Unnamed
(#56696417)
Level 1 Gaoler
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Ice.
Female Gaoler
This dragon is benefiting from the effects of eternal youth.
This dragon is an ancient breed.
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Personal Style
Ancient dragons cannot wear apparel.
Scene
Measurements
Length
2.85 m
Wingspan
0.32 m
Weight
113.00 kg
Genetics
Pearl
Tapir (Gaoler)
Tapir (Gaoler)
Pearl
Striation (Gaoler)
Striation (Gaoler)
Sky
Shardflank (Gaoler)
Shardflank (Gaoler)
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Gaoler
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
5
DEF
7
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
9
MND
7
Biography
lumen
navi
odella
navi
odella
 former queen x 
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"deep in my bones i can feel you"
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Never before had those aches ceased to punish her for her mistakes, and Altheda let them do so. Lost from her home clan, an eerie, incomplete reincarnation of her former body... What could she possibly have left behind? x x 
x Years ago, Altheda had been a queen. An elegant queen of roses, strutting down a carpeted path with dainty fairies fluttering around her head. They were dancing and singing, whirling through her crown of flowers: a mark of the power and royalty embedded in her blood. This importance she had inherited from her parents, authority and very high control passed down through generations upon generations. She lived, wealthy and with great influence over what happened in her clan, for a long time, content with the power Altheda held in her claws. The seraph jewelry stringing across her wings represented her elegance, the silks Altheda was adorned with showed her royal wealth, and she radiated power from the her antlers to her clawtips. Altheda was admired, respected, but also feared greatly. So powerful that the kings around would never dare to challenge her, so wealthy that her rooms and many possessions were laced delicately with gold, so much discipline she had in store that no one dared disobey her. Altheda had it all. She was a powerful, wealthy, beautiful, feared queen. But not even the largest amount of gold, the greatest influence one had over another, not even the respect and loyalty of every dragon within a hundred miles could prevent the inevitable... death. And so it was that day, the very day that Altheda finally gained full power over her clan. She was gazing at her subjects from the highest point in her territory... her territory. All hers now. Gleeful at her new domination, Altheda spread her wings and soared through the sky. She was the one with the power. Altheda, the queen, finally having all control over the clan she lived in. Proud yet arrogant, Altheda decided one full authority was not enough. With the thought of being on the verge of controlling many other clans, she became giddy with glee. Could she ever settle for only one leadership? No... there had to be more for her to seize power over. Blinded by the possibility of being a queen that had influence over many things, Altheda began a crazed search for clans that would be easy targets to fall under her siege. I will be instantly successful, Altheda thought. She would have power, much greater, much more than her ancestors had ever possessed. The blood in her veins meant nothing compared to what was to be gained. More. Better. Altheda was going to be powerful, she was going to rule so much... there was a glorious future ahead, and she was sure of it. x x
x Failing is a hard thing to process. When Altheda was unsuccessful at the project she became obsessed with, she grew angry. Why couldn't she obtain the authority she wanted? Why? Maddened with her frenzied ambition, she prowled the dens of her clan, glowering at them as if they were responsible for her defeat. As time passed, Altheda grew angrier and angrier. She deserved this power, she was royalty, she was descended from a great and powerful family. She did deserve it, didn't she? Finally, one day, she could not stand it any more. There had to be other clans out there to rule... but maybe not here. She journeyed away, angry and half not knowing what she was doing, flying into the unknown. Three terrifying accidents. One death. x x
x Altheda awoke, days later, to find herself alive again-- No. She was barely alive. Her body was flickering, a half-ghost, as if part of her still wanted to stay in the land of the dead. An incomplete reincarnation... that could just barely pass off as a living soul. But Altheda didn't call herself alive. The death had cleared her mind, had opened her eyes to the truth: she'd been arrogant and stupid, giddy for power. Altheda forgotten the very thing her parents had warned her about: Never take more than you can handle. Never be too greedy. She tried finding her way back, with the small hope that her clan would accept her. The hope was like a tiny candle, melting away by the minute... seconds ticking by, wax dripping down, the flame flickering in her heart, threatening to extinguish. Slowly, the candle burned out. All hope in Altheda's heart was gone, lost. She would never find her clan again, and all the clans that she'd encountered on the way were revolted at the fact that she had somehow died and returned... sort of. Altheda traveled on. The one last spark of determination led her to a lush grotto in the Veridian Labyrinth. Finally, after weeks of hopeless journeying, she found a clan that would accept her for who she was, no matter how dead or alive. Altheda no longer obsessed over power. She learned to become one of them, learn to be just herself: a dragon who did not deserve the authority she'd tried to gain. Her blinded eyes healed themselves, showing Altheda the truth she had not seen before. Even now she is elegant, and even still a little admired by her fellow clanmates. She does not have as much power as she had before, but Altheda doesn't want it anymore. She has learned. x |
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