Raikadow
(#53522)
Level 5 Imperial
Familiar
Torrent Tricktail
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Lightning.
Male Imperial
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
24.24 m
Wingspan
20.12 m
Weight
6481.76 kg
Genetics
Maroon
Skink
Skink
Emerald
Shimmer
Shimmer
Rose
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 5 Imperial
EXP: 3629 / 5545
STR
24
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
6
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
      
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RAIKADOW, THE PRIDEFUL And slightly arrogant... (^_^;) An ancient lair in The Ashfall Waste had been quiet for many many moons. The dragons residing in that place fell into a long sleep, only stirring occasionally when the sound heavy metalworking echoed in from nearby lairs. One of the oldest dragons awoke from his slumber, thinking; "surely, there must be more for me to do than just this..." The old dragon felt himself falling asleep again. "No!" he raged, "Endless sleep is for the dying, not for me!" Giving himself a swift kick, he stood up and decided it was time to leave. But where could he go? Thinking fast, he remembered that his first-born son had joined a lair in The Southern Icefields shortly after being born. "Yes... surely he must feel indebted to me. I am his father after all." He sent word to that lair, explaining his intentions and reasons for wanting to join them. A response came quickly and with that he set out towards the south. It took many weeks of traveling, and several times he almost turned back. Raikadow resented himself for becoming so unfit in his idle days. But finally, his new home came into sight. The cold bit into his wings and scales. "How can anyone live here?" he cursed, trudging up to the lair. Suddenly a voice rang out across the snow; "What's wrong old man, is a little bit of frozen water too much for you?" The teasing voice belonged to a dazzling Imperial with golden stripes and the air of a leader. Raikadow pridefully spoke up "Nonsense! I could survive twice as long as you out here." Looking again at this Imperial, he could feel the imposing aura of a dragon who held great power and authority. Thinking of this, he tactfully shook his head to remove the fresh fallen snow from his horns, and spoke again "ahh but now is not the time for such things, I have journeyed far and am looking to join my son in his clan. Are you the leader of this place? I was hoping he would be here to greet me. Well, you never can count on your kids for anything..." The golden striped imperial just rolled his eyes and just laughed gently. "Hahahaa, Dad..." A broken penny jar finally dropped in Raikadow's mind. "A-ARKY??" he shouted wide-eyed. Never would he have believed that his own son would have this kind of strength of character. But none of that mattered right now. He rushed up the final stretch of snow towards the lair and looked into the eyes of the dragon he was conversing with. They were the same. The same shadow eyes his son was born with. Raikadow embraced him fiercely and laughed all the while. "My son!!" |
     
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Raikadow's new lair welcomed him in a spectacular way. They were all very excited to meet the father of their long time leader, and even prepared a feast in his name. The founder of the lair, Radio, presented a Skink gene to him on behalf of their lair-spirit, and several members of the clan gifted him with adornments and warm clothes. |
He even found out that this lair was only slightly younger than the one he came from. Many of the dragons here are as old as he is, and they became fast friends. Now he stays up late chatting to them and reminiscing about 'the good 'ol days' with the other oldies. No more will he drift into endless sleep with clan mates like these. |
 
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"This new home of mine... Despite it being in The Southern Icefields, it feels... warm."
 
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It's no secret that Raikadow is incredibly proud of his son who has gained such a high status in their formidable lair. He uses Arkantos' status to elevate his own, and you can usually see him swaggering around the lair saying things like "Bring me some more seafood. And another blanket... What are you waiting for? Hmph?? Don't you know who my son is, eh!?" Of course, being the oldest Imperial in the clan, he does have a lot of seniority of his own (which he constantly reminds everyone of). More often than not, he likes makes a nuisance of himself and acts like he's the pampered patriarch of the clan. Arkantos is quite mild when it comes to dealing with his dear old dad, and will usually put up with his antics as long as he doesn't offend the lair founders. |
Arrived 23/11/2016
LittleSunDragon wrote on 2017-03-05:
@Sludgy I went back to look and actually... Raikadow is her great, great, great, great grandfather, making Arkantos her great, great, great uncle. Her great, great, great grandfather was Zarathos (who I am assuming was born in the same nest as Arkantos.) It is amazing how the color scheme had been kept so tightly throughout the generations! Polyhymnia is always up for visitors, especially family!
ARTWORK OF RAIKADOW...
Artwork by the wonderful Mitsuara
By me
By SinisterSir
By aortalex
Mandala by Emberglo (sorry, it's at the bottom again ;A;)
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