Skylark
(#53459120)
Level 7 Skydancer
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Nature.
Male Skydancer
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.88 m
Wingspan
3.56 m
Weight
633.98 kg
Genetics
White
Tapir
Tapir
Pearl
Striation
Striation
Peridot
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 7 Skydancer
EXP: 7008 / 11881
STR
4
AGI
5
DEF
4
QCK
9
INT
9
VIT
4
MND
9
Biography
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⸙ code by wanderlustfaun
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No one's actually sure about Skylark's past. He was found one day in the forest, disoriented and completely, utterly lost. All they know are the stories he tells, and no one has figured out whether it's actually reality, or merely his greatest work of fiction. Skylark has always been excellent at spinning fantastical tales. ...Or maybe those are just his adventures. As he tells it, Skylark is from a magical land of some sort, where he's a fairy prince, and everyone drifts around on the wind, flying from island to island to get around. There's strange beasts that sometimes threaten the safety and peace of those from his kingdom, and he's often taken part in fending them off. He's journeyed to the Underneath, a bizarre, underground cave system where the villainous Sycla lives. It's from there that she plots every new attempt to take over the kingdom of Ivera, his home. All her monsters live in the Underneath, as well. A horrible place where one can't feel the wind, but Skylark has braved it regardless, to rescue or reclaim whoever or whatever Sycla took. His favorite story is how he rescued and won the heart of princess Florisia, of the nearby kingdom of Maerune. The most stunning princess, desired by all, but she could belong to only one. Seeking somewhere easier to conquer, and wishing to take the princess as her bride herself, Sycla had attacked, kidnapping the princess and leaving the kingdom in despair. As soon as he'd heard the news, Skylark rushed off, sword in hand, to rescue her. He fought long and hard, against various beasts and down, deeper into the tunnels than he'd ever gone before. When at last he found where Sycla had retreated to, he stumbled upon what looked like a wedding! Sycla had planned to forcibly make the beautiful princess become her bride, but Skylark crashed the wedding, and Sycla, enraged, fought him with everything she had. Petals had flown everywhere as they clashed, their swords ringing out as they parried one another's blows, and flashes of magic lighting up the dimming caverns. At last, Skylark reigned victorious, leaving the exhausted Sycla to retreat so she could recover. When they could once more feel the wind, Florisia confessed her love to him, and they'd vowed to get married. Both kingdoms celebrated the rescue of the princess, and prepared for the wedding. But it was never to be. The vile Sycla, jealous and enraged at the turnout of their last battle, was not about to allow them to wed. The last thing Skylark can recall before finding himself in the forest was Sycla attacking him in the dead of night. A fight that seemed like any other, before she cast a spell, bright and blinding, that he thought was meant to destroy him. It burned at his flesh, and made every fiber of his very being burn with an intense, white hot pain. He'd screamed as she laughed her sinister laugh, and he must have fallen unconscious at some point. He awoke on the forest floor in a sweat, and tried desperately to search for his love, but his body was betraying him. Feathered wings waited at his side instead of his dainty fairy wings, and claws tipped what used to be his fingers, but had since become some sort of paw-like appendages. He'd panicked and cried out when he'd first seen his reflection, his handsome face replaced with a slim head with a beak-like mouth, and feathers the color of clouds. He wept for what could have been if he had not taken this form. But he steeled his resolve. He swore he would get back to his waiting bride-to-be, for he knew she still waited for him, and would be waiting to this very day. Not a single day passes where he doesn't search for a way back to her. He's wondered often if perhaps, she'll find her way here, but he doesn't know. He always ends the story on an optimistic note, assuring his listeners that he knows in his heart they will find each other. Life has been nice enough in this world, in relative safety and comfort. Unable to stand it, he seeks out tests of his skills, and new places to protect. He dances on the wind with all the grace of a ballerina, and uses his elegant movements to dodge around his enemies and quickly take them down. He insists he can't stand idly while others suffer, and so he must always do his best to ensure that those who deserve it can live in peace. While he's tried to settle down, his heart still aches for his missing love, and he can't bring himself to replace her. One day, they'll be together again. One day.... |
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