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Brys

(#36286928)

Level 1 Skydancer

Energy: 0/50

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Measurements

Length

4.43 m

Wingspan

5.27 m

Weight

815.22 kg

Genetics

Overcast
Iridescent

Saffron
Shimmer

Ivory
Runes

Hatchday

Sep 30, 2017
(6 years)

Breed

Adult
Skydancer

Eye Type

Ice
Common

Level 1 Skydancer

EXP: 0 / 245

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Biography

B R Y S

Exotic Dancer • Reeve

B I O G R A P H Y

Brys’ beginning consisted of watery portage, a hard bed, rotting wood, and loneliness. An orphanage—it was his home during his childhood. One that was both lacking in size and funds. The Frigid Floes weren't the safest place to raise children. Nonetheless that's where the building was, haggard and old but still standing alone amidst the vast plains of white. Boredom was one of the biggest problems for Brys back then. No neighbors lived nearby and the long trip it'd take was often impossible due to blizzards and harsh conditions. So he was stuck with the half dozen or so other orphans. They didn't seem to like him much. He couldn't figure out why.

With no one to talk to and few toys to play with, Brys turned towards his imagination for entertainment. His favorite thing to imagine was that the runes on his body told his story. That the rough ones—appearance like lightning bolts and jagged ice—were his beginning: hard and rugged. But, like the elegant and spiraling runes farther on, life later became smooth and beautiful after a while. There was one rune in particular that looked just like a crown. He imagined that he was a lost prince, that his parents would swoop in to whisk him away any day now. It was fun to pretend he was royalty and tell the others what to do. But they almost never listened, no matter how persistent or loud he was.

With cold climates comes thick fur, but Brys’ was unusually so. It was long, fluffy, and a pleasantly bright color in contrast to the white snow and the dull, wooden floors and walls of the orphanage. It made him feel special. He loved to style it: curl it, braid it, carefully cut it, whatever. He even took pity on the other hatchlings and helped them with that mess that they considered fur (or, more often, mane, as most didn't have such wondrously long fur as he did). But it's hard when you have to pin them down. And the squirming certainly doesn't help him with the already difficult task of cutting it with dull scissors—the only ones they possessed.

Brys looked forwards to the day he was old enough to leave. By the time the sun peeked over the horizon of that special day, he was already miles away and heading towards the mainland of Sornieth. It was fun, traveling from region to region, but none seemed like the perfect place to call home. Until he stumbled upon a clan situated in the Wispwillow Grove. To his surprise, he found some dragons there who genuinely seemed to like him. He wondered why it was different now than when he was a hatchling and found that both he and the situation was changed. It's easier to like someone when you don't have to live with them. And—apparently—he was a lot of fun to be around now.

B I O G R A P H Y

Brys is happy where he is. He's found joy in joking around or messing with others. Rarely is he ever serious. Even so, no one can really get mad at him for long for his lack of severity. He's proven time and again just how kind-hearted and nice he is. Once he cares, he never stops. A little leniency is due in exchange for such sincere care.

Now that he's settled in one place for more this a few days, he's found the presence of ladies quite enjoyable. It's fun to throw a few compliments at them and see them blush. The ladies find him handsome and his friends love to tease him about being a “ladies man.” Really though, they just think Brys is super cool.

Currently the damsel that has his attention is Meadoh. She'd caught his eye one night when she walked by, dressed up in a large coat with a regal beauty shining from within her. He'd only meant to talk to her for a few minutes, give her a few compliments and leave them both feeling good, but she was just too interesting. The conversation ended several hours later with a promise to meet up tomorrow. And tomorrow rolled around. All they did was take a flight around, but Meadoh had an eye for the hidden beauty of things that left him marveling as she pointed out the things he missed before. He cherishes the memory and all the fun it was. He can't say for sure if that was when he first started loving her, but at the very least it had to be close.

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