ShadowReaper
(#17749527)
Level 25 Guardian
Familiar
Gladeveins Needletooth
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Energy: 43/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Shadow.
Female Guardian
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
15.34 m
Wingspan
13.66 m
Weight
10716.74 kg
Genetics
Midnight
Iridescent
Iridescent
Midnight
Shimmer
Shimmer
Mulberry
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Guardian
Max Level
STR
119
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
69
INT
5
VIT
19
MND
5
Biography
I was born in the midst of shadows. The night was so dark that there was little difference between the inside of my egg and the outside world. My parents were nowhere to be found. From the scents surrounding my nest, I gathered that my father had died. His scent was faded and lined with decay. My mother's scent was that of a living being, but it was at least several days old. For some time I clung to the hope that she would return for me. After a week I was forced to resign myself to the fact that I had been abandoned. I had to learn to survive on my own, watching other dragons and the beasts of the wilderness. Their methods of survival were locked into my memory, free for me to use for my own benefit. I learned to be silent, unseen, and swift. The one thing I lacked was trust, for after the abandonment of my parents I was left with no confidence in dragonkind.
Years passed. I caught enough prey and found the shelter I needed to survive, but each day was more difficult than the last. Even though I mistrusted other dragons, it became unbearably lonely in the depths of the woods. In time my motivation to live began to fade, until eventually I stopped eating. I collapsed to the ground outside my lair and waited for the end to come, the sounds of eager predators drawing in from all sides. Through my blurry vision I could see the silhouettes of a pack of dragons, rogues who had tracked me down to fill their own stomachs. I knew the time of my death had come, for I had no strength left to defend myself.
Cries of pain filled the air. They weren't mine, but why would the rogues be afraid? Before me I saw a massive imperial, his dark scales scarred and his eyes the blood red of plague. The rogues fled quickly, turning coward the moment a real fight presented itself. I later learned his name was Ares. To my surprise, I learned he had been watching me for some time. How could I not have noticed him? My stealth had rarely failed me. In any case, he was not my enemy. Apparently my skills had impressed him, and he wanted me to join him in training strong warriors. Perhaps my life could have some use after all.
Today I act as the lead fighter and instructor to the warriors, working along the imperial Hysminai. My students learn to be ruthless, merciless, and hard. Weakness has no place in a world such as this. They venture out into the depths of darkness to find resources and battle for the clan. I know the weaknesses of each and every one, how far they can be pushed before they collapse into despair. Only by being pushed to the brink of your abilities can you improve. It is for their own good. If they are wounded, it is not my problem; when such things happen in the wild, there is no one to bandage your wounds and tell you it's going to be okay. Comfort is for hatchlings, not warriors. In the end, they will thank me for this.
Despite being a fixture of the clan, I still am consumed by mistrust. I have confidence in Ares as the one who rescued me, but the rest of my clanmates might as well be from another clan entirely. In many ways, I am still alone. I have a mate and children, not for the sake of love, but because a clan with many warriors is a strong one. I have tried to develop feelings for them – if not love, at least the familial concern a mother should have. So far I have not been successful. Opening up is impossible. We tolerate each other out of necessity, and that is all. One thing I do know is that I will never abandon them. I am a living example of the sorrow that comes from such things.
art by Snafflewyrm
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