PunestMaster's dragon Acar

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Measurements

Length

4.57 m

Wingspan

4.04 m

Weight

847.37 kg

Genetics

Ice
Iridescent

Ice
Shimmer

Ice
Gembond

Hatchday

Jan 05, 2020
(4 years)

Breed

Adult
Skydancer

Eye Type

Ice
Uncommon

Level 1 Skydancer

EXP: 0 / 245

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QCK

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Biography

Acar, Loving Mate and Headmaster

A soft nod and smile, as he moves about his day

Acar has been mute all of his life, so for the most part the only interaction he has had is through nods, smiles, and physical movements. He taught who he could sign language across Sorienth, trying to make it more common. In his travels, he met Rosa, a teacher in a neighboring town from one he was asked to teach SSL in. They quickly fell in love, and travelled teaching together. After a while, they decided to settle down at the then new town of Avere Divina. Close friends with the founder, Bora and Thanatos, they established the school system. Rosa deals with the school as headmistress more, and he deals with the funds and the Court more.

Acar felt small next to the older wildclaw that hovered above him.
"Just say "No" if you don't like it!" he laughs, shoving him deeper and deeper into the snow. He was to young and small to fight back. He knew, no matter how much he wanted to scream he couldn't. So he just thrashed as much as he could, hoping his tail, wings, or something could get snow in his eye. Of course, it was fruitless. The wildclaw had his fun, and left Acar after awhile.

He hated feeling so small, worthless, and lonely. It wasn't fair, he didn't ask to be without a voice

Acar was older now, and stronger. Kids still teased and made fun of him, but it wasn't physical anymore. No one really talked to him, and he had come to terms that no one would. So, instead of worrying about his social life, Acar just studied. His parents tried to push him to go out more, but he rather get lost in learning. Magic, building, the beastclans, history, he wanted to know it all. Whenever the Snapper clans would come through, he would journey and take notes and learn from them as much as he could. The snappers were wise, and their slow pace made writing down his questions and their answers easier.

It inspired his future job career, becoming a teacher

Acar was in his final year of school. A full ride to University, and with so much more to learn. His parents gave him one rule
"Just go to the Gala! Just once, ask a dragon out and go" his father said, exasperated.
No one likes me, and I'd just get shot down, he signs back, rolling his eyes.
"You don't know that" His mom says, "Don't be so pessimistic"
"You are going young man, and that is final" his father said sternly, and Acar knew he wasn't getting out of this.

Every dragon he asked shot him down, whether with the kind "I'm sorry, I already have a date"s to the cruel "Ew! No!"s. Acar was tired, and still had to go. So there he sat, on the outside from the final night. Where he could see dragons dancing, singing, and enjoying themselves. He sat, alone, as always. He shook his head, and finally went home. He'll pretend it didn't hurt, and give his parents an "I told you so". For right now, he just wanted to hide in his bed

Acar had graduated University without a hitch. He actually had managed to do it early, too. So now, he is a travelling teacher. He goes from city, to town, to whoever will pay him and teaches SSL. He feels good doing this, hoping that normalizing it will takeaway the hatchling that will get bullied, and the young dragons that go around not feeling like they are good enough around their peers. He still feels a little lonely, but with meeting so many other who also don't have a voice, it helps you feel a less of an outlier.

Right now, Acar was walking down the street of a marketplace in the Wind domain. He just wanted a nice, warm tea. Matcha, he thinks to himself. Having been stuck in a daydream, he bumps into another skydancer. The prettiest dragon he has seen, a sweet pink.
He bows in apology, and she smiles and gives a quick "It's fine! Accidents happen" he nods to her in appreciation.

Acar walks away, but he still hears her voice in his head. Finally he finds a tea house. It takes a little while to get sit down, a little longer for the waitress to come over. No menus, only the list above the counter. No big deal, he checked and knew they served what he wanted. He went to pull out his pen and pad and- oh no. He keeps ruffling, but cant find it.

Acar turns to the waitress, who looks a little confused. Acar starts to sign "A simple match tea", but he knew it was a long shot
"I'm sorry sir, I don't-"
"He wants a matcha tea" a voice replies. It was the skydancer he bumped into earlier.
"Oh! Alright! Thank you!" the waitress replies, and off she goes.
The skydancer smiles to him, and for once in his first life, Acar believes in Love at First Sight.
Mute? She signs to him. That is when Acar new, he had found his mate, and never would be lonely again.

06. The Lovers

The primary meaning within the Lovers is harmony, attractiveness, and perfection in a relationship. The trust and the unity that the lovers have gives each of them confidence and strength, empowering the other. The bond that they have created is very strong, and it can indicate that the two are joined in marriage, and other close and intimate relationships.

Mate

Rosa

Child

Zara

Mage Angel

In the skies over the lands, little hatchling souls grew before eggs beckoned them to the surface. The Arcanist, who was not only watching his own sky, caught glimpses here and there of beautiful Skydancer spirits; so full of purity...and magic. He wanted them to be capable, he wanted them to be his. They were his Mage Angels.

Before those souls descended to their real world bodies, the Arcanist couldn’t help but bestow upon each of them a gift. No matter where these souls ended up, or which sky they came from, they would be one with the Arcanist. Maybe some will even find their way back to their "true" home under the Arcane sky.

Among these gifts were enhanced magical capabilities similar to the Mages of the Arcane flight. Their gembond holds all the extra magic since their non-Arcane bodies wouldn’t be able to contain it all. They are the most adept at healing and all it takes is a single touch from a Mage Angel to be completely healed.
Mage Angels have the internal struggle of being aware that they are Arcane but will never be able to show it though their eyes. They actively search for Arcane Lairs to join so their offspring will go to The Arcanist. Mage Angels take comfort in the Starwood Strand and the Observatory where they spend their time meditating and mentally speaking with their Space Daddy. He loves them all, even though they aren’t truly his and had taken the Angels different eye colors into account.

Arcane eyes can see the truth
Fire eyes see the heart
Wind eyes see the distance
Water eyes can see the good in everything
Earth eyes can see the origin
Nature eyes can see the life
Lightning eyes pierce the heavens
Ice eyes reflect other's true selves (blind)
Light eyes can see through the darkness
Shadow eyes can see the dead
Plague eyes see through the deceit.

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