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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.62 m
Wingspan
4.9 m
Weight
410.05 kg
Genetics
Oilslick
Jaguar
Jaguar
Midnight
Striation
Striation
Maize
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- none
Biography
Likes: Wearing Gaudy makeup, trying out weird spells, strolling the “haunted” forest
U R S U L A
Role | Role | Role
The Ritual
Here we have a frantic pair of dragons sprinting down the grove’s path cradling an egg. What are they doing here with an unhatched child? Will they abandon the egg in the woods? Why, of course not! These two dragons were brought up in the Shrouded Grove, now it is time for them to raise their own hatchling in the forest. But, they are running out of time. The very last moon phase is tonight, and if their baby doesn’t hatch bathed in the moon’s light it won’t inherit their shadow ancestor’s magic. The unique magic inherited from the ritual varies to each shadowling. For example, the male skydancer clearing the shade away from the clearing was granted the ability to manipulate shadows. His lovely pearlcatcher mate carefully placing the egg on the ancient carved out stump was gifted the power of divination, she can see little events into the future. The couple were alarmed when she had a vision of their child hatching this very night. It was unexpected, their baby would be hatching three months too early from the expected date. That’s why they weren't prepared and rushing to the forest so late in the evening. Alas they have made it, and now sit together awaiting for their child to be born. What little moon light was left graced the little egg. Instantly the egg reacted, shifting and wobbling, trying to break free from it’s shell container. At last, a tiny dark pearlcatcher female emerged. The child’s sparkling purple eyes stared intensely at the vanishing moon, making way for the early dawn. Ursula has fulfilled the ritual, let the next generation of witches flourish!
Sweet Dreams
Ursula was five when her inherited powers emerged. Her father had been working on a potion, the hot boiling brew had spilled on his arm when he fumbled with the pot. He had burned his arm pretty bad. The scales had bubbled away, revealing pink flesh. Her mother applied a soothing remedy to the wounds, but it would not be a fast healing process. He limped everywhere, and could hardly put any weight on it. This bothered Ursula, as he could not travel far with her and her mother on outings, often staying behind to rest. He could not pick up, and hold Ursula properly with just one working arm. She could just tell her father was unhappy. Ursula one night, dreamed of her father. He was weeping giant tears that slowly began to form a river. He kept pointing to his hand that was set ablaze with fire. Ursula was frightened, and rushed to his aid. She found a bucket by the river of tears, and began scooping up the water. She doused her father’s hand, until the flames vanished. His hand was no longer pink and fleshy, but filled with dark gleaming scales. Ursula woke up shortly after her dream. She could hear her parents talking excitedly in the living room. Walking in, her father excitedly picked her up and twirled her around. His burn had disappeared on his hand, there was absolutely no evidence it was ever damaged.
Powers
Ursula can create, shape, enter and manipulate the dreams of oneself and others, including modifying, suppressing, fabricating, influencing, manifesting, sensing, and observing dreams as well as nightmares and daydreams. She can produce and modify dreams, bestow nightmares, entrap people in REM, and promote spiritual and emotional healing within dreams. Her power extends to the real world, as she can heal damage affecting the physical form, and inflict damage caused by dreams. She has a hard time controlling nightmares, she does not wish to inflict harm, it unconciusly occurs when she is anxious and stressed. Growing up in the shrouded grove was rough, but it was the best to insure that her inherited powers grow and become stronger. That is what her parents taught her.
Up in Smoke
Ursula can recall her home’s destruction as if it happened yesterday. It was unexpected, she had been with her parents collecting crystals from the cave walls within the chasm tunnels. The family of witches were alarmed to their forest’s destruction by the flurry of screaming dragon’s bustling throughout the market. In a panic, a young Ursula darted frantically towards her home, and her parents caught in the wave of fleeing dragons couldn’t stop her. The fire was a sea of endless blue waves crashing furiously against anything within reach.
Dragon’s screaming and howling this out when her home became enraptured in blue flames. It was a horrible unexpected devastation. The memories still fresh, her wounds still tingle from can recall even five years from that she can play out exactly what happened still can recall e freshly in her memorieshese parts were rough, but it is the best to insure that the witch’s bloodline will continue to be tougher than most other dragons in the lands. As time passes, the child will either surpass its parents, or like many others, fall victim to the forest.
Ignus Fatuus
The pair’s child did grow up to be strong, but not strong enough to stop the forest, her home, from burning to the ground by an unknown source. The trees in which were always around her, providing her with whatever she needed, gone before her eyes.
This area where the trees grew tall was a wonderful place for any dragon to go, that is, if they dared to venture into the forest.
It is unsure when rumors of the forest being a dangerous place began, but the rumors stretched far enough for only few dragons to take enough interest to go there themselves.
So who could blame her for trying to restore her home? No one. Maybe it was the fact that her appearance wasn’t something you’d think of when you picture the word ‘welcoming’. Or maybe the fact that she wandered the forest where many beings died without much care.
None of that mattered. What did was restoring her home and bringing back all the creatures and dragons that once called this ashed wasteland home as well, and if she had to do it all her own then so be it. Her parents didn’t raise her in the forest to later survive and be weak, they raised one of the toughest dragons around these parts.
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The Shrouded Grove
Seven years ago, the chasm had a beautiful little forest called the Shrouded Grove. The market’s hidden forest was best known for its special tree. Most people call it the Floating Tree. With its massive exposed roots supplying the tree with life despite having no soil, it gives the illusion that it is defying gravity. Erosion, having taken away most of the earth that once surrounded it, the tree’s roots cling tenaciously to the sides of the rocky walls of the chasms. This has yet to stop the tree from thriving and leaving all beings speechless from a sight that has never been seen before. And even more absurd, the gulch that was formed below the timber is filled with a small grove of trees surrounded by all kinds of flowers and skittish wildlife. To whomever that found their way to the grove, they would be rewarded bountiful resources, whether it be food, shelter, or endless wondere to soothe that child-like curiosity. But, as of today this is not the case. A flash fire erupted in the grove and has left it dead and barren. Their is still an investigation going on as to who or what started the fire... |
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The Ritual
Here we have a frantic pair of dragons sprinting down the grove’s path cradling an egg. What are they doing here with an unhatched child? Will they abandon the egg in the woods? Why, of course not! These two dragons were brought up in the Shrouded Grove, now it is time for them to raise their own hatchling in the forest. But, they are running out of time. The very last moon phase is tonight, and if their baby doesn’t hatch bathed in the moon’s light it won’t inherit their shadow ancestor’s magic. The unique magic inherited from the ritual varies to each shadowling. For example, the male skydancer clearing the shade away from the clearing was granted the ability to manipulate shadows. His lovely pearlcatcher mate carefully placing the egg on the ancient carved out stump was gifted the power of divination, she can see little events into the future. The couple were alarmed when she had a vision of their child hatching this very night. It was unexpected, their baby would be hatching three months too early from the expected date. That’s why they weren't prepared and rushing to the forest so late in the evening. Alas they have made it, and now sit together awaiting for their child to be born. What little moon light was left graced the little egg. Instantly the egg reacted, shifting and wobbling, trying to break free from it’s shell container. At last, a tiny dark pearlcatcher female emerged. The child’s sparkling purple eyes stared intensely at the vanishing moon, making way for the early dawn. Ursula has fulfilled the ritual, let the next generation of witches flourish!
Ursula was five when her inherited powers emerged. Her father had been working on a potion, the hot boiling brew had spilled on his arm when he fumbled with the pot. He had burned his arm pretty bad. The scales had bubbled away, revealing pink flesh. Her mother applied a soothing remedy to the wounds, but it would not be a fast healing process. He limped everywhere, and could hardly put any weight on it. This bothered Ursula, as he could not travel far with her and her mother on outings, often staying behind to rest. He could not pick up, and hold Ursula properly with just one working arm. She could just tell her father was unhappy. Ursula one night, dreamed of her father. He was weeping giant tears that slowly began to form a river. He kept pointing to his hand that was set ablaze with fire. Ursula was frightened, and rushed to his aid. She found a bucket by the river of tears, and began scooping up the water. She doused her father’s hand, until the flames vanished. His hand was no longer pink and fleshy, but filled with dark gleaming scales. Ursula woke up shortly after her dream. She could hear her parents talking excitedly in the living room. Walking in, her father excitedly picked her up and twirled her around. His burn had disappeared on his hand, there was absolutely no evidence it was ever damaged.
Powers
Ursula can create, shape, enter and manipulate the dreams of oneself and others, including modifying, suppressing, fabricating, influencing, manifesting, sensing, and observing dreams as well as nightmares and daydreams. She can produce and modify dreams, bestow nightmares, entrap people in REM, and promote spiritual and emotional healing within dreams. Her power extends to the real world, as she can heal damage affecting the physical form, and inflict damage caused by dreams. She has a hard time controlling nightmares, she does not wish to inflict harm, it unconciusly occurs when she is anxious and stressed. Growing up in the shrouded grove was rough, but it was the best to insure that her inherited powers grow and become stronger. That is what her parents taught her.
Up in Smoke
Ursula can recall her home’s destruction as if it happened yesterday. It was unexpected, she had been with her parents collecting crystals from the cave walls within the chasm tunnels. The family of witches were alarmed to their forest’s destruction by the flurry of screaming dragon’s bustling throughout the market. In a panic, a young Ursula darted frantically towards her home, and her parents caught in the wave of fleeing dragons couldn’t stop her. The fire was a sea of endless blue waves crashing furiously against anything within reach.
Dragon’s screaming and howling this out when her home became enraptured in blue flames. It was a horrible unexpected devastation. The memories still fresh, her wounds still tingle from can recall even five years from that she can play out exactly what happened still can recall e freshly in her memorieshese parts were rough, but it is the best to insure that the witch’s bloodline will continue to be tougher than most other dragons in the lands. As time passes, the child will either surpass its parents, or like many others, fall victim to the forest.
Ignus Fatuus
The pair’s child did grow up to be strong, but not strong enough to stop the forest, her home, from burning to the ground by an unknown source. The trees in which were always around her, providing her with whatever she needed, gone before her eyes.
This area where the trees grew tall was a wonderful place for any dragon to go, that is, if they dared to venture into the forest.
It is unsure when rumors of the forest being a dangerous place began, but the rumors stretched far enough for only few dragons to take enough interest to go there themselves.
So who could blame her for trying to restore her home? No one. Maybe it was the fact that her appearance wasn’t something you’d think of when you picture the word ‘welcoming’. Or maybe the fact that she wandered the forest where many beings died without much care.
None of that mattered. What did was restoring her home and bringing back all the creatures and dragons that once called this ashed wasteland home as well, and if she had to do it all her own then so be it. Her parents didn’t raise her in the forest to later survive and be weak, they raised one of the toughest dragons around these parts.
By onigame
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By, Azellia
By wotsukai
By Palioxis
By warmhope
By jopkir
By vyn
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