Ezra

Scion Ezra
Kazakh Hunter
The most common familiar to use is a Winter Wolf or (other winter familiar here bird preffered), however if you wish for a more dangerous challenge, take your shot at Taming a marine animal. The only one who has succeeded is Ezra.

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It was hard for Yanlong when his son wanted to become a coatl. After much bickering, he finally gave in and gave the coatl scroll to Ezra. They were a beautiful species, he had to admit, but why would he give up his proud imperial form for that of a coatl? Maybe he would never know...but he gave it one more shot. Yanlong asked his son why a coatl instead of remaining an imperial. "Well, I honestly like the coatl culture. Plus, the coatls are a friendly bunch, but are quick to protect their friends and family. When a dispute can't be settled peacefully, they are quickest to turn deadly and strike first. Seriously! Have you ever seem them fight Dad? They are freakin wicked in combat! That's why I want to change into a coatl. I'll be the element of surprise if you and your lover ever get into trouble. This is my ticket to becoming your ultimate weapon, and your enemy won't even see it coming." Ezra exclaimed with pride as he held the coatl scroll close. Yanlong looked to his son in amazement, and felt truly touched to his soul. How did he ever get lucky with such an amazing son? Hugging Ezra tight, he caught the dragon by surprise - his Dad never really...hugged that much. "I am so blessed to have you as my son - it's a miracle. I'm truly happy I was able to save you from your mothers claws." After they had a touching father son moment, Ezra took the scroll and activated it - changing his form. It hurt, going from something so big to something smaller, but in the end it was worth it.


Ezra was just one of many children born to Yanlong. The King never made it a habit to get attached to his offspring, for they would soon meet their fates in the auction house, or at the time of exaltations. However, Ezra was a special case. He cried whenever his mother tried to hold him, but when Yanlong held him he would quiet down and smile. It was a strange thing to happen but it was not uncommon. Soon little Ezra was sneaking out of the nest to find his father. Yanlong would try to ignore the child, but the little one was persistent. So, later on it just grew tiring to resist the brat and Yanlong find it much easier to keep him around and entertained.

As the days moved on, Yanlong was figuring out that this hatchling was not ordinary at all. He was perceptive and calculating - a natural problem solver. Whenever he was given a challenge, he was quick-witted and open minded. Thinking it might be better if he stayed around, he consulted with his friend and faithful servant, Ambrose. The dragon had no problem with the child staying, and he too thought it would bring advantages to the clan. With that, it was settled. Yanlong put the child to bed and then went off to tell his lover.

"What do you mean you've decided to keep the child?" Laefeng was furious. For her family this meant dishonor. Sending your children off into the world is a great gift, and if they get exalted it's an incredible honor. However, Yanlong was not brought up with such strict teachings. Getting exalted is an honor, he knew that much, but if he ever wanted to keep his child he was inclined to do so. Having a son or a daughter instead of mere offspring was a precious thing, and his mother taught him the difference between blood and family.

Laefeng and Yanlong fought. Yanlong took on many lovers and this was the most recent female. She came from a good bloodline, and would therefore produce good hatchlings. "Laefeng, I will not bicker about something so foolish. I am the King, and I rule over this clan. I am keeping my son with me and if you don't like it..." An aura thickened around Yanlong, one that struck Laefeng in fear. "You can get out of my clan. You have nothing binding you to me, so get out." With that, Laefeng left...but not before killing the only other child apart from Ezra. That was her way of trying to get back at Yanlong for bringing her shame, but it would not work. Yanlong was happy with his son, and his clan that supported him.

Ezra grew up strong and intelligent. Ambrose taught him a few things should he ever get into trouble, but Ezra's quick thinking would save him before he would ever have to use it. (role in the clan is unknown but something that takes on a major part of the clan. Perhaps Finance? Or maybe he is the clan organizer? He can come up with plans in order to space out cubby nests, and feeding grounds, and other stuff like that. He also helps his father come up with different ideas to keep the clan running smoothly and keep the residents happy.)

One day his father comes across an injured imperial near the Coliseum. Her familiar hovers above, worried for the dragon. Yanlong brings the dragon home and gets her patched up. She's asleep for days but when she finally wakes up everyone is a little relieved. She refuses to give up her name or status, so Yanlong calls upon one of the Naomi descendants to pry into her memories/soul to find out. Turns out she's closer to Yanlong in age, but has never had a lover nor a mate. All her life she was trained to fight, hold her own in a battle, and learn everything a royal learns. Etiquette, history, math, grace, she learned it all. She's a child from a royal concubine, who lost her life once the King of their clan found out she slept with another dragon. The King raised the daughter as a weapon, to protect him from any threat. When she found out the truth about her mother through her hidden journals, she killed the King and then ran for her life.

Her current residence put her on the auction house not knowing her past, but figuring out she was worth something to a clan in need of a Coli fighter. Yanlong thought this was interesting and tells the naomi descendant to stop. After the dragon gains consciousness Yanlong grabs a bag of gems and shows it to her.. "I'll buy you from those who put you on the AH. I'll let you start fresh in this clan, and if your past ever comes to haunt you I'll get rid of them." Yanlong steps closer and leans over the woman. There's been a fire igniting in his soul ever since he found her, making him feel alive after so long.

"How about it? Become mine and all your problems will be solved." She froze in thought, but after a while she agreed, only if he would tell her exactly how he knew. He told her about the naomi descendant and her/his powers and how much he saw. After that was done he told her to get some rest and to let her be taken care of by Ezra.

--- Ezra gets sick and everyone is too busy to take care of the dragon since they are working towards getting fodder breeders in the clan. However this does not help his health and he stays sickly for a while. His father visits Ezra when he can but duty calls and he has to leave. Eventually (name) makes her way to Ezra and decides to take care of him as thanks for patching her up the day she came here. They talk and get closer as the day fades away. After a few days she has barely left his side, trying to break the bad fever he has. While still in the haze of a sleep, he accidentally calls her mom, and she just smiles sadly and says no im afraid not. Ezra chuckles and apologizes. "Sorry. I don't know why I called you mom. My own mother was very...cold. According to my father I cried whenever she was around and even when she tried to hold me." This made her worry. "Am I cold?" He shook his head weakly. "No, not at all. In fact, your touch is warm and nice. When you aren't in the coliseum you have this aura about you that makes others want to relax. Maybe that's why I called you mom? That would've been nice..." He was chatty at the beginning but his slumber quickly took over. For the first time in her life she smiled. Getting up, she kissed Ezra's forehead, wished him goodnight, and quietly left the room. She brought the small water bin with her to get it reheated for him. "You know, he's right." She didn't notice Yanlong outside the door, and jumped slightly at his announcement of his presence. "About?" She questioned him, as he smirked and stepped closer. "Thinking it would be nice if you were his mother instead of that cold wench." There was a scowl in his voice. "What happened?" She asked. "I wanted to keep Ezra, and she hated the idea of keeping him. Her family taught her keeping a child in the family was dishonor. So I told her to leave." She was amazed. "You chose an offspring over her?" He nodded. Looking back in through the crack of the door, she smiled. "That was the best decision you could have ever made." This made Yanlong happy, even if he didn't show it. "Im glad you think so." Before she could react his lips were on hers.