Wave

Wave
The Traveller



Uh-oh, looks like this adventurous gal wandered a little too far from her home lair (Lunarduo, 539258), and now she's off to see the world! If ever you feel the need to exalt, she'd really appreciate it if you could just return her to the home lair, or to the 'Dragons Off To See The World' thread, here. This is not necessary, but she would be very grateful!

Wave is just like her mom, a traveling dragon. Her line is a traveling wanderer line, full of adventures and fun.

Owners I've Had:
LadyFlamie, 509537
perfectoranges, 100277
akaineko, 209755
Zikul, 12962
Midnightfire29, 695023
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The First Voyage


Flying desperately higher into the cloudy, moonlit sky. Swooping through the clouds to lose the feeling of being chased. Entering an unfamiliar, dark tavern that somehow carries a nostalgic feeling. A fuchsia potion with a hollow, fruity taste, sliding down her throat...then a feeling of tranquility and safety...

The sound of waves gently washing against shore pierced into her dream, but Wave wasn't yet ready to wake up. She twitched her nose, chasing sleep, but the sound grew even louder as she tried to escape it. As the last vestiges of rest were washed from her mind, Wave blinked and squinted her Plague-red eyes at the bright sun beaming down on her. Where was she?

Disoriented, Wave climbed to her feet and shook out her body, freeing the sand caked into her scales. She looked ahead to see the beach curving along the ocean's edge, with tall cliffs extending toward the sky opposite the water. Wave reached out to the rock wall nearest her, tracing a line of sediment with her claw. The smells and colors of this place were all so unfamiliar to her!

Although she was still sluggish from her sleep, Wave decided to fly up for a better view of her surroundings. Her tired wings struggled at first, but as she rose in the air Wave felt her mind clear slightly. She wasn't surprised to see the mountains to her left were much taller than she expected to reach, with swirling smoke - or were they stormclouds? - surrounding the peaks. Looking out the other way toward the ocean, Wave spotted a pier jutting out over the waves, its brown wood a stark contrast to the deep blue. Her next destination!

After landing at Churnscar Wharf, Wave's senses were overwhelmed by noise, scents, and color. Dragons shouted across the pier, barking orders or calling for attention. There were some stalls serving all types of food, and the odors mingled in Wave's nose, causing her stomach to growl. There were ships arriving and leaving, dragons of all sizes running up and down the dock, and the waves crashed beneath their feet. With the last of her energy, Wave paid for a paper cone of spicy roasted bugs, and settled into the quietest corner she could find among all the ruckus. As she looked out from her hiding spot, she saw the crisp white beaches lining the shore of the Sea of a Thousand Currents, the faraway Crescendo whirling over the Windswept Plateau, and spires of smoke that no doubt originated from the Ashfall Waste. Now, her only problem was deciding where to go next...







The Killer of Ennui


As Wave was pondering her opportunities, she noticed a sudden shift in the light and shadow around her. She swiftly turned over to see a male Sandsurge. He introduced himself as Zunkar, a merchant. With loud jokes and friendly chatter he was inviting her to join his ride home.

"You must come with me, my dear! I need your expertise and skill of an assassin."
"Assasin? Me?"
"No, I'm talking of my tail!" Zunkar laughed and pointed to the glass vial hanging around her neck. It was filled with a ruby-red liquid, and Wave knew that was poison.
"But why?"

Zunkar explained that there was a malign presence in his wife's garden, and he believed Wave was the right dragon to take care of it. Wave was taken aback by the unexpected request but couldn't help feeling intrigued by the mystery Zunkar presented. "I suppose I could lend a talon," she replied, a hint of curiosity in her voice.
"Then to the west we sail!"

The Reedcleft Ascend was expecting them with a small wooden pier and a steep staircase carved into the rock. It meandered through the bamboo forest, getting lost in the clouds above. The long and arduous jorney it was, and finally they were greeted by the sight of the garden, nestled on a small plateau outside the walls of the Monastery of the Red Cat.

As they rested in the garden, Zunkar described the target to Wave, and she prepared herself for the hunt. She hid among the flowers and waited patiently. When the target appeared to water the plants, Wave discreetly dispersed the liquid from her vial into the air. The target fainted, but to Wave's surprise, she also blacked out.

When she came to, Zunkar was there, beaming with gratitude. He thanked Wave sincerely and invited her to lunch. As they sat down to eat, Wave was shocked to discover that the target was Zunkar's wife. The liquid she had used hadn't worked as a poison on an Ancient Nature dragon but had instead charmed its victim.

The three of them shared a joyful family dinner, and Wave felt a warmth in her heart as she witnessed the love between the gardener and the merchant. As she bid them farewell, Wave knew that she was free to embark on her next adventure, carrying with her the memory of a happy ending she had helped bring about.

Malign Vial

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Poison freshly brewed is doom freshly planned.

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