Tages
(#56582042)
the owl cooed, | he/him
Familiar
Blushing Tendertiel
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Energy: 49/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Light.
Male Imperial
This dragon cannot breed until May 22, 2024 (7 days).
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
24.37 m
Wingspan
17.69 m
Weight
7105.33 kg
Genetics
Marigold
Python
Python
Marigold
Morph
Morph
Marigold
Opal
Opal
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Imperial
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Lineage
Parents
Offspring
Biography
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━━ • • • ━━ THE SPELL-BOUND TRIO ━━ • • • ━━
Travel together,
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━━ • • • ━━ HISTORY ━━ • • • ━━
Long ago there were three adventurers.
They sought to see the edge of their world—to find a way to leave the enchanted forest they were born in. They met by chance, as they looked to find the fabled smiling spirit who could offer them safe passage for a time. And they grew close, as the spirit led them forth. They went as far as the spirit could go, and were left on their own. They chose to continue together after the spirit’s final warning, “Make no deals. Beware the others. Keep moving. And perhaps one day, you’ll find the trees’ edge.” On and on they traveled. Making camp for the night, rising early, and continuing on. The forest seemed to stretch on forever—even flying, they could see not its end and only ever more trees, as far as the eye could see. A rustle in the bushes. It was Lyndel to growl and curl her massive frame around her two smaller partners. It took but a moment for Gharil to copy the sound and curl its lips in a snarl. Tages lowers his head to listen, the fur along his spine rising on end as his claws flexed. Then emerged a dragon. A tiny Fae. They couldn’t see her eyes behind her mask, but she smiled to them sweetly. “I heard you,” said she. Her voice was a low hiss that had Tages’ breath catching in his throat. “I can show you how to leave. Gharil perked up at that, a smile finding its maw. “Can you, really?” Tages’ heart clenched at the hope in its voice; he hadn’t heard it in some time and had missed the way Gharil’s voice raised and cracked with the emotion. “You have my word.” They spoke, oh so softly, so each other. It was decided: They would follow the Fae to the forest’s edge. They learned not her name, for she told them it had long ago been taken from her. She said the spirits were cruel things. Lyndel murmured her sympathies and offered names to the Fae. She refused each and said simply, “Call me Lost.” They traveled, long and far. Ever farther. The trees grew thicker, their canopies shielding any and all light from the sun. Tages swallowed and stayed close to his mates, never letting either stray too far where he couldn’t reach out and touch them. “…Are you sure you know where you’re going?” asked Lyndel in a whisper. Her eyes flicked to and fro—she felt the eyes on them from the shadows, just as Tages did. The Fae hummed and trekked on. The longer they traveled with her, the deeper they seemed to go into the trees. Then, “What have you done?!” Gharil clutched at its head and let out a woeful cry; Tages had never heard such a horrible sound come from a dragon. The Fae tsked. “Didn’t the smiling spirit warn you to not trust the creatures of the forest?” Her head tilted as if in innocence. “Travel together, for now and forever, dear trio.” Lyndel wasn’t long to follow Gharil’s terrible crying. And soon, as he watched helplessly, it was Tages’ turn, as well. He could feel…something, slithering through his veins like a lazy sludge. It burned, but also felt far too cold. It squeezed at his heart, greedily snatched his breaths away, and threatened to drown him all at once. And then it was over, and the Fae was gone. Where she had once been, the smiling spirit came running. They no longer smiled, their too many wings fanned out and fangs bared. They looked to the trio in pity, and tipped their head. “Follow.” Tages’ wings felt clumsy. Light. His eyes ached. At his left, hopped a raven; his right, a wolf. They had his mates’ eyes. The spirit spoke not a word, leading the changed trio to the collectors. The spirit explained, and together the Collectors crafted them each a pendent. “So long as you wear these,” said Andric, a witch within the clan, “you may retain your draconic forms. Without, you’ll be forced to once more take the forms of the souls forced to fuse with your own.” They chose to remain with the clan, at least for the time being. They’re bound together as a result of whatever Lost did to them—physically unable to go too far from one another, and able to feel what the others feel. It took to be cursed, but they’d finally realized the danger of their dream of finding the forest’s edge. They wouldn’t learn until far later, that Lost was the clan’s founder, Ellipsis, who had disappeared long ago. ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
━━ • • • ━━ AMALGAMATION ━━ • • • ━━
Tages is what residents of the Whispering Forest call an “amalgamation.”
Amalgamations are dragons or other sentients who have had their souls fused with the souls of something else. This is usually the result of magic or the forest’s energy manifestations. In Tages’ case, his soul was fused with that of an owl’s; it’s also partially fused with his the souls of his mates, Lyndel and Gharil, so the trio physically can’t get too far from one another. The fusion was caused by Ellipsis, who was attempting to turn them into wanderers like herself; the process was interrupted by the guardian spirit Arahael. Had it been successful, the trio likely would have lost their entire identities and started doing the forest’s bidding, but would have also been able to shift between their animal and draconic forms at will. As a result of his soul fusion, Tages has the following characteristics of an amalgamation: *Two physical forms. His original, draconic, form, and that of an owl. *As an interrupted fusion, he can’t control his own form. Andric crafted him and his mates enchanted pendants; his pendant allows him to maintain his Imperial form. Without it, he takes on the owl form against his will. *Owl characteristics: Round eyes, excellent vision, much lighter than he should be for an Imperial, and silent flight. His mane is also feathered instead of fur, and he has feathers scattered about his body. ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛ |
(layout by mask)
(thanks Faunaflor for the outfit help! <3)
(thanks Faunaflor for the outfit help! <3)
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