Stryves

XXX★ Stryves Commander of the Troop and bodyguard of the leader★

Powerful / Harsh / Grumpy Stryves was the leader of the former Amazon-Clan. Now she's one of the two commanders of the clan of Visions. Her work includes the training of advanced warriors, the organisation of the special troop and the safety of the clan. The markings on her body are often misinterpreted as the well known crackle gene but actually they're scars from an old battle she once fought against a mighty fire mage. Her Charge is the clan leader Yerna.

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The plaque flight - the epitome of strength, of survival.
Only the strongest can continue living. The ones who can change theirselves and adapt the best to their environment are worth of being called emperors of Sornieth.

Many months ago there was a young Ridgeback.
She was born in the depts of the Rotrock Rim. Soon after she hatched, the little girl had to learn survival the hard way.
She ran away from home. Merely a day old the little one had to fight with the beastclans, find save places to sleep and hunt her own food. Quick she became elder and stronger.

While she made her way across Sornieth she battled every opponend she could find. Nobody could stand in her way. With every win she became more and more powerful. But while her powers grew she also made a terrible mistake - she started to underestimate her foes.

One day the strong Ridgeback arrived at the Molten Scar in the Ashfall Wastes. Not many beasts have crossed her paths for a long time. She already earned a bad name.
A little bit bored she flew around and looked for enemies to crush. Suddenly she saw a silhouette in the molten lava. Interested the young dragon stopped in the air and screamed: "You! Dare to fight me, the mighty Stryves - the strongest Ridgeback in all of Sornieth!"

The Skydancer in the lava turned their head towards the cawing Ridgeback. Slowly they spreaded their gigantic wings and soared into the sky until they were almost eye to eye with Stryves.
With a deep, throaty voice they growled: "I am Shakarr - fire mage of the Clan of Searing Fires. I accept your challenge. But be warned, young Ridgeback, I am one of the mightiest mages in these lands and I won't spare you just because you're immature and callow."

Stryves laughed. "Spare ME? We'll see who will be defeated in the end won't we?" She screached and reached back for her first hit - but the mage was fast.
They flied around her quickly while they mumbled their first spell. Soon a ring of little flames surrounded Stryves. She knew that she just couldn't fight them with her bare hands and she clearly wasn't the type for magic so she tried to dodge them as good as she could.

The mage shooted more and more fire balls towards her and she quickly couldn't dodge them all. Stryves got exhausted too quick. Soon one of the flames hit her at the end of her left wing. First she didn't notice it but the magic flames burned a white mark-like scar where it hit. The white fire quickly made it's way up until Stryves noticed it and tried to smother it by rolling in the dirt.

"I hope you learned your lesson now, kid." The powerful mage gnarled. They turned around and wanted to return to their clan. "Lesson? What lesson? That old people give up too early?" Stryves spit some blood on the ground. That's when the fire mage turned around with a furious expression in their eyes. They formed a gigantic fireball and threw it directly at the young dragon.

"...that you have to learn when to stop."


The mighty fire mage has left many hours ago and cold raindrops started to fall on the motionless body of the prideful Ridgeback. She wasn't dead but she couldn't find the strenght to get up either.

That last fireball hit her right in the face and burned it almost completely. Now a big white scar, just like the one on her wings, covers the largest part of her face - including her left eye - and unfortunately also her whole body.

"This can't be true..." The Ridgeback mumbled to herself. She was never beaten before. Nobody could've stopped her. With blind force she slamed her fist on the ground and cried out in pain.

Slowly she got up and walked through the desert. Her body was damaged, her pride shattered. She couldn't look at herself anymore without feeling disgust but she also didn't want to give up.

The fallen Queen now wanted to get up, change and become even more powerful to one day get her revenge. The first thing she needed was a new face, a new body. Ridgebacks are pretty well known for their "borrowing" so this was one of the last times Stryves would borrow something to help her get a new life.

She arrived at a huge marketplace. Disguised under a large, brown cloak the Ridgeback walked from shop to shop. She was searching for something - there! Finally she found a market stall, over and over covered in scrolls.

Stryves knew that she had to be quick or else someone might see and recognize her. She waited until the shopkeeper was busy discussing about the price of a gene scroll with a noisey Skydancer and quickly grabbed the first breed change scroll she could find and hid it in the folds of her cloak. The shopkeeper warily looked over to her but she pretended to compare the prices of two other scrolls.

After a while she began to stroll along the shops again and just as she was out of sight she hid behind a large tree. Slowly she red the magic words on the scroll out loud. Stryves knew that it worked because her scars, the most magical thing about her, now began to glow.

Just when she finished the last word the scroll began to burn itself. She now quickly slipped the cloak off and as she wanted to stand up her legs began to get shaky. Her body was changing and a piercing pain was flowing through every part of it.

When the pain finally stopped she managed to nutate to a nearby lake to look at herself. First she couldn't see anything because the wind was drawing little waves on the surface but after a while Stryves looked directly into her own eye.

The eye of a Guardian.



A few weeks have passed and Stryves slowly got used to her new body. At first it was very difficult because she got smaller compared to her old Ridgeback-self.

She now wore a large, muddy looking mantle made out of the cloak she wore when she borrowed that scroll as well as leather wraps around her arms and legs. This improvised clothing barely covered her white scars but it made her feel better. Besides the pieces of fabric and leather Stryves got a steel belt with an old broadsword attached to it. Also a pair of mighty antlers grew on her head.

Now she was walking along the Tsunami Flats to study other Guardians. Since her Ridgeback-instincts were still a part of Stryves she tried to aviod the water as good as she could but her new Guardian-self also wanted to hop in and dive deep down to the underwater-caves.

Stryves spent many days at the Sea of a Thousand Currents and met many female Guardians who were all masters of different kinds. They spent much time together and soon they decided to form a traveling clan - with Stryves as their leader.

The newly formed clan soon became famous as the Clan of Amazons since all members were strong, female Guardians. The strongest of them was their leader of course, which everybody just called the Queen of the Amazons. They travelled all around Sornieth and never stayed too long on the same place. The dragons fought, they hunted and they traded their goods with many different clans. Often they found a nest to sleep and friends (as well as amours) in those clans along the way but they always moved on.

Well, not always.




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