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HailFeather

(#35241000)

Level 16 Fae

Familiar

Ancient Fungus

Energy: 0/50

Personal Style

Apparel

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Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

1.49 m

Wingspan

0.9 m

Weight

1.63 kg

Genetics

Shadow
Basic

Thistle
Basic

Coal
Basic

Hatchday

Aug 17, 2017
(6 years)

Breed

Adult
Fae

Eye Type

Plague
Common

Level 16 Fae

EXP: 3336 / 71966

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

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Lineage

Parents

none

Offspring

Biography

HAIL FEATHER

Current Fae Representitive

B I O G R A P H Y

HailFeather is the maker, the creator of the Lost. The first Found. She was born under the Plague flight, and her home is in the Abiding Boneyard, where she takes in lost dragons, a messenger for the PlagueMother. The Lost is her child, a group of dragons that travel, learn and explore the Scarred Wasteland. HailFeather started this all. Not many were there when she was, but all in the Lost have heard of her, heard her tale and seen her images on the cave wall of their lair. Even those whose job is to go out and explore, scavenge or dig, those who spend little time in their lair, know of her. She's the mother, the maker of the Lost.

Curious in her nature, HailFeather is eager to learn and explore. She had been exploring the Scarred Wasteland, in particular the Abiding Boneyard, when she had stumbled across a large cave system, and although the entrance was only big enough for a Fae to squeeze through, she immediately set to work making it home. She widened the enterance with the help of other Faes she found and rescued, and decorated their lair in golden trails of amber.

Hailfeather and the other Fae's built up a reputation amongst the residents of the Scarred Wasteland, almost as a myth, something told at night around a campfire. They told stories of the place where the bones of dragons were laced with gold, and glowing lights would draw a lost dragon in, to where they did not know. Hailfeather was proud of how far they had come, the reputation they had made, and the home they lived in. She will always be remembered within the Lost, where she was Found.

S T O R Y

The small dragon fluttered through the bones on the ground, flicking in and out through the larger skeletons of dragons - she recognised a few of them. Imperials - this far out in the wastland? No longer at least. Mirror dragons squirm in the mud, their red eyes glowing as they tear into each other. Beasts, thats all they were.
Maybe once they had thought, a mind of their own. But the rot of this land could change a dragon.
It was hot, the blazing sun melting her small frame. She dove down, level with the dirt, and if she had lowered her claws they would of skimmed the surface of the ground. Ahead was a small gap in the side of a mound, bones and muck decorating it and lining the small enterance.
Hailfeather flew into the gap, wings skimming the edges of dirt and appearing in a cavern.

It was large, very large, with enough room for a colony of imperials. However the mound was decieving, making it look much smaller on the outside than it really was.
The walls are roof were decorated in amber, the golden trails dangling, peices of treasure hidden within the hardened drops. Different trinkets and chests sat in a corner, and one wall had a cave leading off of it that she was yet to explore.
The only light came from a chandelier of sorts, made of amber, trapped within were firestarters, glowing gems and encased flames. The shadows flickered in the corners, the light casting the room in an strange, multicoloured glow.

HailFeather fluttered over to an amber nest hanging from the roof, in it lay another Fae. She was a deep blue in colour, with eyes to match. Glowing runes carved into her side, leading down her flank and tail. Her wings were the colour of fire. HailFeather had found her the day before, having made a makeshift nest in a skeleton. Lost and scared, as the blue eyes indicate that the Scarred Wasteland was far from where she was meant to be.
HailFeather was curious about where she came from, and how she had gotten here.
But she was found now. Found by the Lost.
Paya, Kaika gri Tao, qa Tao gri Kaika.
Here, the lost are found, and the found are lost.

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