Cestienon

-Summary- Origin: Adopted Alignment: Chaotic Neutral Immediate Personality: Exciting, jovial, prankster, easy to amuse, hyperenergetic, boisterous, distracting, doesn't take things too seriously Profession: Founder and Teacher of Estyzen, a spellsword art she created. Cestienon is mainly an Estyzen fighter, but will also accompany hunting parties to kill some time Skills: Quick to learn, fast, lowering an enemy's moral, creating feint attacks, devising really stupid and risky plans, being the "bait" Familiar: Manticore Screamer "Hailfrost, so-named on accident due to Cestienon repeatedly saying "Hail Frostforge!" around him. Hailfrost loves to tail the Spiral and participate in everything she's doing, though the most he is good for is tripping on. He's mildly useful in battle with his head-splitting screams and wicked tail barb, but more often then not he's just underfoot; can't expect much from a Pinkerton "gift", anyways. Belongings: None. -Acquaintances- Father: Foreign, and kind of spooky in a neat way Mother: Foreign; Cestienon is unaware of just how cool her parents are. Where did that personality come from, anyway? Siblings: Unknown Mate: Epitheon Children: Bloodcrackle Allies: Cestienon tends to hang out with other female dragons such as Firetalon, Shadeabyss, and Duskheart, though she enjoys chatting away to Epitheon as well, who never responds to a thing she says Enemies: Pff, she even laughs and jokes with Beastclan rivals, so who knows Superiors: Frostforge; she can't help but laugh at Skywing because he's "so adorable when giving orders" Comrades: Whenever a coliseum run is due she usually goes with Frostforge and/or Firetalon Other: None

-History- Cestienon is the companion to Epitheon. Just like the bewildering Guardian hatchling, Epitheon arrived barely a day behind him, and was easily noticed due to her striking coloration. Just like him, she only knew her own name; and his as well. On the other hand, Epitheon knew his name, but not her's. How exactly the two are related is a mystery, but nevertheless Frostforge and her new mate Skywing continued to care for them until their adulthood days. Once Cestienon has reached 6 days of age, Frostforge and Skywing have been straining to train her for battle, teaching her as much as they can. She has been found to be quite the artistic type, but has no patience for artistry. This bizarre combination has led her to create Frostforge Frotress's newest battle techniques; simple but ingenious and impressive methods packaged under the name Estyzen. Cestienon never really explained the meaning of the name, and is just as mysterious about her past, claiming she simply "can't quite remember all of the details." Nevertheless, she has proven to be a valuable addition to the Fortress by combining Frostforge's raw strength and speed with Skywing's powers as a mage into the spellsword art of Estyzen, and has been teaching it to the Fortress ever since. -Extra- April Fool's 2016 "AHHHHAHAHAHAHEYYEEEAAAHHHH!!!"

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"You're right, the Boreal Wood isn't too bad! Look at this haul!" Firetalon said, hugging an elk pelt.
"I told you we could take a step ahead!" Cestienon lifted her head up proudly.
"I don't know... I'm still dizzy from going from a hot place to a cold place..." Frostforge muttered, chewing on some leg bones and recalling the Rainsong Jungle.
"Oh please, I slew that Nochnyr with ease!" Cestienon boasted with a huff. "He just needed 666 more Shadow damage, that's all!"
Firetalon almost choked. "WHAT?!"
"Yeah, devil damage. Too bad I don't follow Plaguebringer, right? Or it's not Trickmurk this month." Cestienon grinned stupidly.
"Only in our Clan." Frostforge rolled her eyes.
"I almost don't want you to level again!" Firetalon laughed.
"She's leveling," Frostforge said sternly, "I've had my eye on those Kelp Beds for too long."
"But Froooostyyyy!" Cestienon whined.
"You know I hate that," The Guardian huffed.
"Yeah, but I deal devil damage, remember?" The Spiral's grin returned. "I'm going to tell the whole Clan once we get back!"
"I wish my granddragon was this exciting." Firetalon said, stuffing the elk pelt in her mouth and already returning. Frostforge rolled her eyes and began gathering up the loot, while Cestienon grabbed her share and did twists all the way back, still grinning at Frostforge.
Well... it wouldn't hurt to keep her strength at 76 for a while, right?