Clavorra
(#63775347)
The Glorious Brass
Familiar
Crystalplate Stinger
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Energy: 50
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50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Wind.
Female Fae
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
1.61 m
Wingspan
1.87 m
Weight
1.22 kg
Genetics
Banana
Basic
Basic
Blackberry
Basic
Basic
Carrot
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Fae
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
5
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
6
INT
8
VIT
5
MND
8
Biography
Clavorra is brave and an incredible leader, however confidence is something she lacks. When presented with a problem, she knows how to solve it, yet she hesitates, asking her companions to help confirm that it would work. She isn't sure how she got here, like everyone else, yet she doesn't care much to find out. F.A.E. (Fierce And Elegant) was formed by her, with the assistance of Quirallia, gathering together the Fae outside of Glimmering to form a small clan. It aims to oppose the dragons within Glimmering, recognizing that they are selfish, egotistical dragons that have much more power than they deserve.
While in school, Clavorra was a brass prodigy. Her teachers were impressed, in awe, and utterly stunned by her capabilities. Anything she picked up and blew into, she created wonders, sounds that are insulted by being called just sounds. The "sounds" were colorful, energetic, bewildering, soothing, and so utterly gorgeous that it made even the most stone cold wipe the tears away from their fierce eyes. In this confusing world she carries a cornet with her, using it as a weapon to stun her enemies with its glorious cry, rather than an artform that makes its listeners' mouths gap.
While in school, Clavorra was a brass prodigy. Her teachers were impressed, in awe, and utterly stunned by her capabilities. Anything she picked up and blew into, she created wonders, sounds that are insulted by being called just sounds. The "sounds" were colorful, energetic, bewildering, soothing, and so utterly gorgeous that it made even the most stone cold wipe the tears away from their fierce eyes. In this confusing world she carries a cornet with her, using it as a weapon to stun her enemies with its glorious cry, rather than an artform that makes its listeners' mouths gap.
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She has never experienced so much movement at once. The banging and clanging of enormous bells, the thunderous voices of enormous throats, and pushing and shoving of enormous dragons. Tiny creatures wouldn't dare come close to such an environment, but they had no choice, for the chaos came to them and blocked any escape. They could all fly, but the sky was replaced by the thousands of dragons taking it up, and the ground wasn't any better. These tiny creatures were of the fae species: one anxious mother tightly holding her two children at her wings, standing put in the safest location she could spot: a skinny wooden pole placed to hold up a ticket booth. The mother was rather small for an adult fae, and had scales painted a dark purple, but eyes dyed a brilliant pink. The daughter was a bright yellow, appearing to be gold in the shade created by the massive wings blocking out the sun. And the third was a pale green son, covering his tiny ears with his tiny talons, praying for it all to be over while her sister and mother franticly searched for a way out. It was obviously hopeless trying to get out now, they'd just have to wait until it all died down, but that would most certainly be hours.
The mother sighs, and begins to rub the back of her whimpering son, who was burying his snout into her side. "We'll get out eventually, relax," she says. The daughter leaned closer to her brother, touching his nose with her own, looking into his eyes.
"Things will turn out fine, we- I'll make sure you're safe," she whispered. Her brother hesitates, then confidently nods, and relaxed, releasing a deep sigh and a small smile.
While they were nestled together, the daughter sat and watched the giants, watched them laugh and play, sing and dance, and anything any other dragon would do; it's just a shame that they took up so much space. Then, she saw a skydancer cut through the line forming at the stand they perched on, and curve down right and into the space between it and the stand next to it, directly under their pole, panting. She was full grown, however, she was definitely still young. Her scales looked liked diamonds, her wings appearing to be carved out of opal; signs of a very wealthy dragon. Slowly, she raised a closed fist to her chest, revealing to be holding a golden bracelet. The skydancer chuckled to herself, but just then, an equally shimmering pearlcatcher appeared and playfully tackled her to the floor, quickly snatching the bracelet triumphantly.
"Fine, you win! Geez..." The skydancer surrenders in a lighthearted way, standing as other smirks at her.
"Well it was mine in the first place, but either way, you should know by now not to challenge me, of all dragons"
"Oh yeah? Bet you couldn't have stolen those tickets from that imperial, y'know, like I did," The skydancer reaches into her bag and withdraws two tickets, which have been folded several times over so they would fit in said bag.
The pearlcatcher rolled her eyes, over-exaggerating the movement of her head, leaning it backwards, and inevitably spotting the three fae sitting on a wooden post.
All three of their tiny stomachs dropped, dreading what would happen next.
"Hey..." she says, locking her eyes onto them, "Why are they there?"
The skydancer looks where her friend was looking, "What's a bunch of rat dragons doing there?"
Rat dragons... Rat... Dragons... Those words tasted foul.
The mother speaks up "That's none of your business, scurry along you fat lizards."
That got them cackling like a pair of seagulls, "Hehe... What'cha gonna do? Eat us??" The pearlcatcher jokes. "Nah, we'll eat you!" The skydancer adds with a soft chuckle, obviously joking as well, but the son took it too seriously.
"What!" He pops out from under his mothers protective wing, "Don't eat me!"
The mother hastily hid him again, but the young giants were already smirking at one another. The skydancer steps forward and leans her two front talons on the pole, shaking it back and forth, putting pressure on their fragile balance.
"Oh yeah? Well I'll gobble you up in one bite if you aren't careful!" she shakes the pole harder, and their laughter fueled the daughters anger. Both she and her mother were just about to jump down and tear out their throats and all four of their eyes, but just then, the son fell down and down, down into the sea of stomping feet, flapping wings, and giants. Instinctively, the mother leapt after her son, and she was quickly lost too. The daughter -- who had yet to process what just happened -- furiously attacked the pearlcatcher, stabbing her eyes with those tiny needle-like claws of hers, sending the giant away screaming. The skydancer however, stayed put as the young fae spread out her wings, trying to look as large as possible. The anger in her eyes flared up, glowing like a furious storm, her frills standing on end, with an aura that radiates so strongly it was detectible by anyone in any place of Sornieth. But the dragon did not flinch, she just stood and stared... smirking...
... Just like now. The exact same dragon stood, smirking, flinchless, and grasping the second thing Clavorra promised to protect, and the second promise Clavorra failed to keep. (Tick 3.14)
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