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Andvari

(#30103776)

Level 1 Skydancer

Familiar

Bluefin Charger

Energy: 50/50

Personal Style

Apparel

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Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

4.27 m

Wingspan

4.89 m

Weight

520.43 kg

Genetics

Ice
Speckle

Ice
Freckle

White
Gembond

Hatchday

Jan 15, 2017
(7 years)

Breed

Adult
Skydancer

Eye Type

Ice
Common

Level 1 Skydancer

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Ullr
Syn

Offspring

none

Biography

ANDVARI
scholar, in search of answers

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^{Member of the}

Aleasithek
^{Traders in Adamantite}

Theme

ANDVARI
scholar, in search of answers

Andvari was the first Living Blizzard born instead of created. He was surely an oddity beside his sister, the two siblings drawing many curious dragons their way. Because it was quite a happening that two dragons that didn't even have solid bodies had a nest together. Specially when their hatchlings didn't have solid bodies either, the wind beckoning to the hatchlings as it had to their parents.

The novelty of their birth wore off withing long and the two siblings were allowed to figure life out on their own with their parents watching them closely. Like his mother, Andvari was mildly paranoid. He carried none of his father's grief, however, and spent his days mostly on his own as he let his thoughts wander. It was clear he was a thinker and it soon became the norm to find him hiding away either with a book or simply his thoughts.

Andvari did admit, after a while, that one of the things he thought so hard about was why he and his sister existed. Logic demanded that they shouldn't and Andvari had thought of it often, trying to find answers to blurry questions he couldn't put into words.

As soon as they were old enough to be allowed some freedom, Andvari tended to linger in the Library pouring over books and writing notes. While his sister didn't seem to care much for finding answers to things, Andvari did and he spent countless hours pestering someone into teaching him to read and write so he could do his research effectively.

By the time he was considered a young adult he had filled out a number of notebooks with information and little tidbits he'd found on the theory of magic, oddities and the Living Blizzards themselves. He'd found patterns and learned all about different subspecies, trying to identify similarities and trying to drag himself to the answer as to how he existed and why. A tedious task, for sure, and one Andvari was starting to doubt he'd find the answers to in Valhall.

^{T R O P H I E S}
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Perhaps, he thought to himself, his answers laid beyond the walls of ice he'd come to know as home. Perhaps he had to leave if he wanted to find the answers to his questions.

Any thought to his own quest, however, was put on halt when his family tore itself apart. It'd been a genuine fear of his for quite some time already, but he'd known it would come. His mother and sister hadn't seen eye to eye practically ever and though he spent most of his time in the Library only a fool failed to notice. And when the whole mess blew up, his sister boldly declaring her hatred and intention to leave, he felt his world crumble.

And it solidified his determinations. Without his sister there, Valhall wasn't quite as much of a home. The two, despite their differences, were tight. They'd shared a room since birth, he'd gone on a few adventures with her and she'd sat with him and read once in a while. They were quite independent and solid individuals, but they had ties that went beyond comprehension. But if his sister left, then why should he stay?

Andvari watched her leave with a heavy heart. He wished her all the best, of course, he did and sent with her an empty notebook. He wished for them to meet again, one day, and she the same. And then she was gone.

Two weeks later, Andvari was the one standing outside the gates. He had his own satchel, packed and ready, and while it wasn't easy to leave he felt the call of the world. He wanted to leave. To see things. To learn.

He kissed his parents' goodbye and, unlike his sister, he did promise to keep in touch. At least he intended to try. And with a few backward glances, he set off into the frozen wasteland to find answers.

After traversing many places, Coldwinds seemed like the perfect place for him to set down - at least for a while before he parted again on his journey. He found out the king is a rare wardenite, one who can contact the ancient spirits looking for answers and guidance.
He started researching on events past and focused on finding answers for the sect's dragons' questions.

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