Kaen
(#23682911)
Level 11 Skydancer
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.63 m
Wingspan
4.27 m
Weight
457.38 kg
Genetics
Orange
Tiger
Tiger
Sand
Shimmer
Shimmer
Maize
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 11 Skydancer
EXP: 12141 / 34264
STR
4
AGI
20
DEF
19
QCK
21
INT
23
VIT
21
MND
19
Biography
Kaen
;; the blind warrior | she/her/hers
"She appeared without a sound. No creak of the floor, no tap of footsteps - just the ever-so-subtle breeze from a passing body. She looked like a wraith of reds and oranges, draped in more cloth than flesh. A ragged blindfold covered her eyes. She was dismissable, almost forgettable. But she wasn't. Every dragon in the Inn seemed keenly aware of her presence. They'd tense up when she neared, even if they hadn't yet noticed her. They shifted and frowned and seemed to feel something off. It took me weeks to puzzle out why. Kaen moved with a catlike grace. The poise of a warrior ready to spring. She was a predator, from the edges of her feathers to the tips of her claws. And everyone could feel it."
- the travel journal of Storyteller Lost
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Information Name // Kaen -- Meaning of name // of the flame Alignment // Chaotic Neutral Class // Fighter Personality // Kaen is a quiet soul, speaking softly and rarely. Yet her wit is sharp as her talons, and her senses even more so. She does not hesitate to tear down the arrogant and condescending, but would never admit to her skill with hatchlings; for as uncomfortable as they make her, Kaen could never bring herself to hurt one. She speaks little of her past; her time in her birth clan is almost completely unknown to her clanmates. But they've all witnessed the nightmares. And, to a select few, Kaen has confided little details. Haunting memories. But no one knows the complete story. -- Likes // tranquility, misty mornings, the scent of life -- Dislikes // hatchlings, rotten things, loud noise Background // BACKGROUND -- History // Kaen hails from the Scarred Wasteland, hatched to a scrappy clan eking out survival in the Wandering Contagion. The wasteland was very much a world of kill or be killed - or, sometimes, kill and be killed anyways. Pestilence and death abounded; very rarely did a hatchling live long enough to see four seasons. Only the best hunters and fighters thrived. Kaen's hatching carried high hopes that she would grow into a strong warrior and asset to her clan. But she was never given a chance, born blind as if a sign of the Plaugebringer's malcontent. Seen as unfit to live, only her mother's pleading saved her. Instead of death, Kaen was adopted as a slave, given no true name. But when alone, her mother called her Kaen - 'of the flame'. With a cloth tied around empty eyes and head bowed to others, the Kaen was kicked, beaten, and abused through her first year of life. It was a miracle she didn't die. Her mother took it as a sign of strength; the rest of the clan viewed it as the Plaugebringer's continual curse. Yet Kaen fought for survival each day, surviving on scraps and her mother's love. Finally, around the anniversary of her first year, the clan's fortunes took a turn for the worse. Kaen took the blame. The clan abandoned her on the edge of the territory, hoping that would finally sate the Plaugebringer's wrath. With nowhere to go, Kaen contented herself to wander until death. Only she didn't die. Through a combination of luck, skill, rock-hard stubbornness, and maybe a little of the Plaguebringer's favor, Kaen found just enough to survive. She drifted without direction, unknowingly headed south towards the border of the Windswept Plateau. It was there, close to the border, that she caught her first whiff of life. A meager breeze somehow drifted through the waste and rot of the Scarred Wasteland, carrying with it the scents of fresh air, grass, and bamboo. Practically intoxicated, Kaen drew upon the last of her strength to follow. She found a small, grassy clearing full of withered shrubs and stunted bamboo. It was still a scarred place, touched by the Plaugebringer's power, but within Wind territory. It smelled of broken, scarred life - like her. Kaen collapsed then and there, surrounded by the best scents she'd ever smelled. And that might've been the end of the tiny, emaciated, blind young skydancer, had a certain blue tundra not stumbled upon her. Blue, master of all lost things, took Kaen to the Inn. It was there that she learned compassion, and curiosity, and independence - and fighting. Now perhaps the most feared warrior in the clan, Kaen patrols the Crosslands in search of other lost souls. She's brought more than one dragon to the Inn. Notes // +Doesn't fly often, because she fears falling or crashing. It's almost a second blindness to her, as she uses the ground to keep herself oriented. +Relies heavily on her sensitive antenna to not only sense surrounding vibrations, but the feelings and emotions of other dragons. +A very good listener when others have a problem, and wise beyond her years. +Quiet by nature +Has the uncanny ability to know when something living - dragon, beastclanner, or other - is nearby. This frustrates Pathfinder to no end, yet the young fae has yet to give up trying to fool her. |
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