Dimension

Uh-oh, looks like this anomaly wandered a little too far from her home lair (MizuTheSeaweed #403609 Ainlif, 601748, and now she's off to see the world! If ever you feel the need to exalt, they’d really appreciate it if you could just return her to the home lair, or to the 'Dragons Off To See The World' thread, here. This is not necessary, but they would be very grateful!

Luggage:

Blue Butterfly Necklace

Apparel

Butterflies love to congregate around nectar or sweat... why are they around your neck?

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Twilight Rose Thorn Banner

Apparel

A twist of thorns with a beautiful bloom and the banner of the rose. Wear with care.

500

Mysterious Amulet. It surges with palpable power and the mysteries of life.

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Setting out to travel is exciting, but so so overwhelming. I even forgot I was going to keep a journal! Guess, late is better than never, so here I go.
The last leg of my travels was probably the longest yet: I had to cross two entire regions and then some to get to where I am right now. It took me plenty of time and I met a lot of dragons on my way. Some were helpful, some had terrible intentions, but all of them were a stepping stone to me becoming a different, more experienced and knowledgeable being... Is the "stepping stones" comparison disrespectful?
Anyways, I'm currently staying at an inn, which is a nice change of pace from constantly being on the move. Maybe I'll stay for a little while and see what life here is all about.

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I spent about a month at the inn, enjoying all of the summer activities. There were always many other transient dragons around. Some of them were travelers, just like me, some of them were looking for new homes, and some were preparing to serve the Windsinger. I've had many an interesting conversation with strangers and even helped out with some of the errands, but eventually it all grew stale for me. That's when I knew that I needed to head out and visit someplace else.

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Now, I shouldn't write this anywhere, but it's my diary and no-one else will read. I am not a coatl. Hell, I'm not even a dragon as you know. My true soul is my necklace, as I am some kind of spirt or ghost. I don't really know what I am, as that is why I travel from place to place. I must not tell anyone, nor anything, as I may be one of the Shade, and I know that would mean my death.

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One magical entity calls to another and Dimension follows the call like a dog follows its master. The Inn, small, decrepit, with a tilted roof and chipping paint, doesn’t look like much and yet it delivers everything it promised when it called to her. She feels, for perhaps the first time in her life, truly alive. Like she is more than just a tool for someone else to use.
The Inn keeper, is strange and withdrawn, kind yes, but he doesn’t talk to her like he does to the other patrons. In fact he never acknowledges her, as if she has no use for him. But his eyes, glowing and strange follow her every move…
He isn’t a simple dragon, she’s sure of that.
Like calls to like after all…

(Dimension has been called to the Red Hare Inn and has met it's Innkeeper, a mysterious entity who feeds on the stories and emotions of its visitors. The visit has left her more settled, but has also created more questions than it answered. She knows though, that she will always have a home there, if she so desires.)

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Whilst wandering through dragonhome on foot, my throat became parched and my vision blurry. I never expected dragonhome to be so... warm. I nearly fainted. Well, actually I did-.

I woke up and the floor was moving, and soft strands of an even softer mane tickled my snout.

"Don't stand over her like that, you're suffocating her."
"I'm doing nothing of the sort."
a soft voice whispered back, and the white curtain above me pulled away.

I must've grumbled, curling myself up tighter into myself. While the world trembled and buzzed as live alive, the bed I found myself on was more than comfortable. it had been so long since I had felt this safe.

"Just leave her for a bit. Oh, come, Zyrep, our stop is almost here!"

When I finally awoke, I was given a warm meal by a white and silky veilspun,

"You're on a blimp right now, actually. You're lucky the spotter found you."

"Spotter...?" I croaked, throat as dry as a beach. I greedily accepted the cup of bone broth, Wischii offered me.

"Yeah, one of the care-takers of this ship. This blimp is sort of... a delivery service and ferry system. There used to be quite a few travellers besides us on here, but they all got dropped off already."

Wischii introduced herself to me. She seemed aimless and lost, and honestly, a bit lonely. It wasn't hard to tell, that all she was doing was a strategy of discreetly asking permission for her to join me. I can't remember the last time I had a companion with me,

"Wischii, where are you going?" I asked her gently, at this point, the veilspun had made herself comfortable on my back.

"I haven't decided yet, I was debating on staying here until it goes back to dragonhome. The sights are to die for, and Wairen loves having help with the lugagge."

I decided to stay on the Novaline for a few more days, assisting the crew, and sharing stories with other passangers. and when I left, Wischii came with me.

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Log Dimension's travels here!

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Owners I've Had

MizuTheSeaweed
Slatinus
funeralgrey
Arach
ymjules
QueenClam
winterbright
KingVulture
Strangeflesh
Ainlif
goosehasarrived
Rarecreature
Kiln