Tabhira
(#57315741)
Have no fear! I bring peace, by all means available to me.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
10.28 m
Wingspan
14.76 m
Weight
10905.83 kg
Genetics
White
Basic
Basic
Purple
Saturn
Saturn
Antique
Runes
Runes
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Guardian
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
8
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
8
MND
6
Lineage
Biography
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G A T L E F A I N
The Lady Harbringer
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Memory
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B I O G R A P H Y
______ Amidst the emergence of Ancient blood in Lair Drakengaze there were many things being thought and brewed and considered and built. New spells and old coming back to the witches, new creatures joining the fray and long known beasts finally revealed for what they were all along. Great and terrible plots were rumbling through the foundations of the clans, and heated arguments were raising tension between dragons who already fancied themselves apart from the gods. Amidst this fractal time the Elder asked a truce in the way of an egg, striking a bargain with the fractured leadership and disarrayed loyalists of her long standing Clan. ______ She was born unquiet and within deep magic. Her brilliant orange eyes bright and knowing before ever she uttered her first babbling shrieks, a destined leader who had been surrounded in her nest by the bounty of each faction in the lair. From the hot headed Gaolers with their standoffish dispositions and their shed-fur made cloaks to the crafter's emblems and trinkets and banners. The Lorekeepers brought the child runestones and miniature pearls, chronicles of the past for her to treasure and protect. History that she would need to know as she was taught the nature of her Clan. It was a queer way she had with each of the faces she met, from the moment her awkward body emerged from her egg she seemed to know them and command them. Weaving herself into places that she could not be taken from their minds. Often the Arcanists were consulted by her parents, the Clan Leaders of cold dispositions even finding themselves wrought fast under their own daughter's charms. ______ She would grow, and grow and grow. The way that Guardian children do, all gangly and uneven and grumpy. And she did it within the volcano they called her home. They didn't even notice when it changed from their lair to Her home, but ever so subtly and entirely it did. Slowly it was less fighting, fewer arguments, deep bonds resuming and growing stronger. Pale white runes appearing on the doorways, pale white runes staining the flowers in the garden. Pale white runes covering the borders, decorating the nests, subtle and slow as they overwhelmed the witch magic that had once made the wards and marked the walls. Runes of no Sorneithian language, none of the beastclan affiliates or studious lorekeepers knew the language that suddenly had begun to dance amongst their walls. It didn't occur to anyone to question it while they learned the chatter and humor and way of the Heiress. She who so easily taught them a new manner of conduct and society as she grew. ______ It was her crowning before the Clan recognized they had onc0e again been fused into a single unit, a working system. Food stores shared generously, all the fractal clans hunting together again, their riches united and shared. Often She smiled, and laughed. As easygoing and easy to talk to as her Mother had once been, and just as deeply ingrained to those who had chosen before her adulthood to remain loyal to Her. Soon they began to call her the Lady, the Monarch and their Leader. Assuming her as their Queen with no necessitated formalities, the Lair fully adhering to Her leadership and allowing her often stressed parents to retire to their own methods and duties they preferred in Protecting and History keeping. ______ Unlike her Mother, a Lady of Loyalists, Gatlefain is a chosen Monarch. With a natural talent in guiding her subjects and an easy way with guests she created the New Age within the lair. She is a welcomer of Ancients and a Lady of decorum, her magic saturating the magma and stone of her home with a pale glow and an inescapable weight. |
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