Mythos
(#43104749)
Level 1 Skydancer
Familiar
Fungi Sage
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Fire.
Male Skydancer
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.07 m
Wingspan
5.13 m
Weight
930.29 kg
Genetics
Antique
Python
Python
Periwinkle
Shimmer
Shimmer
Abyss
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Skydancer
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
4
AGI
5
DEF
4
QCK
9
INT
9
VIT
4
MND
9
Biography
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M Y T H O S W R I Z I T A
QUIET WRITER |
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Quiet | Cold | Intelligent
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History
Traveling was supposed to broaden Mythos’ horizons, not reduce them. He reflected on this bitterly as he sat shivering inside his prison. He’d been cold for...How long had it been? Here in the Southern Icefield, it was nearly impossible to tell when the sun set and rose. He couldn’t see it, anyway, from where he was imprisoned. He remembered his home fondly now: a clan in the Ashfall Waste. As a youth, Mythos had been interested in chatting with travelers, hearing their stories and asking them questions. Often it felt like his mind wasn’t broad enough to hold all those new ideas, and he began writing them down, amassing stacks of paper. His clan, however, made it clear that they didn’t need a writer, and so Mythos decided to leave. He would travel abroad, learning about other dragons and lands. He believed he’d already found his true calling, and he couldn’t wait to learn more from the world. “That’s foolish; you’re too young to know better,” many clanmates grumbled. No one encouraged him, and Mythos thought they were glad to see him go. That suited him just fine. The clan had become volatile recently, something about their leader and another dragon jockeying for power. Mythos left them to it, embarking on his journey to get to know the world better. Months passed. Then years....As Mythos grew, his enthusiasm waned. He was unprepared for how big the world was, how complicated it could be. “Is this your first time here, young stranger? Have a drink!” He remembered a group of fellow travelers, dragons plying him with hot, aromatic drinks. He laughed and feasted with them while the hours plodded past....Come morning, and he was alone, staring around in dismay. His things were gone, and so were the other travelers. They had robbed him. He remembered running to a nearby inn to ask for help. He’d explained what’d happened to him....But the innkeeper had slammed the door in his face, bellowing, “No payment, no board and lodging!” He left Mythos standing helplessly outside. Thunder rumbled and a storm broke, drenching the Skydancer in freezing-cold rain. That set the tone for many of Mythos’ travels. All around Sornieth, he saw dragons cast aside once they were too old or feeble to work, heard stories of hatchlings abandoned when their families couldn’t feed them. There were those who choose fame over friendship, who scorned love when gold was offered to them. The world, once so interesting and hopeful, now seemed dreary, cold, and cynical. Mythos, his interests and earnestness scorned at every turn, slowly became dreary and cynical as well. But darned if he would return home and become just another metalworker. He still had lands to explore, and he joined a surveying team bound for the Cloudscape Crags. They’d be searching for mineral and ore veins; Mythos joined them as a records-keeper. It was a far cry from being a storyteller, but it was something. They met the Mirrors in the wilderness. The team should’ve been wary of them, but this faded when the pack offered warm drinks to the surveyors. Mythos’ feathers prickled as he took a sip. The setup was eerily familiar. “Stop! Don’t drink that!” he wanted to yell, but already the world was going dark... ~ ~ ~ Mythos awoke to a scene of horror: One of the Mirrors was prodding him, hissing, “Still alive!” Another Mirror cackled. “The others are gone now. Still warm, though.” She smacked her lips audibly, and Mythos shuddered and shut his eyes again. The Mirrors took him along after disposing of his comrades. They forced him to haul their supplies and butcher their food, a task that made Mythos’ stomach churn. These dragons were incredibly savage, and they weren’t picky about what they ate. They didn’t treat him kindly either. Mythos was always cold and starving, and any time he weakened, the Mirrors attacked him, scratching and kicking. It wasn’t long before he fell ill. Mythos realized his captors couldn’t know about this. If they did, they would abandon him—or worse. He escaped during a blizzard. They chased him, laughing like a pack of hyenas, and he burrowed into a deep snowdrift to hide. The blizzard soon erased his tracks. “I should stay silent....” he told himself. He heard the Mirrors approach, snarling and slavering. He stayed as still and quiet as a stone, waiting for hours as the Mirrors left, the storm abated, and silence descended over the land. Hours and hours in the cold, the dark... He was delirious when he stumbled into a seaside town. The only coherent thought in his mind was “I should stay silent.” And so he remained, not speaking when others asked him his name, offered him food and drink, or said they were taking him back to the mainland. “I should stay silent. I’m too weak to work.” He remembered the Mirrors licking their chops hungrily. “They’ll hurt me because I can’t work. I should...escape...” When the ship docked at the Ashfall Waste, Mythos slipped overboard. He stumbled ashore and staggered into the darkness. He traveled for...weeks? Maybe this time, it was only days. When he finally collapsed, familiar dragons found him. “Is this...Mythos?” “The writer? But he left years ago! How did he find us?” “Quick—someone get a healer. What on Sornieth happened to him?” Perhaps the Flamecaller had been looking out for him. Mythos’ birth clan had left their lair while he’d been abroad, and somehow, he’d found them at their new home. Familiar faces leaned in close as his clanmates surrounded him. “Mythos, talk to us. Who’s done this to you?” But Mythos wouldn’t tell. After years of traveling, finding only a cruel and uncaring world, he knew better. He would still keep records, but there would be no more stories from him. No more words. He had learned that it was better that way.
+ Curious | Intelligent | Watchful +
= Weird | Mute | Careful = - Homely | Negative | Disturbed -
EXTRAS
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~ Lore written by Disillusionist (254672)
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~ Lore written by Disillusionist (254672)
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Event: Reactor Collapse
Within the cold confines of what had become clan Tamotoral held a large electric reactor powered and run by the Livewire crew. This crew had one of their members leading around a tour group when something begins to break down, sirens begin to scream. The livewire looks up in horror as one of the support beams of the reactor begins to fall. Before a cry can rip itself from the poor skydancer's throat it falls over several in the group, leaving two unharmed but shocked. The sirens are getting louder. More and more things begin to fall apart.
Outside the reactor the denizens of the clan look up from their work. One in particular, a skydancer with a bad attitude and iris colored flanks, jerks up. Horror blazes to his face, taking off to the sky with a sharp leap, flapping to the reactor. His terror was caused by his knowledge that his only daughter was within, on a tour with a family friend and his girlfriend. Caelyn was trying so hard to get within that when he did, he gained a couple slices through his skin as he plunged through a shattered window. His dark eyes looked around, worry written on his face. He spotted a light green wing from under a beam. He puts a paw to his mouth and a scream rips from his throat. He dives down to her, landing. He begins to sob.
Galika Kaltam, Aditya Flare, Abridol Fluster, Albena Skirir, Cherno Nexi, Sellara Minko, Quantizal Minko, and Lilyan Frazier will be dearly missed.
Within the cold confines of what had become clan Tamotoral held a large electric reactor powered and run by the Livewire crew. This crew had one of their members leading around a tour group when something begins to break down, sirens begin to scream. The livewire looks up in horror as one of the support beams of the reactor begins to fall. Before a cry can rip itself from the poor skydancer's throat it falls over several in the group, leaving two unharmed but shocked. The sirens are getting louder. More and more things begin to fall apart.
Outside the reactor the denizens of the clan look up from their work. One in particular, a skydancer with a bad attitude and iris colored flanks, jerks up. Horror blazes to his face, taking off to the sky with a sharp leap, flapping to the reactor. His terror was caused by his knowledge that his only daughter was within, on a tour with a family friend and his girlfriend. Caelyn was trying so hard to get within that when he did, he gained a couple slices through his skin as he plunged through a shattered window. His dark eyes looked around, worry written on his face. He spotted a light green wing from under a beam. He puts a paw to his mouth and a scream rips from his throat. He dives down to her, landing. He begins to sob.
Galika Kaltam, Aditya Flare, Abridol Fluster, Albena Skirir, Cherno Nexi, Sellara Minko, Quantizal Minko, and Lilyan Frazier will be dearly missed.
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