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Ice

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The Warden of Estoheomu Prison

Frost

Winter Wolf

Energy: 50/50

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Length

0.63 m

Wingspan

1.48 m

Weight

1.75 kg

Genetics

Moon
Giraffe

White
Hex

White
Peacock

Hatchday

Jul 23, 2018
(5 years)

Breed

Adult
Fae

Eye Type

Lightning
Common

Level 25 Fae

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STR

132

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QCK

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ICE

The Warden of Estoheomu

♛
”You Shall Forever be Lost to the Last Ice”

♛

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Encounter at the Gates
of ESTOHEOMU

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Overpowered

______ A shade-touched dragon is dragged into one of the frigid fortresses of Estoheomu in the Southern Icefields. Writhing, shrieking with voices not their own, trying desperately to escape before they are forever thrust into a cold, frozen prison, under heavy watch and scrutiny of many strong gaolers.

Following behind the two Gaoler Guards is a loved one of that dragon, trying desperately to reason with the captors of their loved one. Surely there must be another way, surely if the shade-touched one stayed under their watch, in their home, then they can't do any harm.

But the large gaolers dragging them away won't budge. In fact, the guard he snarls that they need to stop following him, because none are permitted past the gates of The Last Ice.

Yet that loved one, foolishly thinking their care can save their Shade touched love. They do not listen, and tries to follow the Gaolers as the shade-touched one is forever hauled off into the foreboding darkness of an icy fortress gates.

As tension rises, and the Gaolers try everything to get this dragon to buzz off and let them do their job, as someone lets out a commanding shout from inside.

It's a booming voice, echoing throughout the fortress. The gaolers startled quickly part, almost scrambling out of the way, as someone - the warden, they whisper urgently - approaches to see what all the commotion is for.

Now this poor dragon out front who just wanted to help their now shade doomed friend, is at least mildly terrified. Because there's some serious anxiety coming off of these gaolers. The warden of this prison must be absolutely horrifying. Perhaps he should not push this further…

Yet, Then they see him…
Ice.
A fae.
A relatively small fae, at that…
The small Fae Hardly came up to the ankles of the Gaoler Guards.

To make up for his size, however, he was covered in sleek armor; while chains and sharp shards of ice hung heavy off his wings. Did it not make it difficult in this cold? Surely it was limiting his ability to fly?… but that hardly seemed the case as the Fae landed before them. Hardly any of his scales were exposed, save for arguably the most vulnerable area: His neck… As though it was bare intentionally, as a dare towards anyone who may try to attack him.

Now how in the world did that fae's voice boom as it had? One wouldn't doubt that he was a force to be reckoned with, given he had both gaolers at his side avoiding his gaze, as he swiveled his head armored head looking at the larger dragons, with a soft hiss as his frills flattened… the guards tucking their heads without much else…. How did this Fae command such respect from dragons so much bigger than he?… but. Still. That just didn't seem quite possible…

Either way.
The loved one swiftly tries to tell their story to the Warden, as though he'll be more sympathetic.
Surely a Fae would be more sympathetic.

Interrupting, the dragon…
Coldly, yet simply, Ice responds:
"No."

And that's it.
The loved one tries again.

"No."

Then, much to the surprise of the other dragon, sparks of electricity are seen bouncing threateningly alongside the surface of the helmet, as frosty breath seeps from the helm with a soft hiss…
The large guards stepping back at the sound, as the shade-touched shrieks, thinks it’s free and attempts to bolt, only to be slammed to the frozen floor in an instant by that tiny Fae. His body crackling with lightning as the iced floor cracks beneath the shade touched…

Lightning?! The Warden of an ice fortress is one of the Lightning flight? AND is a Fae?!
When did he even move?!

...Oddly, the sort of... unnaturalness to this whole situation is even more unnerving.
The dragon shifted in its uneasiness. They wanted to argue for their loved ones sake… Yet, This doesn't seem like an argument anyone could win. Not Against this Fae, as it shrank back from the pressure of that Tiny dragons gaze…

The poor other dragon had no choice but to give up, drooping their wings as they submitted to the Wardens gaze, only glancing one more at the shell of their loved one, now turned shade…. Before sulking away…
All while being watched like a hawk by the Southern Icefield's smallest, yet most threatening, Warden.

Lore by: Clam

______ Additional Notes:
Pronouns: Him/ He
Sexuality: unknown, has yet to show interest
Lair: The Prison he guards is Named after the Glacier it rests in known as “Last Ice” or Estoheomu.
Outside of an occupational patrol, Ice rarely leaves the Confines of the Prison Fortress.
He is Unshakable in his charge and is known for being cold, yet the Gaolers that follow him respect his dedication and tenacity that has earned him the rights along with his might to be called the Warden of the Last Ice.
Heritage: His Father was born to the Ice Flight, and it is most likely where he gets his aptitude to the cold. While Ice’s Great great Grandfather was a massive Imperial by the name of Amundsen, He was notorious on the battlefield, but fell in his later years during a Dominance Battle. After Several Generations that Tenacity and Presence has Appeared again in Ice. His Humaniod form is that of a Large Warrior, and his Lightning magic is normally Channeled through his sword, making it devastating to any who would be unlucky enough to have him turn a blade upon them.

Bio template base by Mibella, find it here.

ART GALLERY

Art by: Ichorous

Art Reference: Marriage of Convenience, Count Zachery De Arno
( I Love how his Helm looks like a Fae Dragons Face from the side

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Art Reference: Marriage of Convenience, Count Zachery De Arno

Art by: End0scrypt

Art by: St0rmy

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