Equinox
(#23256838)
Level 1 Skydancer
Familiar
Driftwood Baron
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Earth.
Male Skydancer
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Personal Style
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Measurements
Length
3.93 m
Wingspan
5.42 m
Weight
949.2 kg
Genetics
Chocolate
Cherub
Cherub
Gold
Butterfly
Butterfly
Silver
Spines
Spines
Hatchday
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Level 1 Skydancer
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
4
AGI
5
DEF
4
QCK
9
INT
9
VIT
4
MND
9
Biography
༻ E Q U I N O X ༺ - B l a c k s m i t h
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Handsome like his father, but much more sociable. He has his mother's grace and charm, as well as her handiness in the forge. This dragon's great passion is blacksmith work. ྿ Equinox, like his father, seems a bit aloof when one first meets him. It's how he holds himself and his attractive markings, giving him an air of thinking he's better than everyone. But once he gets talking, it becomes apparent that he's rather humble, all things considered, and would rather count himself one of the crowd than stand out too starkly. He is socially graceful, careful to remain neutral rather than offend someone, even if he disagrees. Some might call him placid, but he looks at this stance of neutrality as a careful tactic to stay out of trouble. He knows he can forge a blade better than anyone in his clan, but he doubts he would be the best to use it. In his work, Equinox is a dragon of considerable talent. While his siblings were learning dyework and weaving with their father, Equinox turned his attentions to what he saw as a more pertinent task: forgework. After all, he grew up in a clan plagued by monsters. The Hunters needed weapons more readily than only his mother could supply. Throughout his childhood, Equinox trained under his mother's wise and steady guidance. He perfected folding steel and the welds necessary to create strong but lightweight armor for his clanmates. His armor, tools, and weapons are sturdy, precise, and sharp. But Equinox wanted to learn more than just a few bends of metal and the setting of a few stones. He was certain there was something new he could bring to his beloved craft. He wasn't sure he would learn it in Oakrest, but he was willing to try. For years Equinox studied and practiced his craft. He watched his siblings find homes that would allow them to persue their passions, while he stayed bent at the forge. For his mother, a fire dragon, forge work was easy. She could keep the metal at the ideal temperature without burning the ore. For a time, Equinox was jealous of his mother's skill. And then he learned that metals were crystalline in nature. His earth magic made it all the easier for Equinox to manipulate the structure of his metals. His excitement knew no bounds after that. He threw himself into his work. And in time, he was rewarded with mastering his skills - no microscopic weaknesses exist in his pieces. |
By the time he was a young adult, Equinox was renowned throught Oakrest for his innovations. He experimented with different alloy blends to lighten armors and strengthen blades. He created new settings for stones. He even worked a new system to heat the forge so that he could also maintain temperatures like his mother could.
But he wasn't satisfied. He wanted to bring something even more to his beloved craft. And as the years progressed, he knew he wouldn't find it in Oakrest. He would have to travel.
So, when he grew to adulthood, his mother gave him a small enchanted pendant, with which he could summon a spark at will in order to never be without a forge. Equinox left Oakrest, his birth clan, on good terms, and he began his quest in earnest.
Over the months, he travelled across all of Dragonhome, reading old tomes in older clans, but finding no hint to any new forging techniques. He amassed a small collection of gemstones, and by setting these as pendants and bracelets, he kept his pockets lined with travelling money.
Within the year, Equinox determined that perhaps Dragonhome was not the place to learn a new forging technique. Instead, he decided to visit the Ashfall Wastes. After all, the coatls there had practically invented modern forging techniques, and they were likely on the cutting edge of new forms.
He journeyed for a long time, going slowly and enjoying the trip through the Viridian Labyrinth and the Sunbeam Ruins. He worked as he traveled, repairing everyday items like kettles and hinges in exchange for food and lodging. It kept him healthy, and it kept his hand in the game while he headed south.
Equinox had thought he was prepared for the heat of the Ashfall Wastes. He'd grown up in Dragonhome, and summers there were brutal and blistering. Equinox had greatly underestimated the territory. Open lava and flames spewed scorching heat into the air, and the pungent stench of volcanic chemicals was almost everywhere.
But he would not give up. He came to learn, and he would not be deterred by the environment.
As he journeyed through the Ashfall Wastes, Equinox explained the reason for his visit. He was met openly with mockery and scorn - after all, who would think an earth dragon would make even half as good a smith as a fire dragon? And each time he was met with laughter, Equinox continued on. He knew this was not the place to stay.
In time, exhausted and worn down, he found a flat expanse of stone that wouldn't burn his feet. It was removed from many of the forges in Emberglow Hearth. Equinox wanted badly to be close to the other blacksmiths, but he was worn down and exhausted. He would take what space he could, and he hoped his work would attract attention of old smiths who were willing to take him on as an apprentice.
It was a long time before Equinox attracted anything more than scoffing gawkers. He was careful to keep his focus on his work, and he tried as hard as he could to ensure no jeering deterred him from his welds. Nothing would be more embarrassing than to have someone see him flustered in a way that made him work poorly. After all, he shared his mother's passion for the forge, but he had his father's work ethic.
It was months before his work caught the eye of a coatl old enough to be his grandmother. Her fur was singed and patchy in places, and her golden feathers had perhaps once been a bright yellow, now faded with exposure to heat and flames. She came to Equinox's forge and started rooting through the metalwork, frowning as she turned the pieces over in her hands. When pressed, she introduced herself gruffly as "Lemoncurd," and would say no more, despite how many questions Equinox tried to ask her.
Frustrated, he returned his attentions to his forge.
The old coatl stayed for hours until she finally went on her way without a word. Equinox was left as baffled as he had been when she arrived. The next day, though, she was there at dawn.
"You've got some of the old technique," she said.
Equinox stared her down with the patience he had seen his father exercise with silk merchants.
"Where'd you learn to forge?"
But he still didn't answer. He started stoking the flames of his furnace to begin his work anew.
He heard clattering behind him as she picked up some half-finished piece. "These welds..." she began, then left her sentence hanging in the air.
Equinox stiffened. His mother had taught him a fine fashion of welding, but Equinox had always preferred the welds he found on more ancient pieces of steel. And while his mother praised them, he wasn't actually sure if they were an improvement or not. He waited, ears straining to catch any hint in Lemoncurd's voice.
"Where'd you learn these, child? These are old Earth welds. Haven't seen these in use since I was a girl. Thought they stopped using these for good when Earth started importing all her blacksmiths."
Equinox felt his temper rise, and he tried to keep calm like his father did when things went awry. "Do you need something?" he asked, finally turning to face her.
Lemoncurd smiled. "I've been seeing your work around, here and there," she said. "Came to see if you were any good. Liked what I saw. Came to see if any other teacher had snatched you up yet."
"No," he answered. "I've had no teacher since I left Dragonhome."
Lemoncurd's eyes lit, and Equinox could feel the elation pouring off her. "Dragonhome!" she said, peering in for a closer look at his eyes. "That would explain it. Pack your forge. I'll take you as my apprentice."
Over the months, Equinox studied hard under Lemoncurd's tutelage. And while he never had the natural talent that a coatl born in the Ashfall Wastes may have had, Equinox made up for it in determination and grit. Earth dragons were nothing if not tenacious and stubborn, so every time Lemoncurd pronounced his technique lacking, Equinox practiced it until he had perfected it.
But he was still only learning techniques that had already been mastered.
Frustrated by stagnation, Equinox eventually told Lemoncurd of his hopes to bring new techniques to the old art of forging. She laughed and shook her head. "Child, so much of forging has already been discovered. Satisfy yourself with what there is."
But Equinox would not be deterred.
While others slept, he worked. While others danced, he toiled over his fire. He became a shell of his old self, but his work improved all the same. He bartered with travelling merchants for books from other smiths and ancient sages. He pressed every old dragon he met for information from the time long passed, hoping something, somewhere would hold the key to his success.
And then one morning, Equinox met with his success.
It was a small thing. A simple thing. Just a marriage of old and new techniques on folding metal.
But it was innovative, and it was clever, and it was useful. Equinox could not have been happier.
He stayed with Lemoncurd for a few more months to ensure he had learned all he could from her, and to teach her his method of folding steel. But soon, he knew, it was time to move on. He had learned enough at last, and it was time to put it all into practice.
lore by ixris
base code by dystopisaurus
base code by dystopisaurus
Art by FR user Grif
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