Athraedal
(#32568735)
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
Familiar
Spidered Seat
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Energy: 48/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Ice.
Female Pearlcatcher
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
6.26 m
Wingspan
3.88 m
Weight
605.1 kg
Genetics
Gloom
Iridescent
Iridescent
Lead
Shimmer
Shimmer
Soil
Runes
Runes
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
7
INT
7
VIT
6
MND
7
Biography
ATHRAEDAL
SCRIBE
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Hers is a story of despair and resilience.
Athraedal - that was not always her name, but she chose not to remember what she once was called. She was a sweet and graceful hatchling of a wealthy family in the Southern Icefields, noble among their kind. She cannot remember the names of her parents, but she remembers the large, wooden home they lived in, the oil lamps that lit it in the dark winter months, all the diligently working mith taking care of the house, a small chapel dedicated to Lightweaver. She was raised to be polite and calm, learned reading and writing at an early age, studied hard even when her parents were away. When she thought about this at a later age, it almost was no surprise for her that this was not made to last. It happened quickly one night. She was woken up quite suddenly, but did not know what had caused it. When she ran outside to look for her parents, the house was already empty. Everyone had gone, but the fireplaces were lit, and inside, books were being burned: books that they had used to pray with, books on the magnificence of the Sunbeam Ruins. She did not understand, but when she entered her parents' bedroom, she found the statuettes that stood there - that of the Lightweaver and that of the Golden Crow - utterly destroyed. Fear took hold of her. She ran outside with nothing but an oillamp, ran through the falling snow and called her parents' names. But the shouts that responded to hers were not of anyone she knew. Before she could identify them, something hit her, and with a dull pain in her head, she fell onto the icy ground. When she woke up, she found herself in an underground prison. The reason for her imprisonment: heresy. She did not understand the words that were being spoken to her. Large, brutish dragons with bloodied mouths, among them also an elegant Skydancer with a terrifying, sweet smile, spoke to her: "a worshiper of Light must face darkness." But why was that? Never once in her life had she doubted her faith in Lightweaver who resided at the Beacon and shone light into the world. Her prayers had given her comfort in the cold winter, and now she was to be imprisoned for it? Her parents, it was said, had already died for their faith, and she was to be next. |
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In the beginning, she received a bit of water and food once a day. Then it was once a week that she could eat and drink. Then, she had to survive off the dripping water from a burst pipe in a corner of her prison, which she gathered in a shallow bowl. She asked for paper, quill and ink, and when she was allowed at least these, she began to copy her holy scriptures by memory. She prayed each night, but her strength diminished day by day, and finally, she felt she was going to die. The pain was too great, and she already planned to bathe herself in fire to reach the end more quickly, as Lightweaver herself appeared to her, and spoke:
Go now, child. The path is unlocked. Fear not your enemies, but feed on their blood. Then you may join my path again. First, she was hesitant, did not believe her eyes, but then, with a sudden burst of strength, she walked out of her prison with ease. Her jailers looked at her with terror as she slowly went towards them and drank them empty, one by one. Afterwards, it felt as though she had died. She was appalled by her own doing, but she was free. She used the time she had to search through the prison. The only remnant of her parents that she found was a locket of her mother, but there was no other trace. But what she did find was books on the veneration of Lightweaver and where it spread. Within, she found information on the Golden Crow, whom her family had venerated as a messenger of Lightweaver, and where its temple was situated. Gathering something to wear and whatever coin she could find, she went outside, but the shock came quickly: the light was hurting her scales and burned in her eyes. Regardless, she asked a caravan to bring her to the Sunbeam Ruins. They agreed, but they began whispering to each other at some point of time, and one day, she was left behind in the deserts of the southern Sunbeam Ruins, left to die as the sun threatened to burn her scales. But she was found by Tharayya, who gave her water and shelter. Together, they found the island of Arvarinar. Nowadays, she spends her time reading in the archives scattered across the island. Eagerly, she awaited the Herald of the Golden Crow. For her great skill and dutifullness, she was appointed as scribe of the Clan. She feels that she has found her home here, close to the Temple that her parents used to tell her about when she was a hatchling. The others know her as one who sings solemn chants in a strange, foreign tongue, and one who always carries the scent of incense, kindled by redwood, with her. |
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