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Personal Style
Apparel
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Scene
Measurements
Length
3.46 m
Wingspan
3.36 m
Weight
170.09 kg
Genetics
Platinum
Giraffe
Giraffe
Silver
Daub
Daub
Charcoal
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Tundra
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
7
VIT
7
MND
7
Biography
Alchemist of Glacies Ventus
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Nature: Silent, yet sadistic. Gemini holds a horrible secret between her harmless appearance.
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Glacies Ventus Relations
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Petram (Father)
Dionysus (Brother)
Thanatos (Mate)
Zerula (Daughter)
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Theme Song: The Doctor's Wife by The Clockwork Quartet
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She’d had everything she could ever need.
Her parents were highly esteemed members of the lair Glacies Ventus- her father was clan Recorder, and gave her and her brother a wonderful education. She and Dionysus were by far, two of the most intellectual dragons in the clan- behind their prodigal father, of course. She was respected, and she was humble enough to take her power with responsibility.
On her eighth birthday, she discovered a deep down craving for something she’d never known was possible- science. The mere thought of creating something living made her clawtips tingle.
She set her life to studying and reading, though her interests were rather unsettling to dragons of the lair. Where was their easygoing, loving dragonet Gemini? She’d been replaced with a dragon, nose- deep in scrolls and books. ‘The Dragon Mind’, or ‘Files of Life’, for instance. Her peaking interest drew dragons away from her- though, through her hazy vision, she ignored them and continued on her research.
Her first successful transmutation of science was on a simple organism of life- after years of picking apart plants of all types, she found the perfect specimen- a dying Manaweed on the outskirts of Wind territory.
She took its dying form, cultivating all what she’d learned into the single plant- Maybe, just maybe. The slim chance that she was bringing something, or someone, back to life, excited her to the bone. She spent days within her named laboratory, given to her by the fearful dragons of the lair- they had thought it would have been better if her decrepit thoughts and strange actions stayed confined to the smaller space. She rarely spoke to her family anymore- she talked to herself, more than anything. Her rambling often scared the clanfolk, but her muddled mind brushed them off and continued her attempt.
After eighteen days, a dragon could be known to collapse from hunger- but after the weeks spent in her room, void of all nutrition, Gemini emerged triumphantly with a plant full of life, pulsing with an unearthly purple glow. Dragons asked her how she’d done it- she seemed not to hear them, engrossed in her own fascination. There was a chance her clanmates’ attitudes were fascinated as well, but mostly… mostly, there was only fear.
A dragon brought something back from the dead?
This wasn’t the work of magic- no, there was no aura of sorcery around it at all. Her claws were stained in glowing substances, yet she had no magic in her blood at all.
Had… had she created an artificial magic? No. No, that was impossible- no dragon had ever done that before. Not the greatest magicians, not even the Arcanist himself.
Perhaps she had done what even the deities could not.
The following years were peculiar- they rarely saw the science- engrossed Tundra outside of her lair. Dragons would leave food outside the door, but scarcely did they ever see any of the meal missing. For a while, they wondered if she was dead, but over time they managed to forget the mad scientist.
Her mother, Argentum, however, did not. The panicked mother kept to herself and her mate, who listened to her ramble night after night about their missing daughter.
In weeks following… dragons started going missing. others saw… limbs- no, things- creatures, even, crawl from rotting holes in the stone walls. Arms- legs, eyes, of unknown creatures, crawling after them. They found their ways into the caves, crawling amongst sleeping dragons. When the holes in the wall were looked through, a glaring green light blinded curious dragons into running away.
Argentum spent days pleading at her daughter’s door, trying to make the Tundra alchemist change her ways. Dragons were beginning to blame the missing clanmates on her- Argentum could only hope that it was untrue- the rumors that she was using dragons in her experiments. That the creatures roaming the clan… were the bodily parts of her own species.
It was around a year later when the Guardian managed to wrench a response from her insane daughter.
“Don’t worry, Mother… I’ll be done, soon.”
Argentum never went back to sleep.
A lifeless door creaked open, and the Guardian seemed to me drawn in… she should have known.
Gemini was trying to bring dragons back to life.
Inside the hole was the lifeless corpses of dragons, some twitching madly, while others pulsed with horrible glows. Failed attempts to revive a cadaver- perhaps her mother could provide for her whatever these failures had not.
Argentum died at her daughter’s claws.
No matter what she tried, though, she could not bring her mother back from the dead… just like every other dragon lying dead in the room.
No matter what she had tried, she couldn’t bring back the dead.
Petram quickly uncovered her gruesome work in the next few days, and she became Glacies Ventus’s second prisoner in their history.
While sitting, pondering in the dungeon, she befriended Thanatos, a long- time prisoner of the lair. She learned his story- and through it, cleared her mind as well. The two dragons hatched four eggs together, but only one hatched alive- they named her Zerula, the goddess of death, and hid her from the outside world.
The dragonet has taken a strange liking to… death.
Perhaps it is an omen?
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Nature: Silent, yet sadistic. Gemini holds a horrible secret between her harmless appearance.
~-.-~-.-~-.-~-.-~-.-~-.-~-.-~-.-~-.-~
Glacies Ventus Relations
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Petram (Father)
Dionysus (Brother)
Thanatos (Mate)
Zerula (Daughter)
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Theme Song: The Doctor's Wife by The Clockwork Quartet
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She’d had everything she could ever need.
Her parents were highly esteemed members of the lair Glacies Ventus- her father was clan Recorder, and gave her and her brother a wonderful education. She and Dionysus were by far, two of the most intellectual dragons in the clan- behind their prodigal father, of course. She was respected, and she was humble enough to take her power with responsibility.
On her eighth birthday, she discovered a deep down craving for something she’d never known was possible- science. The mere thought of creating something living made her clawtips tingle.
She set her life to studying and reading, though her interests were rather unsettling to dragons of the lair. Where was their easygoing, loving dragonet Gemini? She’d been replaced with a dragon, nose- deep in scrolls and books. ‘The Dragon Mind’, or ‘Files of Life’, for instance. Her peaking interest drew dragons away from her- though, through her hazy vision, she ignored them and continued on her research.
Her first successful transmutation of science was on a simple organism of life- after years of picking apart plants of all types, she found the perfect specimen- a dying Manaweed on the outskirts of Wind territory.
She took its dying form, cultivating all what she’d learned into the single plant- Maybe, just maybe. The slim chance that she was bringing something, or someone, back to life, excited her to the bone. She spent days within her named laboratory, given to her by the fearful dragons of the lair- they had thought it would have been better if her decrepit thoughts and strange actions stayed confined to the smaller space. She rarely spoke to her family anymore- she talked to herself, more than anything. Her rambling often scared the clanfolk, but her muddled mind brushed them off and continued her attempt.
After eighteen days, a dragon could be known to collapse from hunger- but after the weeks spent in her room, void of all nutrition, Gemini emerged triumphantly with a plant full of life, pulsing with an unearthly purple glow. Dragons asked her how she’d done it- she seemed not to hear them, engrossed in her own fascination. There was a chance her clanmates’ attitudes were fascinated as well, but mostly… mostly, there was only fear.
A dragon brought something back from the dead?
This wasn’t the work of magic- no, there was no aura of sorcery around it at all. Her claws were stained in glowing substances, yet she had no magic in her blood at all.
Had… had she created an artificial magic? No. No, that was impossible- no dragon had ever done that before. Not the greatest magicians, not even the Arcanist himself.
Perhaps she had done what even the deities could not.
The following years were peculiar- they rarely saw the science- engrossed Tundra outside of her lair. Dragons would leave food outside the door, but scarcely did they ever see any of the meal missing. For a while, they wondered if she was dead, but over time they managed to forget the mad scientist.
Her mother, Argentum, however, did not. The panicked mother kept to herself and her mate, who listened to her ramble night after night about their missing daughter.
In weeks following… dragons started going missing. others saw… limbs- no, things- creatures, even, crawl from rotting holes in the stone walls. Arms- legs, eyes, of unknown creatures, crawling after them. They found their ways into the caves, crawling amongst sleeping dragons. When the holes in the wall were looked through, a glaring green light blinded curious dragons into running away.
Argentum spent days pleading at her daughter’s door, trying to make the Tundra alchemist change her ways. Dragons were beginning to blame the missing clanmates on her- Argentum could only hope that it was untrue- the rumors that she was using dragons in her experiments. That the creatures roaming the clan… were the bodily parts of her own species.
It was around a year later when the Guardian managed to wrench a response from her insane daughter.
“Don’t worry, Mother… I’ll be done, soon.”
Argentum never went back to sleep.
A lifeless door creaked open, and the Guardian seemed to me drawn in… she should have known.
Gemini was trying to bring dragons back to life.
Inside the hole was the lifeless corpses of dragons, some twitching madly, while others pulsed with horrible glows. Failed attempts to revive a cadaver- perhaps her mother could provide for her whatever these failures had not.
Argentum died at her daughter’s claws.
No matter what she tried, though, she could not bring her mother back from the dead… just like every other dragon lying dead in the room.
No matter what she had tried, she couldn’t bring back the dead.
Petram quickly uncovered her gruesome work in the next few days, and she became Glacies Ventus’s second prisoner in their history.
While sitting, pondering in the dungeon, she befriended Thanatos, a long- time prisoner of the lair. She learned his story- and through it, cleared her mind as well. The two dragons hatched four eggs together, but only one hatched alive- they named her Zerula, the goddess of death, and hid her from the outside world.
The dragonet has taken a strange liking to… death.
Perhaps it is an omen?
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