Duanwu

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(Duanwu dragon, born the night before the dragon-boat festival.)

This coatl is a loyal wandering martial artist who finds the best aspects of life wish an ease born from a lack thereof. In no hurry, yet swift with purpose, this is a dragon walking a road of her own, a steady and independent gait bringing her closer and tearing her apart from her pears. With staunch convictions of her own, she remains a moor in the wavering tide, a forever listening ear thoughtfully welcoming towards the cadence of wood and water. Carrying a calm disposition, she is a reliable protector in the storm.

Duanwu's parents were lost soon after her birth, taken by the very same political machinations they were part of. Surrounded by adversity and tribulation, she grew up appreciative of the small things around her, a servant and orphan in a clan that was not her own. Looks marked her an outsider, and had her wishing for a home with more belonging.

Early on she learned to care in a ways unclouded by the schemes coiling through the clan, snaring those tangles within. Swept up in the differences, the clans around waged wars of greed and vanishing returns, driven by resentment so entrenched that to remove it meant rending apart the foundations on which they had settled.

In the following riots and fires, the hatchling slipped out with the exiled, barely manage to escape the carnage wrought by the plotting of selfish young heirs and old covetous masters. Abandoned and disconnected, the dragon's wistful wanderlust took her on a journey to find herself, explore the peoples around her and uncover the intricacies which led to her fate.

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