Ventitre
(#39566587)
Level 1 Nocturne
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Energy: 24/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Ice.
Male Nocturne
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
5.16 m
Wingspan
7.79 m
Weight
509 kg
Genetics
Twilight
Jaguar
Jaguar
Charcoal
Shimmer
Shimmer
Wisteria
Smirch
Smirch
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Nocturne
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Biography
Ventitre was sad for his Grandmother, but felt as though he could do more than his Mother, who holed herself up in her Cave, until she went to the Warden's Library for Answers. She spent time with her children, yes, but even that was marred by her complaints about the lack of information.
Every Flight mostly keeps to itself, rarely speaking, let alone exchanging information. Even individual Lairs within a Flight did not often communicate. His mother tried her best to learn from books, and the occasional traveling Sorcerer, but Lairs did not often lend books, and strangers visiting were often avoided by most of the host Clan.
So Ventitre went traveling. He became an adventurer/ Scribe / Pedler, picking things up from abandoned Lairs, Flea Markets, and sometimes even trash heaps. Who would throw away a mint condition signed copy of Scaley Potter like that? Yeah, it was a hatchlings' story, but the ones who like it *Really* liked it! and trading it to people for copies of their books, writing it out himself, and often acting as an author for elderly dragons that had a lot to say, but no one to say it to.
In her travels, he often came across distressed dragons, sick, or cursed, as his Grandmother had been. Just like his Mother, they often ran into dead ends, not knowing who to ask, where to turn. He felt so happy when he was able to turn over a book with the answer, and so sad when he had nothing to give them...
But there was one thing she could never get over...The Silent Lairs. He'd thought they were a ghost story, lairs frozen in time, dragons caught in the act of sleeping, eating, playing. Eggs in nests, never to hatch. Sometimes these lairs recovered out of nowhere, and began living again, though no one knew the cause, of either the Silence or the return to Life.
It scared him, staring into the eyes of a cook hovering over a pot of stew, mid-stir. If he didn't find the answer, he might do something...drastic.
Arathorn is the Father of Aragorn ,
The Mother of Iolanthe ,
The Mother of Uriel ,
The Father of Astareal ,
The Mother of Yadin
The Father of Sawel
The Mother of Dai
The Father of Nain
The Father of Decimo
The Father of Undicesima
The Mother of Daijuni
The Mother of Tredici
The Mother of Quattordici
The Father of Juugo
The Father of Sedici ,
The Mother of Juushici ,
The Mother of juuhachi
The Mother of Juuku
The Mother of Nijuu ,
The Mother of Ventuna,
The Mother of Nijuuni,
The Mother of Ventitre
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