacemaker
Without her, he would be nothing. He came to Wanderlost with no name, no royal blood, no great magic in his veins - and she took him to her bed and made him her prince. They whisper about her, about Caladin, about their children, in the halls beyond her hearing. How odd, for their great and terrible queen to take a mate so young, purehearted, and kind. Caladin is honest, happy, compassionate - everything that she is not. She does not care what they say. Does she love him? She does not know. In some ways he is not her true mate and can never be, for her soul is eternally sworn to another. But all she knows that he is pure and devoted to her and their children are growing strong and beautiful, and perhaps that is enough.

Elsren the Heir
Her son, her son. He has come to Sornieth, the child of prophecy who would hold the heavens in his paws. To Caladin's discontent, she favors her firstborn with Sarius above all her other offspring. Elsren hatched alongside his twin sister Ceirios, but the sickly female perished mysteriously before too many moons had passed. Since then, Fira has coveted Elsren closely, and does not permit him to leave the sky isles. Yet his magic grows strong, and his spirit grows stronger. She looks on with pride and apprehension, waiting for the fateful day when his power will eclipse her own.

Caesura the Heiress
She had dreamed of a child with eyes of arcane magic, and for years she thought that Elsren, her first son with Sarius, must be the promised one. Yet Fira felt the first flickers of doubt when Caesura was born from her first coupling with Caladin. A spiral daughter with identical colors and genes must be a sign of the Gods' favor indeed. Beautiful, gifted, and twice as willful as her quiet Elsren, Caesura won her mother's favor by undertaking the transformation to become a bogsneak dragon. Now, Fira seems content to let her son and daughter battle it out, content in the knowledge that only the strongest will be honored as her heir. But then again, what use is an heir, when you intend to rule forever?

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