Ganymede
(#14275438)
Level 1 Guardian
Familiar
Silky Fanrat
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Energy: 42/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Female Guardian
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
11.88 m
Wingspan
14.26 m
Weight
10523.25 kg
Genetics
Tangerine
Crystal
Crystal
Black
Eye Spots
Eye Spots
Coal
Okapi
Okapi
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Guardian
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
8
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
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T H E -G I F T
Gani | Dear one    ╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮ ". . ." - GANYMEDE WINDFALLEN - ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ Although every dragon has their own story, Ganymede’s has a tragic beginning. As a young hatchling barely a day out of the shell, Ganymede—although this wasn’t her name then—fell ill with something not even the healers in Plague Flight knew how to heal. Perhaps if she had been brought to mage specializing in such things, it would have gone differently, but as it was, Ganymede’s only ally was her own body, which counteracted the illness with a raging fever. Fearful for the health of their other hatchlings and knowing that their child had no chance of recovery without deficit, Ganymede’s parents turned away with heavy hearts. They knew nothing in their power could be done to save her, and left her in the cleft of a pile of bones, the only protection to be had in such a forsaken place. She was in a comatose state when they left, and the feverish state burned away any memory she may have had of their large and protective forms. The days crawled by in agony, and only the kindness of a few strangers kept her alive: those who couldn’t bear to watch the hatchling starve would leave an offering of food before scurrying away hoping they hadn’t contracted the plague. When she was conscious enough, Ganymede ate, but for the most part, she lay still, her mind wandering in the strange realms of fever dreams. When she woke, the world felt different. She was larger than before, nearly a fledgling, but then, she couldn’t precisely grasp how much time had passed. By instinct more than choice, she set out for food, although her first attempts left her sick and hungrier than before. Still, she managed, through trial and error, to feed herself on the sparse foliage to be found in Plague Flight. The continuous illness had damaged some part of her, however, and when she tried to express herself to others, her voice came out in inarticulate sounds. In addition, abandonment and loneliness gave her little idea of how to communicate with others, and too often, she was left too terrified to seek out help even if it might have been found. It seemed she would be trapped, one paw in the realm of the dragons, and the other in the vicious, eat-or-be-eaten world of a wanderer. As she learned to hunt, Ganymede made her path following various herds of animals she encountered, ensuring that food was always nearby. She was tracking a small flock of storm seekers when she crossed the lightning borders: a desolate land far from her birthplace. It was there that Jupiter found her. On sentry duty for the week, the drake originally approached with the intent to chase off an outsider, though a close observation of her malnourished frame and terror of his approach quickly made him think differently. He did not know how to act at first, confronted with this strange creature who spooked at every movement and made inarticulate sounds, none resembling common speech. After his initial shock, he began to attempt to communicate, speaking had no advantage, but a peace offering of food gained her wary attention. From there, she allowed him to tend the many scrapes and scratches that marred her hide, and gradually, she reasoned he must not mean her any harm. As the first dragon she had encountered in her adult life, Ganymede formed a natural bond with him, the kind formed between a hatchling and its mother at birth. She could not help seeing in him a sense of safety and community. She was brought to the council at once to determine her fate. No one could deny that she would be difficult to care for, but no dragon in Clan LockCharge could or would deny a dry place to sleep and a meal to the shivering, terrified dragoness before them. Jupiter insisted that she be placed in his own den, where he could tend to her and ensure no one would bother her rest. Ganymede, although unable to understand the language that passed between them, understood quite clearly that the comfortable den, with its many blankets and comforts, was to be her home. She allowed Jupiter to wipe away the grime that coated her with a damp cloth, and when dark fell, she could not help but move her cot directly next to his own. Over the next weeks, Jupiter came to be more attached to the Ganymede. He soon found that her inability to speak did not extend to her understanding, and, with a quick intelligence, she began picking up on his dialect fairly easily. He also began to comprehend her non-verbal modes of communication, and worked with her into adapting a primitive form of sign language. Jupiter’s life began to change with Ganymede’s constant presence, and it was then that Jupiter realized she would be his Charge, something he thought he had found long ago. Although Jupiter would have been content the way they were, Ganymede couldn’t help but feel upset that no one else could understand her. After all, she had things to say, even if no one deemed them particularly important. Change came when the Aqueorrem pod joined the clan, bringing with it, Chrysaor: a deaf Aqueorrem who developed a new type of sign language that became widespread in the clan. At Jupiter’s behest, Chrysaor made daily visits to teach Ganymede and converse with her, even bringing along hatchlings from the nursery to join in on the practice. Ganymede delighted in the company of the hatchlings, particularly when they showed her how to make chains from flowers to wear and listened when she signed. Ganymede gives others her own “sign-names” as she cannot pronounce theirs, and anyone treasured enough to receive a name from her should be proud. Jupiter quickly gained the name “Haven,” the sign for “safe” combined with “H.” Herself, she calls “gifted” a mix of “able” and the letter “G” Jupiter teaches Ganymede as much as he can of their culture and ways, showing her how to interact positively with other members of the clan. While some things are more challenging for her, like casual touch, which she hates and doesn’t tolerate from strangers, others have met with a pleasant reception. Having been raised on raw meat, Ganymede is often impatient with cooking, but when Forge delivers a fresh-cooked meal to their den, Ganymede happily enjoys the many new flavors that she never tasted in her youth. She is a rather messy eater, and Jupiter has learned not to value his floor coverings overmuch. Her manners make her rather insecure, but among her family: Jupiter and Odin, there is no cause for embarrassment. Odin or “Reeds” as Ganymede thinks of him, came to them later on, and having a soft spot for Ganymede, he is often in and around their den. When it became obvious that Ganymede loved stories of all kinds, Odin made a habit of dropping by with a book to read to her. She can read herself, but she likes the sound of his voice when he reads. Although Odin guards his archive jealously, he never hesitates to allow Ganymede to peruse the shelves. When she wants, there is a cushion and a mountain of books he has selected just for her, and it is here that she occupies much of her time while Jupiter is at work. Odin will babble on about whatever task he is doing, and Ganymede will listen, enraptured in his work. Her title, Windfallen, was given to her by Jupiter in response to those outside the clan who viewed Ganymede as a burden to those around her. Rather than viewing her as an inconvenience or something to fix or discard, Jupiter affirmed that she was his “windfall,” an unexpected piece of good fortune that crossed his path. |
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