Roe
(#58511578)
Make a wish | she/her
Familiar
Veilspun Verse
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Lightning.
Female Imperial
This dragon cannot breed until May 14, 2024 (14 days).
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
25.35 m
Wingspan
21.83 m
Weight
5811.77 kg
Genetics
Soil
Crystal
Crystal
Driftwood
Shimmer
Shimmer
Blood
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Imperial
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
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 R O E 
BARGHEST LORE AND LINEAGE PROJECT
GENERATION I FOUNDER 
"Look down
She calls Look down And make a wish." R umor has it that a voice can be heard echoing from the depths of an old well, beckoning travelers to come close and make a wish. This is the tale of the barghest, Roe. |
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"Children!" A voice called out into the sun flecked woods where three Imperials played, their auburn scales shining as they tussled in a bed of pine needles. Though the trio were born in a small clan that rested on the border of the Ashfall Wastes and the Windswept Plateau, they came to the Sunbeam Ruins during the summer months each year. Their mother, an astronomer called Deluge came to study the stars, setting her children free to explore the woods around the small cabin they rented. “Remember the rules!” She’d call after them as they set off. “Yeah, mum, be back before dark!” Gretel called over her shoulder as her brothers ran off in front of her. “And don’t stray far.” The children were always aware of an unseen boundary between the Sunbeam Ruins and the Tangled Woods. The soft light that flooded between the trees would gradually give way to an umbral wash of shadows, redwood needles underfoot deteriorating into a marsh of decaying leaves and fallen logs. They went as far as where the rain fell before their mother’s words echoed in the siblings’ minds. “Steer clear of any rain you may see billowing from the Sunbeam Ruins. . . for there’s dark magic afoot”. Gretel set off after her twin brothers, picking up a stick as she scampered down a rocky path towards the sound of rushing water. “En garde!” Hansel’s voice rung out through the woods along with the distinct clacking of sticks. “No fair!” Hector whined as Hansel darted forward, knocking the stick from his brother’s hands. “Ha! Now beg for your life, peasant!” “Not so fast!” Gretel called mischievously, pointing her own stick at Hansel’s back. He turned quickly with a grin, the siblings’ pretend swords clacking together. Gretel pushed him back until Hector’s fallen stick came into reach and she was able to throw it back towards her unarmed brother. “Help me finish this delinquent!” “Ah, talk about no fair!” Hansel huffed, “Ganging up on me!” It wasn’t long before Gretel and her brother had Hansel pinned down against the side of the embankment, his hands raised to the air in surrender. “Now look whose begging for their life!” She said with a smirk. It was starting to get dark as the trio made their way back to the cabin. They had long since discarded their sparring sticks, instead using the remaining hours of daylight to collect several mushrooms to add to their dinner. Hansel sniffed the air as they approached the cabin’s warm glow. “Ahh, I can smell the stew already!” The cabin door opened with a faint creak as the siblings shuffled inside, their mother humming as she cooked. “We brought these too!” Hector called, depositing the cloth-wrapped mushrooms on the counter next to her. Deluge chuckled as she inspected them, “good job! No poisonous ones this time”. “Learned from the best” Hector replied as his mother’s hand came down to tussle his mane. The siblings sat outside that night, a small fire warming their scales as they looked up at the stars. “I’ll teach you how to read and navigate by the stars too” Deluge said, “for with their light in the sky guiding you, you will never be lost”. The children dreamed that night about the stars. Morning brought the sound of birdsong as flecked sunlight streamed in through the cabin’s windows. Hector was the first to wake, jumping onto his siblings. “Get up slackers! We have important work to do today!” He stood before them, waving his arms dramatically as he spoke. “Hector, Gretel, and Hansel, the fearless explorers!” An old scout’s hat already sat upon his head. It was lopsided and nearly covered the hatchling’s eyes given its size. Gretel played along, “get the maps! We’re searching for treasure!” She leapt out of their shared nest, pulling the scout hat down over her brother’s eyes as she rushed by him. Deluge watched with a smile as her children ventured into the woods again, sketchbooks and magnifying glasses clutched in their arms. “Remember the rules!” Her voice called after them. Children’s laughter filled the forest as the trio inspected their surroundings, Hector sketching a map of the woods as they went. The hatchlings pressed flowers and leaves between the pages of their book as they explored, Hector continuing to sketch a myriad of insects and birds along with the tracks of larger fauna imprinted into the ground. “These probably belonged to a deer!” Gretel called as they glanced at a muddy animal path, “ooh and a rabbit went this way!” There were all sorts of tracks criss-crossing through the drying mud. “Ah, and a fox!” Hansel called. Gretel scoffed at that, “there are no foxes around here silly!” Although the prints were unmistakably those of a dog-like creature. “Probably just someone’s hunting dog passing through”. “Uh, what’s this one from?” Hector’s voice called, beckoning his siblings towards a single footprint marred into the mud. It was similar in shape to the ones that Hansel had called a fox, but far larger. Indeed, the siblings didn’t know such a huge creature could exist in the woods at all. “It’s bigger than mum’s prints” Hector said worriedly. The siblings were quiet for a moment, staring down at the print. It wasn’t simply its size, but the mud surrounding the print was dark, nearly black as if it had been burned into the ground. It was then they felt the rain. Hansel’s voice grew nervous. “Uhh, guys, where are we?” Gretel looked up, glancing around them. How had they not noticed? It was dark and the towering redwoods no longer surrounded them, replaced now with the gnarled trunks of dark oaks. A cold breeze picked up, rustling eerily through the canopy. “W-we should head back” Gretel called, trying to keep her voice confident and calm. “Let me see the map, Hector”. The trio pulled out a small oil lamp, lighting it with a snap of their fire magic as they inspected the map. They had wandered far from the cabin, but Hector had still managed to map out their path. How could they have been so distracted not to realize when they passed the edge of the Sunbeam Ruins. . . not even to realize it was getting dark? The lamp gave a dull hiss, the light flickering as a few drops of rain found their way to the flame. “O-ok” Gretel said as she took a shaky breath. “We just have to find this clearing again”. She tapped the wet paper with a claw as she spoke, “the border is right on the other side”. Gretel recalled passing through a clearing, remembering it as a sunny field filled with lemongrass and bluebells. She halted when it came into view under the moonlight, Hector bumping into her back when she stopped short. “Give a warning next time Gret-“. The clearing now looked like a burnt patch of earth, the remains of rotting trees lining its borders. The ground was tarry and black under the moonlight and perhaps, most unusual of all was the old well that sat at the clearing’s center, three shining golden coins resting upon its rim. Something else sat upon the stone edge as well. Mottled red and obsidian, its eyes looked forward like coals burning inside its skull. A fox. The Imperial siblings froze in fear. “G-gretel, that well wasn’t there before” Hector whimpered. “I know, but look” she pointed at a path between the trees on the other side, “we need to get over there”. She stepped forward, calling out. “P-please allow us to pass”. Gretel had hoped that the animal sitting on the well’s edge would run at the sound of her voice, but the fox’s glowing eyes locked onto hers as it appeared to pull its lips back into. . . a smile. It’s voice came like a whisper haunting the wind, “Oh dear. Poor lost children in the woods. Allow me to help you. . . Come. Come make a wish.” Hansel grit his teeth as Gretel stepped shakily towards the well and Hector began to sob. Gretel felt confused, suddenly finding herself alongside her siblings as they clutched golden coins in their hands. How had they gotten here? She hadn’t realized she moved as the coin left her, flipping in the air as it descended into the darkness of the well. “I want. . . to go home”. The fox smiled. Gretel’s eyes snapped open as she sat up with a start, breathing heavily. She was back in their nest. In the cabin. She relaxed momentarily before realizing that her siblings weren’t by her side. “Hector? Hansel? She called tentatively. “Mother?” There was no response. It was dark and quiet. Too quiet. The gentle babble of the creek and the soft chirp of crickets were replaced with silence. Even the hinges on the door muffled their creak as Gretel stepped from the cabin to a starless sky. The Imperial felt her heart thudding in her chest. She nearly had a heart attack as something landed on her shoulder, gasping to find Hansel by her side. “Ah, Gretel! Gretel, thank the Gods” He was crying and out of breath as if he’d just run from somewhere far away. “I-I thought I was alone here”. Gretel embraced her brother tightly. “Where’s Hector?” Hansel looked nervous, “I-I don’t know. But where are we, Gretel? Where are the stars? I thought I was dreaming. Having a nightmare about the woods and th-there was this old well”. Gretel’s blood ran cold. “I think we’re still stuck in a dream. . .” She finished her words with a whisper. Hansel looked at her with nervous eyes as the silence was finally broken by someone screaming in the distance. “Hector!” Hansel and Gretel wasted no time as they rushed towards the sound of their brother’s voice. “Hector! Hector! Where are you?!” Hansel called. They were panting and out of breath when they finally came close to the sound of Hector’s screams, finding themselves back in the clearing. Hector was curled in a ball whimpering as his brother and sister approached. “N-no, stay away,” he said weakly. Gretel grew queasy as she approached, leaning down over her brother’s crumpled form. He was injured badly. His rear legs were mangled, deep gouges running along his sides. “Hector, stay with me. Look at me, it’s going to be ok”. She felt hot tears run from her eyes. Hector was bleeding and there was nothing she could do to stop the crimson pool that was rapidly forming under him. “Gretel! Watch out!” Hansel’s voice was frantic behind her and the Imperial barely had time to register his warning. She leapt away from Hector, crying out as a flash of white snapped shut, grazing her arm and shoulder. Teeth. She looked up, eyes meeting glowing coal-like orbs as a beast loomed above her. Gretel watched as the monster pulled itself up out of the well with a growl, a massive gnarled paw shaking the earth as it slammed into the ground. It’s form was that of a red fox, tattered fur hanging from it’s body. Yet it was enormous, bigger than any dragon that Gretel had ever seen. . . perhaps even bigger than some of the Gods. It’s claws were dark and overgrown, it’s teeth shining ivory as it pulled its lips back in a smile. Gretel watched in horror as it leaned down, picking up Hector’s limp form in it’s enormous maw. It flicked its head back towards the sky, snapping the flesh between its teeth as it swallowed the Imperial whole. “Monster!” Gretel cried, allowing her tears to fall in fear and rage. She found her body moving of its own volition, running forward to slam her arms against the creature’s limb. “Give him back! HECTOR!” The beast looked down, annoyed as Gretel feebly attempted to claw at its fur. It growled, moving it’s arm quickly and sending the Imperial flying towards the tree line. She cried as her wings and spine collided with the bark of a blackened tree accompanied by a sickening snapping sound. “Gretel!” Her brother rushed to her side, pulling her into a hug as he sobbed. Hansel could see the monster stalking towards them, claws reaching forward. She gripped her brother as tightly as she could, the two of them closing their eyes tightly. Gretel heard noises, but no longer had the strength to open her eyes. It sounded like trees snapping, the tussle of paws on the earth and the growls and yelps of beasts fighting. Hansel caught a glimpse of the monster retreating back into the well and a flash of golden fur as darkness crept in around the edges of his vision. He too closed his eyes. Gretel heard a voice. “Ah, I think they’re waking up! It’s okay little one.” She peeked her eyes open to find a Pearlcatcher staring down at her, sunlight streaming down behind them. Gretel shifted slightly, crying out as pain seared through her shoulder and wings. “Ah, try not to move too quickly, you’re badly injured. Please, I’m Inghinn.” She said with a smile, “Sister Inghinn”. Gretel glanced around, looking over to see her brother waking up beside her. Another drake, a Skydancer crouched over him, supporting him as he attempted to sit up. Another form laid in the field as well - another Imperial. He appeared to have just been asleep as well as he rose, limping slightly as he made his way towards the others. He wore the white robes of a priest, though they were stained and tattered with wear and fresh blood appeared to be seeping through a few of them. The Skydancer previously tending to Hansel rushed over then, “Ah, father, you’re injured too” he said worriedly, helping to wrap an additional bandage around the Imperial’s shoulder. “Thank you Rowan”. They sat in the clearing still, but it was illuminated by sunlight and full of birdsong. The trees were bright with life and the field around the drakes filled with bluebells and sour grass. There were no signs of the great beast or the dark wishing well. The golden Imperial knelt before Hansel and Gretel then, “I am sorry I came too late to save your sibling” he said. . . “And to prevent your injuries”. He spent a moment looking solemnly to Gretel. “I am Father Herald”. Deluge gripped her children tightly when the priest and his companions escorted Hansel and Gretel back to their cabin. They sobbed into their mother’s arms. “My babies” She said, “I thought I had lost you.” Herald returned to the clearing once the children had been reunited with their mother. He sighed as the wind ruffled his golden mane. He inspected the clearing, humming curiously as he picked up a sketchbook from amidst the overgrown foliage. It contained flower pressings and sketches, and various maps. Herald frowned as he came to the final pages. A sketch of a fox stared back at him, its pupils constricted down to cat-like slits and its lips pulled back into a smile. He slammed the book closed with a growl before plunging a cross into the ground in the center of the clearing. “Where have you gone?” The priest whispered under his breath. “Where have you gone, Roe?” Lore Notes: - Founder (Barghest Generation 1) - Takes the form of a cross-fox with a cheshire smile - Dreamers chase her to a well that shines in the moonlight. . . - Resides in an abandoned well amidst a dark forest, lures dreamers to her in their slumber - Themes: Dark woods, slivered moonlight overhead, bluebells and moss, the hunt. - Song: Black Fox by Heather Dale
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