Krevadia

(#47592375)
Level 1 Skydancer
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Water.
Female Skydancer
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Personal Style

Apparel

Raven Sylvan Bracelets
Black Cat

Skin

Accent: The Swandancer

Scene

Scene: Haunted Museum

Measurements

Length
4.07 m
Wingspan
3.28 m
Weight
516.75 kg

Genetics

Primary Gene
Thistle
Piebald
Thistle
Piebald
Secondary Gene
Phthalo
Bee
Phthalo
Bee
Tertiary Gene
Phthalo
Runes
Phthalo
Runes

Hatchday

Hatchday
Dec 12, 2018
(5 years)

Breed

Breed
Adult
Skydancer

Eye Type

Eye Type
Water
Common
Level 1 Skydancer
EXP: 0 / 245
Meditate
Contuse
STR
4
AGI
5
DEF
4
QCK
9
INT
9
VIT
4
MND
9

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

  • none

Biography

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art by Satire ~
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Krevadia
Trait | Trait | Trait
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Role: Their role
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RELATIONS
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Family: Avielle
Friends: Cicada, Mila, Kali
Enemies: Kaimana, Rus, Serozha

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She descends from a long line of dragons that hail from the first skydancer to arrive on the shoreline, the same that slew the leviathan who's body became the three sections of the surrounding land. Though slight of frame, she trains any dragons able to guard the shoreline city by finding and amplifying their strengths. She's constantly bickering with Serozha about the best methods to train dragons or strike down rocs and harpies, only really pausing to take dramatic sips of the only thing they can agree on: tea.

She's distant cousins with Avielle, and guides her to Madhavi's sanctuary in the mangroves after her cousin is exiled from the castle grounds. Though critical of Serozha's way of training Avielle, she has her hands full as leader of the cityguard.

Seaside Kelpie Mane
Behemoth Lance
Wild Green Discus
Fishing Net
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Against the Leviathan
There was once a leviathan so great it could swallow a city. With pearly teeth like pikes and fins as great as the tallest of waves, it ravaged the ocean, terrorizing the dragons that had lived there for ages. The dragons, unwilling to lose their homes attempted to fight against it to no avail. No matter the traps they laid, poisons they set out, or hunters that pursued it, the leviathan continued to evade and torment them. It tore through their nets and gobbled up entire schools of fish in a single breath. Homes were leveled by giant waves left in its wake, swamping the nearby farmlands. It delighted in doing more damage than needed and eating more than necessary.
As the villages of the shore grew hungry and desperate, they called upon the strongest warriors from far off lands to hunt down the beast. One by one they fell, the tail too quick to sever, the hide too thick for spears, the maw too massive to dodge. The gathered council, fearing for the lives of their people, began to make plans to move back to the harpy lands from which they had fled so long ago. They gathered their belongings, packed baskets of dried fish and vegetables, and after dousing the pyres lighting their ancestor’s altars, they abandoned their homes.
The elders of each village drew their people to the centermost village’s gates, with the shore at their backs they made for the mountains. But as the first dragon stepped through the traveler’s gate, a figure appeared before them. A dark blue skydancer, gawky in ill-fitted garb and awkward under the bulk of a backpack, strode confidently to the gate.
“I seek the villages that call for a skilled hunter,” she said. They eyed her, regarding her small stature in disappointment.
“We’re leaving this place. The warriors have fallen,” spoke the elder of the northern village.
“I’m the only warrior you’ll need. I will the defeat the beast,” she said.
“We do not have much to give you in the way of a reward,” spoke the elder of the central village. “Our nets have been torn, our homes have been leveled, and our farms have been swamped. We have not much food or shelter.”
“I only ask for a bite of fish, and a night beneath a tent,” she said.
The trio of elders deliberated a bit before returning to the skydancer. The elder of the southern village stepped forward and spoke.
“We give you one night, we travel by darkness out of the creatures sight in hopes to reach the rainforests by sunrise. We would give you what you ask, and more once we are able. Take care, warrior, that you do not lose your life. We have but little hope left, and that much lies only with you.”
The skydancer looked to the twin rising moons and nodded. “This night is all I need.”
As the villagers set out on the travelers path, she set to work. Leaving her pack on some rocks jutting up near the shore, she shed her robes to reveal an array of tattoos covering her legs, side, and flank. A swirl of waves tumbled down a shoulder, spilling into a tangle of seaweed swaying in the tide, where the silhouettes of fish darted in the shadows. Carefully folding up the clothing and setting it with her pack, she tucked the bag into a hollow set high in the nearby cliffside and dove beneath the waves. She didn’t need to lay hidden amongst the shadowy seaweed long before she felt the leviathan close by. The waters became rougher and the fish took shelter in the underwater caves. Even the sharks and octopi slipped away. She could see bits of it at a time, but it was so massive a creature she could never see the entire thing at once. She gathered her courage and dug her claws into a rockface.
“I am the mightiest of all creatures, greater than all leviathans, stronger than any tide, nothing could ever defeat me,” she shouted into the dark waters, her voice amplified by the cave systems.
The leviathan thrashed angrily, buffeting the waves with it’s fins. The skydancer held fast to her rock, watching the bright scales of the leviathan for weak spots.
“I think not,” boomed the leviathan. “Nothing could ever outmatch me, I have ever been the largest and strongest, I will render you to shreds with my teeth. Show yourself beast.” As the leviathan brandished its heavy jaws, she looked below the rows of serrated teeth to catch sight of a soft pale throat.
She shivered for a moment imagining the sharp edges ripping through her, then steadied her nerves. “I show myself to you now. Your small teeth could barely slice through a sardine. My teeth are of jagged rock, you are so insignificant I only need close my mouth and swallow you up.”
The leviathan paused as the skydancer witnessed a great eye searching the towering rocks like knives spearing the ocean floor.
“I think not,” the leviathan howled. “My scales are harder than bone, no spear has ever pierced my side. Your teeth would never even scratch me. Show yourself.”
The beast swam slower, taking the time to show off thickly ridged scales ending in points. As it proudly displayed its broad sides, she saw a glimpse of the belly where the scales ever so slightly pulled apart with every movement.
“I show myself to you now. My hide is ever changing, like the shifting of sands. You could sink your teeth in again and again and never reach below my skin. You are so insignificant it would consume you before I am harmed.”
The leviathan once again took a turn about the water, the skydancer watching as the other eye kept its gaze on the sands below.
“I think not,” gnashed the leviathan. “The strength of my tail alone could rip the skin from your bones. Nothing can match my magnificent tail for speed and power. Show yourself.”
And with that it lashed its great tail nearly tearing the skydancer from her hiding spot. She panicked, unsure what to say next. As the tail moved, she spotted an exposed point between spike and fin where tail met the spine. She shook her head and spoke.
“I show myself to you now. Yet my tail, which has carved the trenches and begins the typhoons, is much too big for a minnow like you to rest your eyes upon. It lays its end so far away you would need to swim for two days to find the edge of a fin, but only because you are so insignificant.”
The beast roared, the sound uprooting the reeds from the sand, as shards of the cliffsides crumbled into the sea. Her hiding place now gone, the skydancer was only safe from being found when she spotted the third great eye of the leviathan searching away to the great trenches just beyond her sight. She quickly swam to a place near floating debris, knowing her time was nearly up. Her tattoos allowed her to sink into the background as she allowed her wings to sway with the seaweed.
“I think not,” the leviathan finally rumbled. “I have eaten the most cunning and fiercest of prey, as I now hunt you. I have sampled every eel, shark, ray, jellyfish, I am immune to their teeth and sting. I snap up even the mightiest warrior dragons and harpies without effort--”
With the memory of the hunters that fell before her, the skydancer became angry, interrupting the leviathan before it could finish it’s thought.
“I have consumed moons.”
“I think not,” retorted the leviathan. With that it whipped its heavy tail, fins stirring the waters into whirlpools as it rose up from the ocean to lunge at the nearest moon. In a moment the skydancer followed suit, her tiny form breaking the surface of the water to reach her pack tucked safely away. She retrieved three arrows, and as the head of the beast ascended she let loose the first arrow. The scales of the chest separated with every breath of the giant lungs and she shot a second arrow at the heart. As the end of the tail just left the ocean, she aimed her last arrow at the exposed joint in the spine, hitting her mark as the jaws of the leviathan snapped shut around the moon.
The sound reverberated through the land, causing the villagers to stop their trek and look up. Seeing the falling beast they scattered. The northern villagers ran to the forest finding shelter in the waterfalls. The central villagers, having not made it quite as far, fled to the mangroves to hide among the roots of the trees. Last to have left, the southern villagers ran home to their dwellings among rocks at the shore.
The massive teeth were said to have split the waterfalls where they fell in the rainforest, carrying shards of the moon that are said to have enchanted the northerners into the faefolk we know now. The chest landed in the mangroves, becoming a sanctuary for any who need shelter, where waters move like blood through the trees, connected to a heart that’s said to beat beneath the silt and bring life to the lifeless to this day. The tail thrashed as it hit the land, carving ever-changing waterways that both connect and confuse anyone but the villagers to the shore and mangroves, and leaving behind a wide bay for travelers and trade.
All inhabitants of the land return every full moon to dance together beneath its light, share food and shelter, to celebrate the descendants of the skydancer and dance the hours away ~
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