KyuuBird's dragon Rivergold

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

3.48 m

Wingspan

4.8 m

Weight

461.25 kg

Genetics

Sable
Metallic

Gold
Constellation

Gold
Ringlets

Hatchday

Jul 27, 2019
(4 years)

Breed

Adult
Skydancer

Eye Type

Wind
Common

Level 1 Skydancer

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

none

Biography

Rivergold
Elder Soulreap
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STATS

STR
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DEX
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CON
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INT
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WIS
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CHA
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At first glance, Rivergold is just like any other skydancer you'll meet. Certainly, she's a little more beautiful than most, what with those hypnotic gold patterns on her shoulders and hindlegs and the shimmering galaxy that is her wings. A lot of dragons only start believing in love at first sight after meeting her. She's got a gaze like a knife and a voice like honey-- can you really blame them?

But the longer you look at those swirling patterns, the longer you scrutinise the red-gold design etched in her hide, the longer you stare into those piercing green eyes that seem to cut through to your soul...

Something starts to feel off. And the more you stare, the deeper that feeling of unease sets in, the more you feel as if you should bend a knee or at least avert your gaze.

Truth is, Rivergold isn't a dragon. Never was, never will be. There was a name for her and her kind centuries ago, when the last dominant species walked on two legs instead of four. Back then, her wings were crimson and gold, and they seemed to set the sky ablaze when she took flight. Her very gaze used to strike her enemies down where they stood, turning them to ash. She had a thousand voices and every one of them made fawning sycophants of entire empires.

But that was a long time ago-- flesh has withered to bone and bone has crumbled to dust. She's not that powerful anymore, and the form she has taken on will not last another transformation.

Beyond the physical limitations, though... she is tired. She has served her time on this plane of existence, has doled out her share of divine justice. Rivergold isn't even the first name she's had.

Soon, she will rest. Soon.
written by shanncrafter; "well this ran away from me, oop. btw i love the details in your lore! hope this works :)" (2020-07-29)

Rivergold is old. Her clothed talons sag like a pinched leather bag and her eyes droop only a moment too slightly, and yet, she remains an ever-beauty behind the crumpling scales and tissue behind her armor. Perhaps she still has it— no, she’d be lying if she said such a thing. No matter how many compliments she harvests from the dragons on the street, she knows the truth.

Back in her prime, she wasn’t like this. Indeed, she preferred the roundness and stoutness of her nose over the snout of her newfound form. The beautiful, blonde hair that lowered to her feet like wisps of sunlight, and the slight smile that pecked upon her pinkish lips.

Tricking the humans was a competition. Even with her kind dwindling in numbers, there was an incentive to have fun. So, with her dark candle in her hand, she’d find a random human on the street, coerce them with the flaming incentive of a marigold candle and watch as they came back to her home. She’d offer tea, dinner, anything to keep them entranced, any way to keep their eyes on her, on her form. On the dress they were jealous they couldn’t buy. On the cloak that concealed everything from every human. And once she sat down the suspiciously delicious meal, she’d start a conversation.

It starts off simple. When she was young, the weather always worked. Eventually, they’d stop looking at their food and towards her. Eyes attentive, mouths moving slightly with every chew. She’d act engaged in their occasional comments, but add her own. At the end, she had to be the attention, or else how could she entrance them enough to become ash at her very feet?

The process is slow. First, it’s the feet. They tingle so slightly and they have on sandals that they excuse it for something else. Then, their ears, thinning out between dust as the pieces of them drift onto the food. They won’t even notice when their entire left hand is gone, or when their smile is replaced by a gaped hole with dust as its only friend. Then, as they blink one more time, they collapse. Splat into trillions of grains of sand, all because she was just far too kind of a host. Far too engaging. Too beautiful.

And she’d get up, look down, and to her complete joy, find a gem.

What mattered was the color, the consistency, the size. If she was lucky— every once in a decade— she’d rack in a Diamond a size of her palm. A kind soul, one that truly did not deserve its ceasing. More often than not, though, her collection ran on small sapphires, periodots, rubies and sometimes even talc.

She’d go to the others of her own, offering deals and showing what she had. Representations of souls long past. It was a competition, then, a friendly fire of humble bragging and asserting dominance over all of those who dared to think they were better than her. They named her something. What was it? Duchess? No. Queen? No. God?

…

Something more than that.

Now what was she? Practically an elder. She tries occasionally, to do the same she had before. She’ll give the passing dragon a chance to be with her, to look at her, but it works as much as an old voice box does on toys. There was a time where she was feared, where women of her beauty were seen not as a pretty face but a deal of caution among others.

Now, she’s a walking spectacle.

A joke.

And she’ll never be as she should be. Never again. She’ll cease before she has that chance.
written by Leaful (2023-03-18)

coding by mrrp

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