Myra
(#39881178)
The Witch of the Woods
Bruna
Ravenous Cauldron
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Arcane.
Female Pearlcatcher
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
6.27 m
Wingspan
6.07 m
Weight
457.96 kg
Genetics
Soil
Basic
Basic
Lavender
Basic
Basic
Denim
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
EXP: 63 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
7
INT
7
VIT
6
MND
7
Biography
the witch of the woods | she/her | blood: arcane | nation: shadow | infj
MYRA
"The Cauldron, it calls for you. Let it speak your truth.”
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There's a waver in the Altar's magic tonight, Myra thought to herself as she gingerly slid out of her leaf hut, which she had set up herself the previous summer in order to stay as close to the Altar as possible. For her studies, which were going well. Something strong is affecting it, she thought, shifting her pearl to her back claws and sniffing around. She couldn't yet identify the source. Might as well use a bit of scrying to find out.
Myra gathered up a batch of fine herbs and placed them in her trusty Ravenous Cauldron, which was thankfully dormant as she had fed it not too long ago. The pinkish-violet water rippled and revealed four unruly dragons trekking loudly past the stream that divided the Altar and Wispwillow Grove, naïve and clearly confused. Myra grimaced. She hated tourists. Especially those who had little to no knowledge about the Altar, like these ones. But there's no way a band of clueless outsiders were the cause of the magic rupture, right? It was still worth investigating, she supposed. Or I could... Myra eyed the small glass jar to her upper right that contained a very rare and expensive specimen, the Seeker Wisp - when asked, it would find anything in the entire world. Despite hesitating, she reached for the jar and slowly creaked it open. The overbearing power of the creature flooded into her mind and she felt herself wrestling with it, her physical body collapsing onto the forest floor. Find me...find me the power... Myra's eyes snapped open. That was definitely no tourist. That fae was one of Arcanist's Children, from the Starlit Sanctuary. Ancient magic was affecting ancient magic. |
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Myra, much like Odys, is another orphan that grew up close to the Tangled Wood's Dusk Sanctum. There was no record of her birth parents, and they were never found. Myra was an peculiar little dragon, roaming the Wood, and learning from other orphans how to survive amongst the Shadow flight. However, it was the dream of every helpless orphan to grow up and work in the Dusk Sanctum, an incredible honour. Myra spent all her spare time studying and learning about Sornieth, history, and the magic of her flight. She was fascinated by the incredible accomplishments that the Sanctum workers could achieve. Maybe if she turned out amazing, her family would come back for her. Once Myra reached adulthood, she was accepted in the Dusk Sanctum on her first attempt, thanks to her unwavering determination. For several years, she didn't think too much of the work: it was dull, but she assumed it was just because she had just been admitted. The fun, experimental, and deep work would come along later, once she got promoted. But as time went on, and Myra's work stayed the exact same, she wondered why she had so badly wanted to work in the Sanctum in the first place. It was paperwork, day after day, of recording and calculating. Where was the exploration? The ancient magic? The risky spellmaking? Sure, the pay was nice, but what was she even doing? After some time had passed, Myra and some of her colleagues took a trip to the Thorndark Altar to take samples for a routine magic inspection by the Oculus of the Eleven. When Myra walked into the Altar, she knew she was home. Ancient magic ran deep throughout the ruins, filled with history, secrets, just waiting to be uncovered. She whirled around, seeing if any of her colleagues were as fascinated as she was, but none of them were. Myra continued to visit the Altar often, and a few months later, quit her Sanctum job to commit all of her time to recording the power of the Altar. And by the Shadowbinder, her results spoke for themselves. She was revered by dragons all over Sornieth, yet remained anonymous, to allow her to continue living a quiet life. Myra was hesitant to leave when Poppy asked her to aid them on their journey to build a magic community for outcasts in the Starfall Isles. But she quickly realized that this was a perfect new experiment for her. Poppy's magic was just as ancient as the Altar. Plus, she'd have a family. And so Myra moved on from her lonely home, finally finding people who would accept her ideas and who she really was. |
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