Gizmo

Uh-oh, looks like this cheerful gremlin wandered a little too far from his home lair (#359589 hav3ndere), and now he's off to see the world! If ever you feel the need to exalt, he'd really appreciate it if you could just return him to the home lair, or to the 'Dragons Off To See The World' thread, here. This is not necessary, but he would be very grateful!



Owners I've Had:

hav3ndere
kdanv
Berrybbtr
KingVulture
The hub[/i]
Zikul
SakraKaine
CountessG
Rarecreature

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Gizmo was bored of his life at home. Having lived in the same lair for 5 years, yet unable to find his own special niche within the clan, he grew tired of the same old cave walls and craved adventure like many of his warrior friends. Despite offers of protection from the fighters in his lair, Gizmo decided that he needed independence at this time and politely declined the escort services of his clan. Not much of a fighter, Gizmo had to travel simply for the sake of travel - maybe some day along the way he would find his first mate, learn combat and magic, or discover his unique life purpose. With nothing but a small backpack filled with some insect rations and a journal, away he flew from the lair he knew...

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After a long and not so safe journey through multiple lands, the little fae reached the Fire domain. Quite famished, he laid asleep in what little vegetation he found. He has been found by one of Avalon's gatherers and brought to the clan, where he received food and water. After getting back to his own wings a few days later, he started meeting and getting to know everyone. Months passed and he enjoyed his time in this clan, he even met Leaffa and had 3 hatchlings together.
Unfortunately, one day, he was caught while foraging for new seeds by a powerful storm which blew him far, far away.

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After the incident with the wind blowing him away, Gizmo started to let it guide him instead of hinder him. He passed by many lairs, but never stuck around long. That sense of adventure was eating away at him and he wanted to embrace it. Of course, there were still times he sometimes found himself being blown away by the wind out of his control. This time he found himself within The Forgotten Kingdom, after he had crashed into an imperial who seemed just as surprised as him. Said imperial, who he learned was named Seraki, had been taking some time by himself due to being picked on by some other dragons. Seraki brought Gizmo to the nearby inn so he had a place to stay, before he parted ways with another imperial, who he assumed was his brother based on the similarities. Gizmo spent some time resting at the Apharin Inn, occasionally going into the Forgotten Kingdom itself to look around at the shops and meet the dragons. He found no one of much interest, but he did bump into Seraki once or twice while the imperial was out shopping. Other than that, not much notable had happened during his stay. Although he did enjoy how the inn had beds and nests for all breeds of dragons. Gizmo enjoyed being able to sleep in the trees.

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Great. Gizmos was thoroughly stuck in a tree. Again. With a flutter and a thrash Gizmo tumbled to the ground. His wings were scratched and torn on the way down. Pain shot up his hands and wrists as he tried to catch himself. Gizmo moaned pitifully and rubbed his wrists. The forest he landed in was dark, unusually so. The glowing trees of Starwood were dark. Not a single firefly or wisp lit the darkness. Nothing broke the silence. There was a stench in the air. It took a moment for his mid to place it. Rotting magic. Fear turned Gizmo's blood to ice as he recalled some of his warrior training. Shade beast. Abomination.

Something was crunching through the underbrush. The scent of decomposition and wrongness grew stronger. Gizmo hid in the roots of the tree that had trapped him. He winced with pain at his sprained wrists as he adjusted himself. Then it emerged. It used to be an Obelisk. Black ichor leaked from its skeletal joints. Its jaw hung open at a broken angle and its eyes were gone, leaving only ragged sockets. The creature half walked, half dragged itself; searching. Blind. Carefully, so carefully, Gizmo picked up a tiny pebble. The effort made him want the shriek with pain, perhaps his wrist was more then just sprained. Praying that the soft hiss of fabric didn't attract the beasts attention, he flung the pebble. It made soft plink on a tree a Guardian's length away. The horrible thing exploded into movement. It lunged at the tree, ribs stretching wide like a trap. Gizmo leapt into the air and flew faster then he had in his whole life. Ripping through tree, heedless of the further damage it did to his wings. Upward into daylight.

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Gizmo somehow find himself here at this forest and he went to explore it more. Then, he discover there is a kingdom in this forest and went towards the kingdom. Then, he saw a waterfall and it was so beautiful that he could cry. After he finished looking, he discover an Inn and he deciding on to stay the night there or other place to stay the night. He decided not it stay the night in the Inn and continue on his exploring. He try many different foods here and he needs to find a place to stay the night. So, he find a place for him to stay the night. The night was hard for him and he wish to sleep in a different place. Like a place to be comforble and warm to sleep. So, he decided to find a perfect place to spent the time. Suddenly, he saw a perfect place for him. So, he went inside and find out it was lovely. He noticed that he break into the place and he never ask permission to spent the night here. He was tried and he didn't want to do anything. So, he went to sleep. In morning, something woke him up and he open his eyes to see what it's. He can't believe what he saw. A female skydancer was looking at him and wondering what he is doing here. So, he look at her and he say sorry to her. Then, he took off running and he made it outside. Then, he lift up his wings and just flew away with the wind again.