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Callan

(#67472256)

A broken past doesn't mean a shattered future

Familiar

Stonewatch Prince

Energy: 0/50

Personal Style

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Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

29.93 m

Wingspan

15.98 m

Weight

6137.81 kg

Genetics

White
Poison

Terracotta
Trail

Banana
Glimmer

Hatchday

Feb 20, 2021
(3 years)

Breed

Adult
Imperial

Eye Type

Light
Faceted

Level 1 Imperial

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Sol
Sunna

Offspring

none

Biography

C A L L A N

~~Failure~~ • Kind • Gentle

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B I O G R A P H Y

Long ago, the divine and glorious Lightweaver created a beautiful race of dragons.
The Imperials.
Everything about them was perfect.
They had, and still have, no flaws.
Heretics and naysayers poisoned our kind Mother's mind, and she was forced to abandon us.
In her loneliness, she created another race.
Subdued.
Restrained.
Pathetic.
Now all her love and attention goes to them.
Imperials were first, and are still the most worthy of Mother's warm gaze!
Maybe we are not enough apart, but together we will birth a child so perfect; an embodiment of pure blinding Light, that Mother will be forced to look upon us with favour again!

Failure.

That was the first thing he was called. A mistake, unworthy, not enough, all throughout his life these names followed him and many others, try to make up for what he were not born with. The Lightweaver would not notice him and neither would his parents.

Many others were failures like him, although he was still different. His wings were too small, meaning he couldn't fly for long, his ears were bigger than the others, and his eyes were different too. They had no pupils and were bug-like, marking him as even more of an outcast. They also were taken care of, they had a home. He did too for a while, until he was old enough to be thrown out.

Exiled, abandoned.

For days he wandered, unsure of where to go, who he could trust. He wandered for days, unsure of where he was heading, of what lied before him. He traveled without food, without water, and became an unhealthy wreck after three days, he walked on the edge. Eventually he collapsed, too tired to carry on, and closed his eyes.

As he lay there, unmoving, he felt a bit of silk touch him. So soft, so delicate. A brush of feathers, he couldn't move to see what was there. A blinding light filled his closed eyes, bright enough to cause his eyes to open.

He was in a forest that seemed to be made of stars, the leaves of the trees above him twinkled. He shakily got up, he felt fine.

All his injuries, his aches and pains, his hunger, everything had vanished. He was alive once again, he was able to walk towards his future. He had been saved.

A question tugged on his brain, who was it that saved him. He could only think of one answer, the Lightweaver, but that didn't make sense. He had no connection to the Lightweaver, that was why he was thrown out, why he was a failure.

But what else could it be?

Savior???

Friend

INFORMATION:

▸ Origin: Sunbeam Ruins

▸ Status: Alive, Stable

▸ Role: Scout

▸ Level: One

_New Beginnings_

____He took in the new surroundings, the forest made of starlight. He’s never seen anything like it, it was almost magical. A cracking twig made him uneasy, he was not alone. As he whipped around, looking for who, or what, was near him. The approcher made themselves known, stepping out from the trees. It was a skydancer, a strange wrapping cover their eyes. They leaned on the trees, almost as if feeling their way around. He took a step back, moving away from the newcomer. The skydancer held out a hand, open and welcoming. He didn’t trust it. A frown crossed the skydancer’s face as he backed away. All of a sudden, a small fae flew towards the skydancer. “N-NIghtwatcher!” the fae squeaked. “You can’t go running off into the forest! How’d you even manage to get here.” The skydancer signed something to the fae, who nodded and turned towards him. “You, imperial, what are you doing here? How’d you get here?”

____He struggled to get a reply out, not used to speaking. “The light sent me here.” He said slowly, recalling the words he seldom used. The fae tilted his head. “The light? You’re in the Starfall Isles, not the Sunbeam Ruins. There’s no magical light here.” He blinked in confusion, having just been in the Sunbeam Ruins. There was no way he could travel half the world in the blink of an eye… right? The fae looked at the skydancer and then back at him. “What’s your name?” He thought for a moment. “They called me failure.” He finally said. The fae let out a squeaking laugh. “You’re funny!” The fae’s happy mood dropped when they saw that he wasn’t laughing. “You where joking… right?” The silence answered the fae’s question. The skydancer signed something towards him, the fae sighed. “Hey, sorry about that, but you do have a name, right?” He shook his head.

_Bright Future_

____The skydancer signed something again, the fae translated. “Are you a follower of the Lightweaver?” The words came out slow. He thought for a bit. “She doesn’t notice me, like the rest of us. That’s why I’m a failure.” The skydancer stepped forward and signed something again, once again it was translated. “Those who call you a failure are obsessed with delusions. You aren’t a failure.” The skydancer smiled gently at him, he smiled back.

____”Where are you headed? It's not everyday that a dragon randomly shows up here.” He paused for a second. “I’m not sure were I’m going.” He said finally. “I was exiled, left to die. The light saved me, it sent me here.” The fae looked to the skydancer. “You had a vision about light, right? That was a few days ago.” The skydancer nodded and signed something, the fae’s face was plastered with a look of shock. They turned back towards him. “Nightwatcher had a vision of you, at least that’s what we’re interpreting it as.” He took a step back, eyes wide as the fae continued. “A dragon made of light, sent here by greater forces, a savior.” The skydancer suddenly stepped forward, somehow making their way over to him. They put their hand on his shoulder, smiling, before signing something again. “There was only one word that came with the vision, Callan.” The word echoed in the trees as silence followed. “Callan?” He whispered, before looking up. The skydancer smiled at him. “You are Callan, you are the one who leads us to a bright future.” For the first time, he smiled.

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Shining Future

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