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Personal Style
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Skin
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Length
6.09 m
Wingspan
6.73 m
Weight
660.58 kg
Genetics
Tan
Poison
Poison
Sand
Bee
Bee
Sand
Okapi
Okapi
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Mirror
Max Level
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Biography
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Temerity Savage #49062277 |
Temerity (n) - excessive confidence or boldness; audacity.
Quote:
"Try me, comrade!" The grinning challenge draws your attention to the sparring grounds, a bloodied but no less enthusiastic Savage squaring off with multiple members of her Family. They pace in circles, her always watching her back to make sure none of her attackers are able to flank her. Her tail suddenly strikes out, smacking one of her assailants with a whip-crack sound. They cry out, backing away as the others attempt to use this as an opening to attack. She gets swarmed, but something tells you she's going to be fine.
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P E R S O N A L I T Y
______Temerity is a walking beacon of trouble and she's fully aware of it. She's reckless and bold, and it gets her into trouble just as much as it gets her out of it. She loves a good fight and tends to make friends with other dragons that do too. She's unapologetically loud and makes no secret of how rough and tumble she is. ______Challenge invigorates her in any form. Raging tempests, sandstorm brownouts, overwhelming odds -- if she isn't fighting nature or other dragons, she's just not living lift to the fullest! |
H I S T O R Y
______Temerity was of noble birth. She and her two siblings were hatched to Duke Beloved and Duchess Glimmer. The three glimmering imperials were energetic and playful as hatchlings. Temerity was not the oldest of the three, but she was the biggest, so she was to inherit everything the family had. While Temerity’s siblings were allowed to do as they pleased, she was stuck learning to be a proper noble. They dressed her in silk clothing and delicate flowers. She was to be their perfect little princess.
______Temerity hated it.
______Temerity just wanted to go to the training grounds. She wanted swords, not books! Why were all imperials so weak? They were so big, but so many of them just wanted to be scholars and waste all that power. Just like her siblings. Despite being big dragons and having all the freedom in the world, they wasted it. They were just wasting their lives away. They were so useless.
______Temerity’s parents were growing older. They were talking more and more about Temerity inheriting the land, the estate, and the family money. They were having a special dress made for her. It was gold and fluffy; it had bows and ribbons and glitter. It was awful. Temerity couldn’t handle it. She had to do something. She wasn’t just going to stand by and let her life be run by someone else.
______She donned a cloak to hide her identity and snuck out into town. It was a rather strange town on the beach. The town was known to have anything a dragon could need, whether legal or not. The strange and morally ambiguous town was known as Port Ayles. Temerity shifted nervously. Not only was she unfamiliar with the place, but she didn’t want to be recognized and the large coin pouch slung on her side was terribly heavy.
______She pushed open the heavy door to a magic shop. Within, another dragon was sitting in the middle of a runic circle. The patterns on his scales were shifting and changing. Perfect! Temerity walked around the circle and approached the counter. The hooded dragon slid a sort of catalogue across the counter to Temerity. The catalogue listed all the different things she could have done the prices for them. She didn’t want to be recognized as a noble anymore. She had to be as far from it as she could.
______Nearly two million treasure and eight hours later, Temerity was laying on a cot in the back of the store. Everything was different. She was such a small mirror. She was nothing like her siblings anymore. The only thing that kept her tied to her family now was her wings and her eyes… for now. If dragons started recognizing her, she knew she would have to cut all ties.
______Feeling groggy and a bit sore, Temerity stumbled to another shop to purchase some new clothing. Now changed, she returned home. Her parents were infuriated. How dare she change all that they had given her? How dare she throw away her life? How dare she turn her back on all they had done for her? Without a second thought, they cast her out and bid her to never return home.
______Temerity was overjoyed! What could be better? She gladly left and began her new life. She traveled around Sornieth for a while, training. She wanted to be the strongest she could be. Once she was satisfied with her strength, she took up a job as a mercenary. She didn’t care who she was hired to kill, she just loved to fight; she loved the power winning brought to her. She killed whoever she was told and it made her so immensely happy. She occasionally took up challenges in tournaments.
______Fighting gave Temerity everything she needed. She could be the strong, reckless, brave dragon she was always meant to be. Being a mirror felt right. Being a commoner felt right. It was perfect. It was everything Temerity could have ever wanted or needed.
Lore by Reiyn (#291920)!
______It was in doing this that Temerity found The Tempest Order. Her family had always turned up their noses at mercenary groups like these, but this sounded like a dream to her! She became fast friends with another young fighter named Ammonite. Was she a bit stuffy at times, sure, but it was nothing compared to what her family had been like. This was a battle sister, through and through.
______Many other dragons cautioned her that Ammonite was likely plotting against her (apparently a widespread problem in those days), and Ammonite had heard the same about her -- but there was no bone in Temerity's body that wanted anything to do with the politics of it all. She was here to fight, not to go sneaking around dragon's backs!
______With her bravery and Ammonite's maturity, the two became an unstoppable duo. They were quickly promoted up to the rank of Savage for their ability to coordinate with each other, and still hold that rank proudly.
Additional lore by Nightlilac (#136134)
Quote:
Prompt:
It seemed Temerity was happy to not have to be told twice.
The desert-colored Mirror happily rushed ahead, scrambling up the side of one crumbling wall and taking a look at the sight before them.
In Ammonite's opinion, they had no business being in the Hewn City. She had made a point of pulling all of their patrols from this area ever since the Emporer had started wandering the area. There were still some dragons from the Order that braved this area for their own reasons, but it didn't feel necessary to her to send anyone inside unless there was something there they wanted. It was easy enough to keep a distant eye on the inner goings-on with the scouts.
Well. Until one went missing.
Ammonite felt sure that it wasn't their job to take on a rescue mission, but Temerity was never happier than when faced with a challenge, and it seemed the hostile terrain and inhabitants of the Hewn city fit that description perfectly. It was stupid, but in the end, there was little Ammonite could do to dissuade her, and she certainly wouldn't let her volunteer to go alone. Fair? No, not in the least, but they'd gone far enough that their Captains and General would not accept a lack of results. A job better fit for one of their scouts? She certainly thought so.
A fog bank had moved in sometime in the last hour, cutting down their visibility, but that was of little concern to their heat-sensitive eyes. If anything, it made seeing anything living even easier. Too bad an Emporer could hardly be considered living.
"Let's... just keep this quick, alright? This place gives me the creeps. Our scouts are smart, they wouldn't stay in the city if they didn't have to. And if they did, they'd look for shelter with high vantage points."
Temerity wasn't listening (when was she ever, really), already striding deeper into the fog. She made no effort to keep her voice low, but the oppressive haze around them did a lot to muffle their voices. Thank the deities, or else Ammonite was sure they'd have been discovered by now. "We'd be able to cover more ground if you picked up the pace, you know!"
"And run into more roving packs of... whatever those were?" She glanced back towards the direction of their last encounter, but the remnants of their scuffle had long been swallowed up by the fog. "No thank you."
The buildings abruptly ended, a scar carved into the ground where the Emporer must have come through. Temerity took a running leap and even still needed to use her wings to clear it. Ammonite had no choice but to walk, sliding carefully down the mudbank. She'd need a bath later, she was sure of it.
"It doesn't befit a Tempest Order warrior to be a scaredy-cat, y'know." Temerity teased from the opposite bank, playing with a few bits of rubble as she waited for her.
"I am NOT a scaredy-cat. I'm cautious."
"Mmmmhm. Okay. If you say so. Sounds like a fraidy-cat to me. Shaking like a leaf. A jittery mess."
"Temerity --" Ammonite had stopped, eyeing something before her in the ground.
"--a blood-running-cold kind of --"
"Temerity, I --"
"-- cold sweat, goosepimpled, fear of the deities put into 'em kind of --"
"Temerity!"
Her fellow clanmate finally looked down to see what all the fuss was about, the playful teasing nature of her expression fading as she saw what Ammonite had stopped for.
Ammonite held up what remained of a tattered bag, the maps scattered and pressed into the mud and muck that surrounded her. It was one of their clan's, only recently destroyed. "That can't be more than ten minutes old. They must have just come through here..."
"Already on it, sister. I've got their scent. Pick up the pace, we might already be too late!"
February 28 2021 wrote:
It's not fair, they think, but I guess it's not like it matters, anyways.
"Alright," they say at last, "fine. But you go first."
"Alright," they say at last, "fine. But you go first."
It seemed Temerity was happy to not have to be told twice.
The desert-colored Mirror happily rushed ahead, scrambling up the side of one crumbling wall and taking a look at the sight before them.
In Ammonite's opinion, they had no business being in the Hewn City. She had made a point of pulling all of their patrols from this area ever since the Emporer had started wandering the area. There were still some dragons from the Order that braved this area for their own reasons, but it didn't feel necessary to her to send anyone inside unless there was something there they wanted. It was easy enough to keep a distant eye on the inner goings-on with the scouts.
Well. Until one went missing.
Ammonite felt sure that it wasn't their job to take on a rescue mission, but Temerity was never happier than when faced with a challenge, and it seemed the hostile terrain and inhabitants of the Hewn city fit that description perfectly. It was stupid, but in the end, there was little Ammonite could do to dissuade her, and she certainly wouldn't let her volunteer to go alone. Fair? No, not in the least, but they'd gone far enough that their Captains and General would not accept a lack of results. A job better fit for one of their scouts? She certainly thought so.
A fog bank had moved in sometime in the last hour, cutting down their visibility, but that was of little concern to their heat-sensitive eyes. If anything, it made seeing anything living even easier. Too bad an Emporer could hardly be considered living.
"Let's... just keep this quick, alright? This place gives me the creeps. Our scouts are smart, they wouldn't stay in the city if they didn't have to. And if they did, they'd look for shelter with high vantage points."
Temerity wasn't listening (when was she ever, really), already striding deeper into the fog. She made no effort to keep her voice low, but the oppressive haze around them did a lot to muffle their voices. Thank the deities, or else Ammonite was sure they'd have been discovered by now. "We'd be able to cover more ground if you picked up the pace, you know!"
"And run into more roving packs of... whatever those were?" She glanced back towards the direction of their last encounter, but the remnants of their scuffle had long been swallowed up by the fog. "No thank you."
The buildings abruptly ended, a scar carved into the ground where the Emporer must have come through. Temerity took a running leap and even still needed to use her wings to clear it. Ammonite had no choice but to walk, sliding carefully down the mudbank. She'd need a bath later, she was sure of it.
"It doesn't befit a Tempest Order warrior to be a scaredy-cat, y'know." Temerity teased from the opposite bank, playing with a few bits of rubble as she waited for her.
"I am NOT a scaredy-cat. I'm cautious."
"Mmmmhm. Okay. If you say so. Sounds like a fraidy-cat to me. Shaking like a leaf. A jittery mess."
"Temerity --" Ammonite had stopped, eyeing something before her in the ground.
"--a blood-running-cold kind of --"
"Temerity, I --"
"-- cold sweat, goosepimpled, fear of the deities put into 'em kind of --"
"Temerity!"
Her fellow clanmate finally looked down to see what all the fuss was about, the playful teasing nature of her expression fading as she saw what Ammonite had stopped for.
Ammonite held up what remained of a tattered bag, the maps scattered and pressed into the mud and muck that surrounded her. It was one of their clan's, only recently destroyed. "That can't be more than ten minutes old. They must have just come through here..."
"Already on it, sister. I've got their scent. Pick up the pace, we might already be too late!"
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