Coralli

Lady Coralli | Skirmisher and Warrior | Trainer | Boisterous

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"Whats this, some new comer? Come here! Yes you! I ain't got all damn day. Step in to the rink! You look like you could use a drubbin' to put some iron in your spine!"

The guardian is serious. She's grinning widely. You look around wildly. Everyone is purposefully not meeting your eyes. You're on your own.

"Now then my shrinking violet, I won't have your guys for garters, but you could use some trainin an' I ain't letting you face whats comin' without knowing how to bite back!"

She doesn't let you escape for three sweaty, wretched hours.

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The only child remaining from Killa and Sayri’s first clutch, Coralli is the closest to a princess the clan has, her siblings long having gone to other clans, or honouring their clan by serving the Tidelord. While her rank and heritage would bestow upon her many privileges, Coralli was hatched at a time when the clan had little power and resources, and does not stand on ceremony. Indeed, she has helped build the clan from the ground up since she was but a hatchling, and has more than earned her worth, growing up into a formidable daughter of Water.

Coralli’s Charge is the training of those under her protection in battle. She has dedicated herself to train their lair members, cheerfully whacking and bruising her proteges until they can give back some of what they take. Her prowess has led to her becoming one of the clan’s main warriors, often battling alongside her father to defend lair and home against the Shade, bringing back treasures and a long line of victories.

She is a warm and commanding dragon, with an unfortunately overbearing personality and a tendency to be brash and steamroll other’s voices. Where her mother is caught up organizing and running the clan, Coralli is the clan’s trainer, in charge of teaching hatchlings how to defend themselves and leading the members who desire to be worthy of the Tidelord into training and combat, with no interest in leading the lair someday. Her voice, however, is good in council, often cutting to the center of matters and simplifying some options where otherwise the Inner Council would tarry too long.

Dedicated entirely to her clan’s well being, Coralli originally did not take a permanent mate, choosing instead to dally here and there as the mood struck her, though for a time it seemed to be taken with one of the old guard, Rubrum, before he chose to rise to the challenge and was exalted. More recently, however, she has found herself spending more time laughing with the quiet Symbiogenesis, the Plague Ambassador of the clan, building a true partnership with the tough tundra.

The guardian has a weakness for the clan’s familiars, often routinely switching with one to spend the day with so as to befriend them all, but is more often found in company of the Warcats.