Von

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Lvl 25 Gaoler Oilslick Mosaic Charcoal Blend Blue Basic Nature Common

FAMILY: BLANCO
Parents: CharcoalCicada and ByzantBeholder
Grandparents: Kusil and Scorpion, FenPanther and SakuraMochi
Mate: Ren (Heavenwards)
Offspring: Beatrice, Stellan, Orion (Blanco)

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Born in the Everbloom Gardens of the Viridian Labyrinth, I grew up with a strong connection to Nature and the Gladekeeper herself. I am directly descended from members of the original Seeker Order of the Gaolers, who were sent long ago by the Icewarden throughout the lands of Sornieth to capture and contain the creatures of the Shade.

I met my mate, Ren, in the Shrieking Wilds while searching for seeds and cuttings that I could take back to the Gardens with me. I was a botanist, she a druid priestess. We had both heard of the tragic ending of the Armistice between the Plague and Nature flights, and there were rumors that the Plague Ambassador had never left the Labyrinth but had gone into hiding, along with the deadly infection she carried.

This news, plus strange tales of unusual events in other lands had made us uneasy, and we both felt that in these dark times it was our duty as the Icewarden's first children to return to our ancestral land and the final mandate of our deity. We set off at once.

We found ourselves delayed for a time in the Starfall Isles, and it was there that our children were born: Beatrice, Stellan, and Orion. We stayed with a friendly but motley clan on the leylines of the Oculus of the Eleven until the hatchlings were old enough to make the difficult journey to the Southern Icefields.

Our youngest, Orion, chose instead to travel the world, and headed off for the Shifting Expanse, though in recent days his eldest, Shayla and Brayden, have chosen to follow us.

We continued on, over the treacherous Frigid Floes and through the Snowsquall Tundra. We braved the Cloudscrape Crags and nearly lost Stellan to a terrible snowstorm, but finally we arrived at the Dripcave Dregs in one piece and were welcomed in most kindly by a small clan of Tundras.

Our arrival was not missed by the other Gaolers, of course, and it was not long before our little family found ourselves on trial in the Glacial Assembly before all five Wardens and their orders. They had scented the Shade on us, and were prepared to imprison us four deep in Fortress of Ends, Gaolers or not.

The Icewarden, however, had other plans for us. He spoke to the Wardens himself, and told them not to lock us up, but to allow us to stay and produce offspring in his domain. These hatchlings would be Ice-born, and therefore acceptable. Ren decided however that she didn't want to bring up any hatchlings in this frigid and lonely place, and so it was up to Beatrice and Stellan to continue our line, which they did.

Robyn and Hershey, the youngest of our great-grandchildren, were a year old when Ren came to me with sudden and unexpected news: she had laid her second clutch of eggs. Beatrice, Stellan, and Orion were about to have two more siblings!