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RainbowObsidian

(#4041264)

Level 1 Coatl

Energy: 0/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

7.8 m

Wingspan

8.59 m

Weight

855.66 kg

Genetics

Red
Iridescent

Obsidian
Shimmer

Grey
Smoke

Hatchday

Jun 09, 2014
(9 years)

Breed

Adult
Coatl

Eye Type

Fire
Common

Level 1 Coatl

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Vanilla
Dusk

Offspring

Biography

To be fair, he chose to leave home in an effort to find the most perfect scarf or necklace ever. Something that, no matter what would look absolutely stunning around his neck and cause all the other dragons to look upon him in envy. He was rather annoyed to find that the Clan of Lost Souls had no such marvelous thing to offer him and moved on rather quickly in hopes that another location would hold more choice offerings for him. (A lei? Really? That was hardly glamorous and he had turned his nose up at it the moment it had been offered. He had class, after all!)

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Wow, this poor coatl can't catch a break! Five lairs and not a single scarf or necklace to be found. Perhaps he'll have better luck on his next trip!

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[ Riddlekitten ] Five lairs and not a single pretty trinket to call his own, but it seems that for him, fire was hot but never burned, his original and lucky flight. On his sixth lair, he found himself once again in the realm of the Flamecaller, the heated winds comforting on his scales and ground hot as he curled his claws deep into the earth. Here was familiarity; here, he felt safe.

The dragons who took him in were a fair sized clan with nesting mothers and a mysterious clan leader that no one seemed to know where to find. Instead of dealing with the mysteriously missing Wildclaw, the young coatl found himself answering to a dragon even younger than himself - no older than a hatchling, yet she spoke to him like he were a child! How dare she!

Sepia, was her name, truly he could never get a read on her. One moment she was batting her eyes, the next she was flaring her wings and insulting his own plumage, how it was useless for hunting. Of course it was! He was by no means a hunter!

Funny enough, it was a freshly flown young Nocturne that came to offer her apologies. She had the same fire, the same spunk as the first dragon, but it seemed she had a bit more tact. As an offering, she gave me a pretty trinket - an iron necklace - as a keepsake from the clan. It isn't quite what I had in mind, but it certainly was a kind gesture.

There was a coatl which caught his eye though, a young coatl by the name of Lakate. He was kind, considerate, and had impeccable taste. Perhaps he might fancy joining him...?

Afterward, he found himself in a clan that was struggling with political conflict. He was protected from the more brutal half of the clan, but although the dragons who kept him hidden were kind, they were resource-poor. He scorned the high noon hank they tried to give him, the only necklace-like thing they hand. Afterward, the clan tolerated him but were obviously hurt by his reaction. Finally, he left, disgusted by them.

It was quite the flight, but he made his way to the Cloudsong where he met the Avis Calvariam clan. Much to his upset, some of their residents tittered at his necklace and dual scarves. He nearly took an immediate leave because of this, but a Skydancer by the name of Zarco practically ambushed him. Pinning him down, she tied a birdskull among his scarves. "I take it you collect neck decor." She said, grinning as she set him free again. He was none too impressed with this new apparel, but it was so tangled up in his scarves and ornate necklace he was unable to get it off! Note to self, he wrote, stay away from Wind clans in the future.
Despite this, he planned on staying with the clan a little longer, as he was still tired from his flight. But then the pilot fell asleep and the clan's airship, The Song Bird, went off course. RainbowObsidian seemed to be the only dragon to realize what was going on in time, and jumped ship - literally - and watched in bafflement as it sailed on without him... straight towards the Scarred Wasteland.

Stuck in the Windswept Plateau, RainbowObsidian made his way up the grassy steppes to a clan that regularly provided lodgings for the traveling dragon. He spent a few nights there, hoping to figure out where he would go next. However due to a few, um, science experiments, he ended up leaving earlier than he expected.

"Sorry! We did warn you about the explosions!!"

"No more Wind Clans," muttered RainbowObsidian as he walked away, slightly singed.

Next he decided to visit the water clans in Fishspine Reef. It was nice to soothed his singed body in the cool water. He stayed for a few days and shared tales of his travels, but decided after a few days to keep travelling.

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Art by ChocoChimera

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