PurpleMist

Button made by the lovely Jyxxie!

---

She knows she's destined for power and greatness, even if she wasn't born into it; born without swirls adorning her flanks and jewels across her wings. She's destined for those things - they haven't come to her yet, but they will. She knows it. She knows it as well as she knows her own name. She'll find a crown and grab it, by force if she has to, even if she's tiny and unnoticed as a bland little fae. They'll see her soon. They'll all see, when she walks out decked in rubies and plated in gold.

Nobody will be laughing then.

---

When she saw the Forgotten Kingdom for the first time, and saw that the King and Queen were quite accepting of everyone, she thought she could just go up and ask to be a part of their family, especially since they seemed to have a lot of hatchlings which clearly weren't their's. But that plan was soon thrown out the window, when she realized that the hatchlings were simply being adopted by the top Skydancer archer, Novalin. This surprised PurpleMist at first, as she was almost sure the dragon was too insane to really care about anyone except herself and her brother, Night. Alas, when she tried to act like a lost hatchling to get into the royal family, she was turned down for clearly being older.

Angered, PurpleMist went off to make a plan. A plan to assassinate the King and Queen, though she mostly wanted Obsidian dead. She found BloodMoon, an assassin from the Light Flight who had came to the Forgotten Kingdom to stay for a bit. When she offered him 50,000 treasure to assassinate Obsidian, he asked her if she could do more. To make the deal concrete, she offered 200,000 treasure. BloodMoon asked her for proof of the money, to which she gave. He accepted, and went to kill Obsidian. But he never succeeded. Instead, he realized just how nice Obsidian was, and decided that, instead of killing her, he would protect her instead.

PurpleMist was even more upset than before. First, her attempts at being a helpless hatchling failed, and now her plan to assassinate the Queen had failed as well. In one last burst of anger, she burst through the palace doors, only to be welcomed by BloodMoon himself. She forced her way past him, running straight at Obsidian, fire in her eyes. Just as she jumped at Obsidian's face, she was shot in the side by an arrow. When PurpleMist looked up, she saw Novalin, standing over her, a crazed look on her face as the Skydancer ran towards her, most likely to finish her once and for all. PurpleMist braced for the inevitable, unable to close her eyes or look away, until suddenly, everything went black.

---

When she opened her eyes, PurpleMist noticed she was in a strange forest, where stringy vines hung down from the trees. She looked behind her and saw the Forgotten Kingdom. Upon seeing it, she was immediately filled with a sense of revenge. She was going to get that crown, whether Obsidian liked it or not, that crown was her's.

She turned suddenly upon hearing a ruffle of leaves from the bushes. "Well well well, looks like another Fae got lost," a voice said, as a smaller, dark dragon covered in what looked like thorns tipped with blood came from behind the trees. The unusual dragon gave her an almost pitiful look. "Too bad you ended up in my territory, you probably would've found a lovely mate back in the kingdom. If only you hadn't come here," the dragon said, mockingly, as she moved towards PurpleMist, jaws open.

"WAIT!!" PurpleMist shrieked, causing the dragon to stop. "Who are you? What are you?" The dragon gave the Fae a confused look before answering.

"I am Wrathful, Queen of the Veilspuns of the Veiled Forest. I am honestly quite surprised you have no idea who I am."

PurpleMist looked down at the Veilspun. "I thought your kind were extinct," she said, as Wrathful shook her head. "I guess not."

"Why are you here?" Wrathful asked. "Are you some sort of spy for the Forgotten Kingdom?"

"A spy? For the Forgotten Kingdom? Why would I be a spy for them?! They wouldn't even let me have a chance to take the crown! That Skydancer-Novalin if I remember correctly-must have dragged me out here for you guys to kill me."

"You hate the Forgotten Kingdom as well?" Wrathful asked, as PurpleMist nodded. Wrathful smiled, giving the purple Fae an almost motherly look. "Then how about you join us Veilspuns of the Veiled Forest in our quest to take over the Kingdom? I'll give you the title of crowned princess. Even now, if you join me, I will make you the princess of the Veilspuns of the Veiled Forest, but I will not guarantee you full rights to the crown, for if I find a suitable King and have hatchlings, they will be the true heirs. But if we successfully take over the Forgotten Kingdom, you will be the next Queen." Wrathful said, a glint in her red eyes as she held out her talon. "So, what do you say?"

PurpleMist stared at Wrathful's talon for a moment. "I accept," she said, as she took the Veilspun's talon in her own, giving it a shake. She smiled, thinking of all the ways to possibly backstab the Veilspun, and take her crown for herself. But after a bit of thought, she realized the crown she truly wanted was the Forgotten Kingdom's crown, and now she had a chance to get it.

She finally had an army. An army to get her the crown she knew she rightfully deserved. The King and Queen may have turned her down, Novalin may have at least given her a bit of treasure, the entire kingdom may have laughed at the idea of a dragon her size taking the queen down for her crown. But PurpleMist knew, that in the end, she would be the one laughing.

---

started: Basic/Basic/Basic, Fae
current: Basic/Blend/Filigree, Fae

Allied Brawler of the Veiled Army
"The False Queen"