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Antheia

(#27760839)

Level 1 Skydancer

Familiar

Spirit of Nature

Energy: 47/50

Personal Style

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Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

5.25 m

Wingspan

4.2 m

Weight

868.49 kg

Genetics

Mantis
Petals

Olive
Butterfly

Pumpkin
Basic

Hatchday

Oct 16, 2016
(7 years)

Breed

Adult
Skydancer

Eye Type

Nature
Common

Level 1 Skydancer

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

none

Biography

______________A N T H E I A______________

Nature Gifted

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"I shall let the flora envelop me."
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B I O G R A P H Y

Main Theme: Premonition.

______ At a young age, Antheia had been the uproar of the clan upon her birth. Not many had a second thought about the pregnancy of another dragon, the children would come and the clan would move on after a proper congratulation. But Antheia was different, as she was freed from the confines of her egg, immediately the nurses who had been overseeing the nests noticed the differentiation. Unlike her siblings, who bore nothing but fur on and a set of wings on their back, flowers sprouted from her as if she herself was a garden that flora would continue to flourish from. Many wondered at the sight, some even claiming the very Gladeskeeper herself had blessed this child. People worshiped her as a god, and thus rose the through the ranks of the clan with but a single twitch of her wings.

______ As time went on, the occasion arose to where she was slowly but surely maturing. She was 16 now, and all from her clan mingled their efforts to throw her a huge celebration. She stood atop and observed people bring forth their gifts, hoping to appease her and blessing her with their best wishes. Her rise to fame and fortune put a perspective on her situation and those around her, often making her ponder the clan's decisions. As the party swirled into conversations of joyous laughter and festive dancing, in mere seconds, it was ripped and torn into that of a waking nightmare. The thrum of beating wings reached the merriment down below, and screams rang out in the village as the Plague aligned dragons swooped down, pouncing on the festivities below. The minuscule amount of dragons who resisted their binds were slain, and those who begrudgingly let them were forced to witness the tragedy. Darting from the sky, a large Guardian snatched Antheia from her throne, and flying off as anguished cries were sent echoing into the darkened forest.

______ No matter how many times she cried out or struggled, she knew she would never return home. She knew she would never escape the clutches of these dragons who had ferried her away from everything she once knew and loved. Her parents, her friends, everything. She was kept as a prisoner until they settled the clan rivalry that had been brewing for years. Antheia had not a single clue of this rivalry, as politics were kept out of her reach. She was only showered in the finest of news and luxuries. After 3 years of enduring this pain, a guard who felt pity for her had released her. Anyone with a keen eye could tell that he was a recent addition to the guard post. She had never laid eyes upon the man's face in her 3 years of residing in that cell. He unlocked the cage and shackles that clawed at her ankles and wrists, begging her not to abandon them. As she bounded into the nearest territory, the last thing she heard from there was vicious shouting and vile words. After a week of wandering in what seemed to be a starlit forest, she came upon a periwinkle Imperial, who took interest to her intentions. Antheia did not tell him, but bid him that he allow her in, as she had nowhere else to return to. He led her to the clan to speak with Nyx, who let Antheia reside in the clan, feeling sympathy for the poor Skydancer as she shared the entangled flora within her body. She excuses herself once a year to scour the nature territory in the vain pursual of her clan, but every time she returns empty handed, more grief stricken than she had been before she set off. She's rather quiet and keeps to herself, reluctant to open up.

______ Art;

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