Vert

Gladekeeper, the triple jungle mirror, oracle of her goddess, froze. Her long neck curved back. The acolytes froze, watching her carefully. Gladekeeper was the most active of the Divine ambassadors, and the one most likely to give prophecy. Someone hurried off to get Arkar, others grabbed ink and parchment ready to take note of anything she said.

Arkar was inspecting her latest batch of hatchlings. Glade Lord stood by, watching. Neither of the babies had the markings they had been trying for, but they were not bad looking, one might rank being an ambassador, the other would go to serve god. Arkar abandoned her task at the summons from the hall, a prophecy was not go be ignored.

Gladekeeper began speaking the moment Arkar entered the room, as though she had been waiting. "The surges of power that changed the eyes of hatchlings, they have also awakened the ancient breeds. The first children of the gods. The first will soon emerge. Your grand plan, to have a daughter of your own line of every breed, will not be so simple with these. They were made alone, and cannot interbreed with other races, they are not true dragons, but something older, more primitive. Modern dragons can transform into one, if they are willing to give up who they were to do it. The ancient breeds are coming, be ready."

With that, the God retreated from the mirror, as if she had never been. Arkar didn't try to ask further questions, the mesage had been delivered, it was now on her to get ready.

Vert was the one chosen. She grew up kicking around with the other dragons who were being trained for exaltation, or the travelers. She wasn't brought into the rest of the clan, no one wanted to get attached to who she was now, knowing she was to be changed.

Vert grew into a large strong dragon, like her parents she had branching antlers, and a small beard. She was tiger striped, with shimmering wingd, and a dark cracking over it all. She truant to get attached to her appearance, knowing that it was destined to change.

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One bright summary morning not long after the Greenskeeper Gathering a strange creature entered the Glade Vines. Those who saw it said it looked like an exaltation working in reverse. The yellow Blossom to boughs of the Holy trees Dent towards the Earth but instead of taking a dragon away they deposited a small creature in its place. The creature had a brown hair and a horned helmet it drug to heavy chains that glowed with cold Magic. The creature looked around obviously unfamiliar with its surroundings. What is this place how came I here? This is no part of that ice domain. Dragon stepped up unexplained to the creature that it had come to the lair of Clan are car in the nature domain. The clan leader had been expecting something unusual and did the creature have any connections to soak old ancient breeds. The preacher said that yes it did it had been sent by The Growlers with the gift of becoming their own kind in order to expand the order of the Seekers. The small stranger decided but it may as well give its gift to these large War like dragons who could certainly call fight for the cause even if they were not loyal to his God. Their church was brought to meet this creature who brought her Destiny with it. The young Guardian was ready she accepted one of the shackles and as soon as she put it around her wrist it melted into her flesh and she began to change. Her branching antlers grew thicker and heavier drooping around her face and spiking out over her forehead her fins.. her friends around her face and on her legs thickened into Jagged black spikes. Fur began to grow all over her body pale green as her scales had been overwhelming the grass the black Crackle but retaining a faint tiger pattern. Her wings retreated the Shimmer stretching into simple pale stripes and she sprouted a thick green Maine down her shoulders and back the color that her wings had once been intern. During the transformation she had shrunk some she was no longer as large as she had been as a guardian though the fur made her look plenty big. Vet met her mother's eyes. Am I what you hoped for she asked around her Pro 2 protruding obsydians tusks. yes my daughter Arc are answered you are the finest growler in the nature domain. No creature teach my daughter about the Seeker order you seek to expand teach her how to be what she is now.