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Personal Style

Apparel

Shadow Aura
Shackled Book of Fairytales
Unearthly Onyx Forejewels
Conjurer's Herb Pouch
Unearthly Onyx Clawrings
Black Wolf Cape
Conjurer's Cloak

Skin

Scene

Scene: Arcanist's Domain

Measurements

Length
3.64 m
Wingspan
5.19 m
Weight
944.95 kg

Genetics

Primary Gene
Midnight
Starmap
Midnight
Starmap
Secondary Gene
Midnight
Noxtide
Midnight
Noxtide
Tertiary Gene
Lavender
Firefly
Lavender
Firefly

Hatchday

Hatchday
May 19, 2019
(4 years)

Breed

Breed
Adult
Skydancer

Eye Type

Special Eye Type
Water
Swirl
Level 10 Skydancer
EXP: 42 / 27676
Meditate
Contuse
STR
4
AGI
5
DEF
4
QCK
9
INT
9
VIT
4
MND
9

Biography

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GENERATION 3W7WBoCx.pngI V A N8xZKPFV.png GRETEEL'S LINE
The Wolf
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Each and every day
Hiding from the sunshine
Wandering in the shade
Not too old, not too young

Every night again
Dancing with the moonlight
Somewhere far away
I can hear you call
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I'm out of my head
Of my heart and my mind
You can run but you can't hide
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Of Thorns & Roses
Lineage and Lore Book
Elenath took a deep breath of the crisp sea air. He and Ithildin were seated along the lightly forested shores of the island that had been set aside for nesting, anxiously watching the moon make its slow ascent through the clear deep indigo skies. Stars lit up the night, twinkling just as the silky coats of the skydancers did. The silence was surreal for a coast on a bustling port city occupied by two dragons that usually never stopped talking.

"What do you think they'll be like?" Ithildin whispered at last, breaking the spell.

"If we're lucky, they'll have their mother's looks and penchant for magic and charm," Elenath said, grinning at her.

"And if we're unlucky, they'll have your knack for getting into absurd amounts of trouble," she scoffed, nuzzling her head into his shoulder.

He wrapped a wing around her and said playfully, "Without that it would just be boring."

The moon continued its gradual rise into the night sky.

They were startled by a sudden crack. The two were on their feet in an instant, dashing over to the water. The gloriously full moon beamed down from above in its position at the center of the sky. The first egg began to splinter open and a little skydancer popped a head out with a small squeak, skittering out of the blue walls of the egg and into Ithildin's waiting embrace.

"A male," she said excitedly, scrambling for her tarot cards. She drew one and her grin widened. "He drew The Sun."

The second egg began to crack open and out crawled another hatchling. This one ran straight for Elenath and jumped on him, nearly knocking the midnight colored skydancer over. Ithildin handed the cards to him and he drew one, smiling. "A female and Three of Wands," he proclaimed as the small hatchling nuzzled into his neck.

Finally the last egg began to splinter and the last hatchling emerged. The small skydancer tumbled to the ground awkwardly with a squeak and was scooped up by Elenath before the waves could claim it. "Another female," he said proudly, smile waning as he drew the card. "Three of Swords."

"She'll be okay," Ithildin said, leaning on him. "They all will. They'll be some of the finest witches Sornieth has ever seen."
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THE SUN
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tumblr_inline_o4vtijtBa71soemy4_250.png Below the deck of the Pied Piper there's a small, inconspicuous room that smells strongly of herbs and spices that overlay the faint scent of wet fur. The room is empty save for a set of iron shackles bolted firmly to one of the walls and several shelves lined with hanging herbs and bottles of unusual remedies. The dark wooden walls are littered with deep scars, as if they were once marred by the talons of an uncontrollable beast. Occasionally, a quiet and tired-looking Skydancer enters to meticulously assess the contents of the shelves. He casts a pained glance at the shackles before leaving the room vacant and quiet in the dark bowels of the ship.

When the full moon rises, Ivan comes back to this room once more. This time, he is dragged down by two other Skydancers, wrapped in ropes and iron chains as he is shackled to the wall. He has never been able to control his abilities and during the full moon, they become overwhelming. His form ripples, black feathers and fur splitting from between his scales as he changes. At least here, contained in this room, he is unable to hurt anyone again. With that assurance in mind, he allows the change to take him.
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