SamuelMaybird's dragon Azalea

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Physical Attributes

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Measurements

Length

4.23 m

Wingspan

5.77 m

Weight

416.03 kg

Genetics

Peach
Cinder

Spruce
Myrid

Splash
Firebreather

Hatchday

Apr 28, 2017
(7 years)

Breed

Adult
Nocturne

Eye Type

Fire
Unusual

Level 1 Nocturne

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

Biography

◆ AZALEA ◆

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She was royalty, a princess of a small kingdom within the Flamecaller's domain. Her line sought after as her father bore the name Charizard. Such dragons given that name are favored by the Fire flight for their power, strength and bravery. Though she and her siblings aren't carbon copies of their father they still processed parts of his line.

Her brother Hyrum processed the strength of their father, able to go toe to toe with the knights at such a young age. Her sister Varlatha was an excellent magic wielder and left one night to explore the world. She warned Azalea that their kingdom will fall, it's best to flee now. She didn't believe Varlatha but at the same time did not stand in her way of leaving for her words resounded with her. Everything comes to an end.

She remained with her kingdom, watching her brother being groomed for the throne as he was older than her. She supported him but slowly saw what her sister was saying that night. Hyrum may have their father's strength but he was arrogant and vain, blinded by his heritage. He thought it carried so much weight when really it did not.

One day as Azalea visited her mother and her new siblings a messenger came rushing forward. The tiny mirror was battered and one wing barely looked flight worthy. A rivaling kingdom, well it was a group of violent dragons, attacked and killed her father. Azalea was mortified but kept her wits about her as she ushered her mother, siblings and the messenger towards the hall. She ordered them to inform everyone while ordering the city to flee. Let them take an empty city over blood soaked stones. Once they left she took to the sky to survey where the band of dragons were. They hadn't reached the east wall but it wouldn't be long, she swooped down and rang the alarm to all below and unaware. The city guards sprang into action, while moving the citizens away from the danger they readied themselves for a fight. Azalea hid as she was a high prize target and watched as her brother approaches, now the head of the guard.

The dragons tore through the wall with a powerful blast of magic and stood squared off against the guards. Hyrum puffed himself up and marched up to the ragged Ridgeback leading these rouges. To her horror she saw a nod by passed between them. It was...a coup! For what reason Azalea was not about to see as she turned and fled. She flew as fast as her wings could carry her, seeing destruction as the guards disguised as these rouges turned on the citizens. She had to find her mother before they did. She scaled one of the towers to the one place she'd guess her mother would hide. The throne room was heavily built and well fortified against most magic. She crashed through the doors as she witnessed her mother's personal guards flank her with a murderous glint.

Her mother fended off their attacks and manages to stun them as she came to her side. Her mother gave her the three young hatchlings with the order to give to the Flamecaller, let them grow up in the safety of Her flames. She also gave Azalea both her and her father's crowns, her treacherous son will never touch the crowns of the rightful rulers. They shared a final embrace before she was pushed out as the guards came too. Azalea didn't look back, she couldn't dare as she stretched out her wings and took to the sky once more. She had to avoid ground launched attacks but managed to escape with her three young siblings and the crowns. Her brother betrayed his own family...for what? That Ridgeback must have spun lies in his arrogant head. She was soothed when she saw many of the citizens fleeing to safety while she was heading for the Great Furnace. She tirelessly flew, imagining dreadful dragons chasing after her for the other heirs and the taken crowns. Thankfully she made it safely to the summit of the great volcano.

She eyed to roiling lava within and sets her little siblings down carefully, calling out to the fiery deity. "Great Flamecaller, I am a humble follower of your great flames but I come after losing everything to a treacherous brother. His actions led to my parents deaths and the collapse of my little kingdom. I bring to you my young sisters and brother. It was my mother's final wish to have them grow in your grace."

The sounds of bubbling lava and crackling flames were broken by the little ones whimpering. Azalea waited, she couldn't leave them here...alone. Her heart twists as tears brim her tired eyes, "Please Flamecaller, I.."

"Hush youngling, I have seen the plight you've fled from and the turmoil you've been through. Bring the little ones here to the edge."

Stunned and humbled beyond words Azalea gently nudged her siblings to the volcano's edge. She jumped as a large head rose from the fiery abyss. She had never thought she'd ever be given the honor to view the great Flamecaller. She was magnificent! The babies whimpered at first, scared of the unfamiliar face.

"Rest my poor dears, so small to have such tragedy. You can live with those who have come here seeking refuge. I know just the one to tend to you three. You, Azalea, give me your parents crowns. I'll make them into your own, one your brother will never find."

Azalea timidly did as commanded and placed the last pieces of her parents in the great claw. The expert metallurgist crafted a delicate headpiece for Azalea, placing it back on her head. With a wave of her claws the Flamecaller brushed away the ash and soot in the sky and points towards the ice floes beyond. "You are not safe within my territory for your brother's influence expands rapidly. To the land of the Icewarden is where you'll be safest."

Azalea did not want to go, to leave everything behind..but what choice did she have? If she stayed she'd be killed. With a heavy heart she extended her wings. "You have the bravery of Charizard, remember that."

That was the last words she heard as she took off, sailing off thermal vents towards the everlasting icy winds of the Icelands. She had lost everything, her family, her kingdom and almost her life. She will make her parents proud with the life she will lead. She does not need to be royalty to follow her heart and know what is right.

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P H A R A O H

It was such a cold day, the Blizzard had coated the outer trees pure white. Azalea doesn't remember what caused her and Jewel to go out into the snow but they did. Maybe the Matron wished to speak to her like a mother, or she wanted to know she was ok after such a tragic event. They didn't wander far before she noticed a figure half buried. She flutters over and uses her wings to clean away the sleet, looking at his glassy scales. He tried to jump up but was much to dizzy and flopping back into the snow. She called over Jewel and together they brought him to the clan. She had to admit she found him kind of cute.

She watched his shallow attempts to win her with flowers and gems. She always gave the jewels to Hestia or Moriarty depending on the cut. She finally confronted him and said if he was intent on her affections he has to actually pull his weight in the clan. He did, joining a team for the Coli with Snowball and Mason. She was impressed, a little smitten to see him work out after long training sessions. She decided to return his affections.

Azalea watched in horror as Pharaoh started to turn into the beast that took her brother away. He became consumed in his grief, building a mask of this demi god given power from the Flamecaller. She saw in dismay as he tried to sneakily to figure out to defeat Jaden, though relief came when Runewing came in and smacked him down. He slunked away to lick his wounds and she went to Autumn to see what he'd look like without those crystal scales. She knows that he has lost himself because of his heritage, what he thought he had to do to 'fix' what happened to his family and kingdom.

She stared at the scrolls she secretly bought, hating what she has to do to save him from the monster trying to consume him. She applied the spells while he slept, watching his beautiful scales fall off and give way to soft fur. She let his gembound remain for to take everything is cruel. He wasn't happy but she didn't care, in fury she lashed out and chewed him out for the stress he put the clan under. She faltered when he cowered to the ground with wide terrified eyes. He was afraid she'd chase him out but she told him that is not the case. She still loves him but wants his image in the clan well earned, not given.

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