Lalique

(#35436595)
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Earth.
Female Pearlcatcher
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Personal Style

Apparel

Gladegift Garlands
Daisy Wing Garland
Mage's Walnut Tunic
Teardrop Jade Necklace
Pristine Rose Thorn Gloves
Bowman's Leggings

Skin

Scene

Scene: Royal Chambers

Measurements

Length
6.47 m
Wingspan
3.55 m
Weight
434.09 kg

Genetics

Primary Gene
Honey
Savannah
Honey
Savannah
Secondary Gene
Forest
Saturn
Forest
Saturn
Tertiary Gene
Ivory
Runes
Ivory
Runes

Hatchday

Hatchday
Aug 25, 2017
(6 years)

Breed

Breed
Adult
Pearlcatcher

Eye Type

Eye Type
Earth
Common
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
EXP: 0 / 245
Meditate
Contuse
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
7
INT
7
VIT
6
MND
7

Biography

Lalique
Beekeeper
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White Lace Honeybee
Perdita Bee
Honeybee
Brave Blue Bee
Stingless Bee
Sugarbee
White Lace Honeybee
Perdita Bee
Honeybee
Brave Blue Bee
Stingless Bee
Sugarbee
White Lace Honeybee
Perdita Bee
Honeybee
Brave Blue Bee
Stingless Bee
Sugarbee
White Lace Honeybee
Perdita Bee
Honeybee

The open fields of Dragonhome after the rains called to her as a youngling, and there she found discarded hive boxes, cast aside and lost as the bees that once inhabited them. She has grown to love apiaries and all things relating to bees, especially those who make honey. While her father raised silkworms, she raised bumblebees and honeybees and carpenter bees, and she loved all of them for their gentle nature and inquisitive nature. She works hard to ensure there are plenty of places for her insect companions to feed, and she enjoys the bounty of the honey from their hives, which she happily shares with the clan's gourmands.

She was born deaf, and though she can not hear her companion's buzzing wings, she does not feel as if she is truly missing anything in life. She communicates primarily through sign, though will write her thoughts out for those who have not learned signing themselves.





Lalique had left Oakrest in her young years, traveling to nearby Crownfire to see if she could keep hives there. While it was often lonely, living in a world where others could hear and she could not, she was happy to feel the hum of the bees in their boxes, the little workers lighting on her fingers as she inspected their frames. She bred a number of queens, and she was happy for a while.

Then, her hives collapsed. One after another, she lost her colonies. She mourned her small companions, puzzling over the mystery of her humble pollinators, with very few people she could ask to help her solve their loss. She tried to attract a wild swarm, to begin again, but no swarm took her boxes as a home, and when winter came, with her boxes empty, she chose to visit her family.

While her mother was - as usual - busy, her father managed to speak with her, stumbling awkwardly through what sign he knew to talk about their insects, her bees and his silk worms. She helped him process their cocoons for a time, but their empty husks were far less delightful than the hum of her boxes in their strength. Lalique mourned deeply.

She missed the feeling of life at her hands, the business of cleaning wax for sale during the fallow months, the excitement of seeing new larvae growing in every cell of her queens' domains. She missed the knowledge that, eventually, these little ones would help propagate the crops that would feed her clanmates. She missed spending her days in the sun feeling useful, even though she couldn't hear, for who would come to see her among the hives? She could feel connected to something, even as her fellows hustled and bustled elsewhere.

She was glad, while she remained in Oakrest, for the companionship of Dilshad, who had taught her signing as a hatchling. She was happy to have someone to talk to, but they didn't have much in common. Dil was too often worried about more cosmopolitan things than Lalique, and she often returned to the terrace gardens, looking for where the humbler, native wild pollinators hibernated among Murphy's orchards and Bergamot's more regular crops.

When the frost came and the snow fell, Lalique shut herself in with the rest of the Citadel folks. Sometimes she would sit out on the sunning terraces, and sometimes she would wander the merchant walks, purchasing small sweets to make her feel less homesick, despite being in her childhood home.

There, in the dead of winter, on a narrow alley lined with lanterns to celebrate the coming festival seasons, Lalique saw the ghost.

She had grown up in Oakrest, had known the Citadel many years before she left. There was no mistaking what she saw in those poisonous green eyes, the gaunt and grisly face, the tattered remains of clothing. For a moment, she thought she saw recognition in the spirit's face, then saw the thing open her mouth, and for a moment, heard as she always heard - nothing.

Then, however, Lalique felt the tremble and hum of sound wash over her, practically course through her whole body, like a thousand bees thrumming their wings to kill an invading wasp. She staggered, her toffees scattering from their little bag across the dimly lit alley. She saw the spirit's eyes loom close, and for a moment - a moment only - she shrieked in fear.

Then it was gone.

Shaking, she returned to her quarters, the hum not leaving her body, the terror not lighting from her skin. She dreamed of the spirit, but she dreamed as she always did, in silence. There, in her dreams, the ghost seemed lonely, lost, forgotten. She stood among a discarded hive, a few candles melted to their surface. Lalique woke weeping.

When the snow melted, Lalique left Oakrest again, even though it was long before the start of spring. She couldn't shake that feeling of the ghost's shriek across her skin. She couldn't stop feeling the thrum of wings, stop seeing that wretched face in her dreams. She knew she had to leave. And when she found a new place, a new empty box, she knew she would find a garden, and she would bring the bees again.



Lalique
Brave Blue Bee
Stingless Bee
Sugarbee
White Lace Honeybee
Perdita Bee
Honeybee
Brave Blue Bee
Stingless Bee
Sugarbee
White Lace Honeybee
Perdita Bee
Honeybee
Brave Blue Bee
Stingless Bee
Sugarbee
White Lace Honeybee
Perdita Bee
Honeybee
Brave Blue Bee
Stingless Bee
Sugarbee

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