Starshot

b-day dragon

Starshot Traders Guild member, the Impossible Quest Trader. Starshot was borne a male fae with ivory basic, nightshade shimmer and ivory basic. He hopes to get crackle and a primary gene, but can't seem to decide between jupiter and bar. Personally he think his father and sister should have gone with them back to the Windswept Plateu. He wanted them to be together, as a family. At a time he and his mother were the only two left of his family, and his mother were looking to the sky more and more often. He felt like he was loosing her, and smoked silly stuff to put the sadness away. He joined the bypassing hippie junkies for a while. They roamed around the Plateu, smelling flowers and smoking water pipes. He even applied to a hippie contest! When his mother left with the Windsinger he grieved for a long time. He made up his mind to be someone she could be proud of. He currently has two jobs; impossible trades and potion making. I will not say anything more about the ladder. His handwriting is terrible. Special thanks to: Nuuskamuikkunen Cairan

Subspecies: SEAGLASS, Nightglass divisjon

Nightglass faes have a dual affinity. It can be a second element or an unexplainable skill. They are strong-willed and stubborn, yet seen as quite modest by most of their clanmates. Their wings are a treat to the eye and make pixies jealous.

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Treasure hunter

He looked around his room and felt the vibrations in his chin frills. The room hummed with a power only he could feel. It was the various items and trinkets he had collected troughout the years. Glass shards, sea shells, stones, ornaments, pendants, crowns, candles, vases and all sorts of glass or metalware. There were a few pieces of cloth, mostly draped around statues and other fragile items. It was quite the collection. He could barely breathe inside his room as the vibrations numbed his cheeks and wings.

His collection begun as a hatchling with a glass shard. He had breen fluttering along the shore with his siblings when he thought he heard something. The others heard nothing, yet their curiosity drew them into following him. When they drew close, xxxxx could feel it too. Xxxxx described it as more of a vibration, and she was right, but to him it was so powerful it rung in his tiny cheeks. It was a glass shard, its edges rounded by the powerful sea. Yyyyy thought it was a piece of amethyst, as it glinted in hues of purple. It took a long time to convince yyyyy.

As he moved to the Windflower he had already collected quite much for a fae. He hired a guardian named xxxxx and had a safe and easy trip. He wanted to go to the Windswept Plateu as it is considered the melting pot of Sorniet. There he would find a great variation of dragon and items alike.

At the Windflower border a dragon was waiting for him. She was a purple pearlcatcher draped in sky blue silks matching her aqua circuit. Welcome, xcxcx, Divine said. When you have settled in you should come see me. I am curious about your abilities. And so he did, and so they became friends. The items she could read interesting stories from were the ones that sung to him. Together they unveiled the items' stories, though they did not know what for. But it was entertaining, and a confirmation that it was real. His first glass glass shard was once a piece of a stained glass window in a beastclan temple. They had xxxxxx come by regularly to write down new stories.