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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
2.45 m
Wingspan
3.45 m
Weight
275.8 kg
Genetics
Hickory
Cherub
Cherub
Latte
Seraph
Seraph
Driftwood
Runes
Runes
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 15 Tundra
EXP: 465 / 60881
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
7
VIT
7
MND
7
Biography
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Pinesoul | The Journalist It's well known that magic can warp perception of the real and the false. Inexplicable fairy lights, will o' wisps, and other such phenomena haunt the legends and myths of draconian cultures since time immemorial, and Pinesoul has made it her life's goal to research and document these kinds of folklore in a more professional manor than mere he-said-she-said hearsay. She maintains a column in a well known magazine and occasionally publishes books collating her findings. Pinesoul herself presents a skeptical demeaner and does her best to track down and dispel any falsehoods and fabrications in order to maintain credibility for her work. A good number of high brow institutions scoff at her work, considering it without practical use and therefore without any value, which makes her credibility immensely important in the pursuit of any research that may need to be done there. |
The truth of her attitude and understanding, however, goes far deeper than what she publishes. Pinesoul can see things. Not the kind of things that coexist with the mortal plane, not the creatures that Saze would fit right in with, and neither the twitching horrors that Aonani swears up and down that lurk in the darkest recesses of the Hewn City. No, Pinesoul can sense a higher kind of entity. She has yet to find another dragon who can see what she can, but she continues her research in the hopes that one day she will find another who shares her condition.
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It started when she was a hatchling. Shadow, swooping in to congratulate her daughter on her newest clutch and look over her grandchildren, had noted with some concern that one fluffy chocolate hatchling was staring blankly at her, seemingly fascinated with something right over the skydancer's shoulder. Though uncomfortable, Shadow determined it just meant that the odd furball had seen a pretty cloud, disregarding the fact that said cloud seemed to always be right behind her own wings.
To Pinesoul, however, there was something else. A Presence, a haze of light nearly undetectable by casual glance, hovered over the strange dragon's shoulder, and seemed to stare right at her. It was much later though, that she discovered that only she could see it. The Presence seemed to favor watching over Shadow, though many a time she noticed it following other dragons. She watched it warily for a long time until she noticed that it never seemed to do anything. It simply followed seemingly random dragons and that was it.
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Older now, Pinesoul has made a variety of observations about the Presences only she seems to be able to see. There is only ever one per lair, though not all lairs seem to have one, oddly enough. And they seem to all behave differently. Most are just like the one in the Breezen Clan. They follow a dragon of importance or notability, and watch over the dragons in the lair. Some others are different, following only a single dragon, and despite countless nights of spying, she has yet to find commonality in them. Other Presences she has found instead seem bound to a place, watching the dragons of the clan pass by as if just an observer. She's yet to find a correlation between those objects; sometimes it's the management office of a large clan, and sometimes it's the lamppost on a small side street well away from the city center of whatever place she's visiting.
Pinesoul has spent years tracking rumors and legends of ghosts and spirits that haunt lairs, but each is a tad different from what she sees. Some say they are dragon-shaped, some are blatantly malicious, and others chill the air and make dragons disappear. She's fairly certain those are hoaxes after several years of chasing down leads, but she is frustrated by just how little she knows after all this time. Where the Presences came from, why they're here, if they are intelligent, or even capable of communication are questions she seeks to answer.
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Pinesoul has returned to her home the past few months, after the arrival of Flow. The Presence of the Breezen clan has changed from hopping around from dragon to dragon to almost exclusively sticking with the strange hatchling, and Pinesoul has been doing her best to figure out why. Flow herself remains an enigma.
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