Carmen
(#34374755)
Level 1 Skydancer
Familiar
Golden Bantam Fangar
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Ice.
Female Skydancer
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
3.18 m
Wingspan
5.01 m
Weight
502.23 kg
Genetics
Coral
Cherub
Cherub
Bubblegum
Shimmer
Shimmer
Rose
Opal
Opal
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Skydancer
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
4
AGI
5
DEF
4
QCK
9
INT
9
VIT
4
MND
9
Biography
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"L’amour est un oiseau rebelle Que nul ne peut apprivoiser, Et c’est bien in vain qu’on l’appelle S’il lui convient de refuser." - Georges Bizet ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ “They love me. . . they love me not. . . they love me? They lo-" “Carmen!” a pearlescent Skydancer snapped at the younger dragon who sat plucking the petals from a daisy before allowing them to fall to the ground around her. “What are you doing?” There was an awkward silence between them before Carmen scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Like you would care. . .” Carmen always knew when someone was lying. Even when her ‘family’ told her that she was born in the Cathedral, the Skydancer knew that they weren’t telling her the truth. “Well, she’s certainly not my mother!” Carmen would sneer, pointing a curved claw towards Lilith who glared back at her furiously. “Now you listen here young lady!” Of course Lilith knew that the younger Skydancer was right. The Faeries had stolen Carmen as a hatchling, plucking the young Skydancer from her nest and taking her back to the Cathedral of Eyes. When Lilith first saw the sleeping hatchling, she presumed that Carmen would be like all the others. A sacrifice. She sharpened the curved metal claw she wore in preparation before a voice rang through the air behind her. “Not so fast Lilith. We’ve had a change of plans, we’re keeping that one”. The Skydancer froze at the sound of her queen’s voice before nodding slowly, “yes, my lady”. Lilith raised the young Skydancer as if she were her own daughter, teaching Carmen to sing and dance and act like a ‘proper lady of the court’, a phrase that always made the younger dragon roll her eyes. There were other dragons, other hatchlings, from time to time, but many of them vanished before Carmen got the chance to know them and she never had many friends. As she grew, Carmen became increasingly rebellious and took every opportunity she got to avoid her ‘mother’s’ lessons. She would slip away, running through the halls and corridors that comprised the ancient Cathedral. Then, one day, she stumbled across the tunnels. They were a series of ancient corridors carved crudely from the stone and lit dimly by a series of candles. They ran for miles into the cliffs beneath the Cathedral and Carmen couldn’t wait to discover what secrets they held. The catacombs proved to be among the best places to evade Lilith and Carmen came to hide and explore the passages often. She mapped them out in her mind; the ones that led to a hidden cove at sea-level or to the various workshops used by a mysterious group of Imperials. She also found the vault; a great circular door that would’t budge no matter how hard Carmen pressed against it. It was after a particularly bad fight with Lilith that Carmen had taken off into the labyrinthine catacombs. She passed by all the usual landmarks, but this time. . . had that door always been there? The door shimmered in the dull candlelight as if it were made of solid gold and light streamed from the cracks around its edges. Her curiosity piqued, Carmen pressed her ear to the golden door, but heard no sound from within. She pushed it open and stepped into an enormous circular room flooded with light. Once her eyes adjusted to the brightness, Carmen found herself standing in an expansive library, the walls covered by book-lined shelves that stretched upwards and upwards. In fact, Carmen wondered how far up the library went as she could see no ceiling and from her perspective the shelf-lined walls seemed almost infinite. In the center of the room sat a plinth adorned by a golden statue that. . . wait a second. Carmen squinted upwards at the statue as its eyes snapped open. “Woah.” Carmen stammered, taking a step back as a golden Spiral unfolded from atop the plinth and began floating without a single flap of his wings. “Well, well, well,” the dragon cackled, his voice echoing through the cavernous room. "If it isn’t the youngest Faerie protege! I was wondering how long it would take you to find this place.” Carmen glared at the statue for a moment, “and who might you be?” The Spiral threw his head back in laughter, “subtleties! I prefer to remain anonymous. You, on the other hand, are wondering what’s inside the vault! Shame that the Faeries won’t tell you. . .” Carmen shot the Spiral an annoyed glance, “and you’ll tell me?” The golden dragon snickered again, “for a price, of course!” “What do you want?” In exchange for information, the golden dragon asked that Carmen enter the vault and steal something from within. “You first though. Return with my object, and I will tell you all the secrets that you desire” the Spiral said sternly. “And what would this ‘object’ look like?” she questioned. “It’ll look like an egg. Oh, and take this!” the demon laughed, snapping his fingers as a glowing lantern materialized beside the Skydancer. The next moment, she found herself standing back in the dimly lit corridors, the golden door nowhere to be seen. Instead, the great vault loomed before Carmen. It illuminated with flashing runes for a moment before the door began to creak open, the sound of grinding stone echoing through the tunnels. Without hesitation, Carmen stepped inside and the great stone door rolled shut again, slamming behind her with a resonating boom. If not for the lantern, Carmen would have been in complete darkness. But the vault was not at all what Carmen expected. It was simply a network of more tunnels. There was an acrid stench in the air; something stale and metallic that smelled of decay. The stone floors were slightly damp as Carmen began to wander through the passages, her nails clicking against the stone. More than once, she swore she heard another echo of footsteps as if something else scuttled behind her in the darkness, just outside lantern’s light. Carmen wandered for several hours before she found it: a nest in the middle of a secluded tunnel. It was filled with eggs, four of them, that seemed to glow with a bioluminescent hue. Carmen scoffed in frustration. The golden dragon hadn’t told her which egg, did it matter? Before she had the chance to contemplate any longer, Carmen heard something hiss and click behind her. She turned to catch sight of a creature with beady reflective eyes retreating back into the darkness where something much larger appeared to be waiting. “Nope” Carmen whispered to herself, quickly grabbing a random egg from the nest before running. She was lost. Carmen knew it the moment she stopped running to catch her breath. The tunnels were so twisted and convoluted that she would likely nev- Carmen stopped her train of thought as her foot came down on something that snapped with a dull crunch beneath her. She looked down to see a bone. No, there were many bones. Bones littered around the corridors, but there were other remains, fresher remains as well. Then Carmen began to realize that she recognized them. They were the dragons that came, the ones that she had tried to befriend. The ones that kept disappearing. Carmen jolted when she felt someone set a clawed hand on her shoulder. “You really shouldn’t be down here, little one”. Carmen turned to see the Faerie queen standing behind her, eyes dark and her voice laced with spite. Everything that Lilith taught Carmen told her to bow, but something else inside of the Skydancer told her to run. Carmen heard the queen snarl as she fled down the tunnels, still clutching the egg tightly against her. The golden door appeared suddenly, shimmering with light in the otherwise dark tunnel and the Skydancer darted inside, panting as she caught her breath. “What the hell?! You nearly got me killed!” she shouted before realizing that the golden dragon was nowhere to be seen, the top of the plinth vacant. Then, Carmen noticed the note at the base of the pillar. “I’m sure you already have your answers” it read simply. Carmen huffed. “Right, but what do I do with this?” the Skydancer muttered to herself, looking down at the egg she still cradled gently in her arms. Carmen knew that she couldn’t stay in the Cathedral any longer. Not now that she knew her ‘family’s' secrets. There were so many stories about faeries; etherial creatures who danced and sung, but they were far from the truth. The ones that Carmen knew were monsters. Still, once Carmen made it out of the Cathedral and deep into the surrounding forest, she sat and felt the warm welling of tears in her eyes. They had still been her family. The Skydancer hid in the woods for several weeks, scavenging various plants and insects to sustain herself. That was before the egg hatched and Carmen realized that she had no idea how to raise a hatchling on her own. How was she supposed to feed it? How often? Should she continue keeping it warm? She tried to think back to how Lilith had raised her, but all Carmen could remember were ‘proper lady of the court’ lessons and she gritted her teeth in frustration. “Don’t worry” Carmen sighed, packing up her meager belongings and tucking the hatchling safely between her wings, “we’ll find a clan!” The hatchling seemed to look at her with a questioning eye, as if it were asking where they were going. “Nowhere in particular”. Indeed, ‘Nowhere’ in particular was exactly where they ended up. The pair was taken in by a clan of wind dragons tucked away in the Reedcleft Ascent. Artemis had raised a questioning eyebrow when she first spotted the pair. They were obviously not related genetically and both were thin and malnourished when they were caught loitering on the edge of the territory. “I can explain,” Carmen stammered when the Bogsneak took her before the clan’s leaders. “Although you might not believe the story I have to tell. . ." Arcanis was reluctant to let the pair stay, suspicious of Carmen’s stories, but she was ultimately out-voted. Over time, Carmen’s tales became a source of entertainment for the clan. But stories weren’t the only thing she gained from living amongst faeries. Carmen could dance the most etherial dances anyone in the Clan of Nowhere had seen and her songs could enchant anyone who heard them. Of course, the Skydancer also always knew when someone was lying and there was no one who could keep a secret from her for long. |
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