Bumble

Plan (Starmap, Clouded, Capsule):

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Built as a mage for Golem Workshop farming.

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Bumble, mate of Deso, co-founder and matriarch of the Starshade Coven.

Quiet, spiteful, and curious, Bumble is a tiny fae who acts as though she's much bigger than she is. Try to insinuate that she can't accomplish something, and she will do it just to prove you wrong. Despite this, she's very caring and protective towards those close to her or in her care.

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One of few dragons to hatch from a motherless egg, Bumble's first look around was something her only certain progenitor, the Arcanist himself, would appreciate: straight up at the stars.
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She wandered the landscapes of the Crystalspine Reaches, skirting between the territory of other clans in search of food, and a home for the night. Years passed in this manner, until one day, she met another anomaly by the name of Deso.
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Deso was quiet, solemn. Their first encounter had been a tense one, neither quite sure whether or not the other could be trusted, before they parted, Bumble flitting back into the cracks between crags. The second was less so, with her stumbling across him again as he finished up a group of Longnecks who had attempted to ambush him.


A few more words were exchanged, and off she fluttered again, less wary than before. They continued to periodically cross paths, warming to each other more and more as time went on.
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Bumble scrabbled and kicked at a large rock atop her left wing, hissing and spitting to herself. Beastmen had caught her by surprise, and although she had defeated them, the side of a cliff had been magically damaged in the process, leading to her current predicament. If any others showed up, she'd be in real trouble, without any magic left to fight back.

She heard movement from a ways away, something moving over stone, and redoubled her efforts. A large shadow covered her, and she looked up, snarl present on her face.

Deso looked down at her, blinking in surprise for a moment, before wordlessly moving the rock off of her wing.
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They'd opted to stick together lately, having found an unclaimed swathe of area not far from the place of their first meeting. Bumble's wing was healing, slowly but surely. She looked up at the sky, taking in the starry view and chirping a bit to herself in satisfaction. Deso was likely on his way back to the cave, now. She had something she wanted to discuss, and also, in truth, just wanted to see him again.
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She hovered over her nest, happily checking over the fresh clutch of eggs for the umpteenth time. Deso rumbled from where he rested nearby, one contentedly curved eye opening for a moment. Majesty snored a short ways away, a little skydancer who'd stumbled in after she was separated from her clan.

Bumble hummed to herself, curling up next to the nest.

The Starshade Coven was off to a lovely start, indeed.