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Slipper

(#40913815)

My randomized progen! (never scattered)

Familiar

Regal Bladebearer

Energy: 47/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

10.59 m

Wingspan

16.02 m

Weight

7867.99 kg

Genetics

Rust
Metallic

Black
Basic

Fire
Opal

Hatchday

Apr 14, 2018
(6 years)

Breed

Adult
Guardian

Eye Type

Arcane
Common

Level 25 Guardian

Max Level

STR

120

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

none

Offspring

Biography

S L I P P E R

Founder • Trainer

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PHYSICAL DETAILS:

▸ Basics: Female, Guardian, Arcane

▸ Colors: Rust, Black, Fire

▸ Genes: Metallic, Basic, Opal

▸ Build: Mire Flyer

B I O G R A P H Y

Slipper likes to call herself the "strongest dragon in Sornieth". She was born into a small clan of Guardians somewhere around the Focal Point, though she cannot recall it's exact whereabouts. As a small clan, the dragons had to know how to defend themselves from larger clans and threatening Beastclans. At a young age was Slipper taught to fight and became thick-headed, often dashing head-first into fights that could be avoided. She wouldn't care about how necessary a fight would be, as she adores the thrill and adrenaline it gives her.

After an eventful fight with a wandering Beastclan, Slipper found herself alone. She didn't notice that in the midst of the fight, the majority of her small clan had fled while the rest had perished at the hands of the beasts. Pent up with rage, Slipper fled from the beasts as well in search of her clan. As she soared among the skies of the Starfall Isles, she began to contemplate about her stance on the clan she was born into. "We could've taken them, we could've won! I was taught to stay headstrong and not back down from a fight, while those hypocrites ate their own words and fled!" Slipper harrumphed. "They don't deserve me." She spoke to herself as she flew down towards a ridge in the Crystalspine Reaches to rest. "I bet I could take them all on by myself and win!" Slipper chuckled.

"Heh, I don't doubt that, lady!" A voice could be heard from below the Guardian, who jumped off the ridge and took flight in surprise. She turned, ready to face whatever could be threatening her when her eyes locked on a small Fae fluttering about in a cave entrance below her perch. "Is that a threat?"She sneered. The Fae only giggled, still observing the Guardian from his hole in the Reaches. "Not at all! It was just an observation. You're quite eager for a fight, aren't you?" Slipper only glared at the Fae, trying to think of what motive it could have to be talking to her in such a manner. She flapped her wings, pushing herself back as the Fae flew out of the cave entrance and closer to Slipper. "You must belong to quite a powerful clan to be as great of a fighter as you!" The Fae blinked. "No, I don't have a clan." Slipper snorted. "Oh?" The Fae fluttered closer to Slipper, making her more anxious and ready for an attack. "Then how would you feel about helping me make mine?"

MATE

SON

PERSONAL DETAILS:

▸ Qualities: bullheaded, brawny

▸Interests: fights, beastclans,

▸ Dislikes: other clans, helpless dragons

▸ Skills: hunter, fighter, battle planner

_A DREAM_

____Slipper was astonished by the suggestion the Fae had given her. The disdain that had built up towards clans and relying on others caused her to shoot him down immediately, flying off into the Starwood Strands without a second thought. As she saw the sun begin to set and the trees start to bloom into their wondrous colors, she mumbled to herself all the reasons why being in a clan, let alone making one, is a terrible idea. The guardian snapped out of her thoughts as she spotted a fairly large burrow to sleep in for the night. As she flew over to the burrow and crept inside, she thought of all the places she could go now that she wasn't so dependent on any clan mates.

____The Guardian found herself on top of a large stone, looking down on various dragons moving about. There were cries and shrieking, both on the ground and above her in the skies. Slipper's heart quickened its pace as she drunk in what was happening; there was a battle. She looked down at herself to find she was decorated with battle armor fit for a leader. It was spiked, and she was ready to fight back on an attacker that might want to ambush her. Slipper turned her attention back to the scene in front of her when she heard the cries die down. The battle seemed to have stopped, as some dragons were fleeing the scene. The remaining dragons turned and began to walk towards Slipper. Before Slipper could detect the sign of a potential threat, the dragons cheered. She felt warmth fill her chest as she realized who she was to these dragons. A leader. She began to roar and cheer with the dragons below her, but before long everything goes quiet, and her vision begins to blur.

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_A DEAL_

____Sipper woke with a start. She stood up abruptly and slammed her head on the roof of the borrow in shock of what she had seen. She blinked as she took in her new surroundings. "It was just a dream.." Slipper mumbled. What was once a warmth in her heart grew cold in disappointment. Her hidden desire to lead had sprung forth to her, and now she sat in a dirty borrow to herself. The Guardian huffed and shot out of the borrow in self-embarrassment. "Why did I get myself caught up in a stupid fantasy like that?" Slipper thought to herself. As she soared across the Starwood Strands, she came to an abrupt halt as the Crystalspine Reaches filled her view. She hovered for a moment as she remembered the strange Fae's offering. "If I help them make the clan... I'll-! I'll be able to lead and order around everyone in it!" Slipper beamed. She flew towards the Reaches with her heart set on finding that weird little Fae..

____A while had passed since Slipper had found the Fae, who introduced himself as Jayna, and told him that she changed her mind about his offer. After dealing with the Fae's ecstasy, the two got to work on building and shaping the clans lair. While the clan is still small, Slipper takes pride in teaching the 'Newbies' on how to fight before sending them off to serve under the Arcanist. She often butts heads with Tiki, the clans general, as the Imperial had stolen Slipper's wanted role as General almost immediately after Slipper had told him about it. Even though she finds that she prefers training dragons to the thought of fighting with them, the Guardian still has a grudge towards Tiki's backstabbing. But everything considered, Slipper truly feels at home and safe within her clan.

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