Euphrates

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Level 1 Imperial
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Lightning.
Female Imperial
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Personal Style

Apparel

Autumn Breeze
Ember Sylvan Wings
Ember Sylvan Anklets
Ember Sylvan Bracelets
Ember Sylvan Filigree
Ember Sylvan Headpiece
Ember Sylvan Lattice
Ember Sylvan Twist

Skin

Scene

Scene: Starksand Dunes

Measurements

Length
22.73 m
Wingspan
20.93 m
Weight
7028.51 kg

Genetics

Primary Gene
Bronze
Poison
Bronze
Poison
Secondary Gene
Obsidian
Blend
Obsidian
Blend
Tertiary Gene
Obsidian
Koi
Obsidian
Koi

Hatchday

Hatchday
Apr 13, 2021
(3 years)

Breed

Breed
Adult
Imperial

Eye Type

Special Eye Type
Lightning
Swirl
Level 1 Imperial
EXP: 0 / 245
Scratch
Shred
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

  • none

Biography

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Copper Ore
E U P H R A T E S
the soul of the river
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“I've known rivers:
Ancient, dusky rivers.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.”

—Langston Hughes

Her voice is the rustle of reeds by the riverbank, the murmur of the water as it rushes over stones rubbed smooth with time and wear. Euphrates is of the river, and the current courses through her veins. She is ancient, old as the world itself. She has watched empires rise and fall, entire civilizations develop and crumble. It’s always the same.

The land is rich and bountiful. They erect settlements by the water, building homes on the riverbank. Children laugh and play by her shores. The water dries and the settlers move. Euphrates watches all the while.

They are like ants to her, these transient, scuttling dragons— they live, they breathe, and they die, all in the blink of an eye and Euphrates begins to grow weary of this. In the beginning, she tries to help. She sends her waters to nurture their crops, watching them grow green and lush. For a while, all is well, and the cities flourish. She even cares for their children, ticking their feet with the tug of her tides, rearing them as a mother should, but they always leave in the end. Now, she is old and tired. She hardly ever watches anymore, merely slumbering, trickling sluggishly over her riverbed.

Her waters recede with time, but she isn’t worried. She is eternal as the earth itself, and the tide will always come rushing back when the rains arrive.

One day, a young dragon enters her waters. Floundering and inept, she gets caught in the current and before long, she is pulled deep into the belly of the river. Euphrates watches her struggle with a detached curiosity.

“Please,” she gasps, “help me.”

It makes no difference to Euphrates. This dragon will die anyway, whether it is here or years later, in the midst of some bright, ephemeral city.

“What will you give me?” she whispers, soft as the undertow.

“Anything,” she says desperately, “whatever you want,” but Euphrates is already beginning to leave, growing tired of this game.

“I am the river,” Euphrates replies simply. “I want for nothing.”

“I’ll show you the ocean,” she says, and suddenly, something deep inside Euphrates remembers her origins, the amniotic embrace of the sea. She pauses, turning around. When she looks at this dragon, she sees a piece of herself reflected back, feels the similar tug of the ocean deeply entrenched in both of them. She considers this strange offer, and when she examines the child closely, she sees traces of divinity in her blood.

Euphrates feels something close to interest.

“Very well,” she says, and deposits her like sediment on the shore.

Euphrates is tied to the river, and she cannot leave even when it dries, its muddy banks growing dusty and cracked. But when the dragon takes a jar of her waters and promises to take it to the sea, Euphrates feels her anticipation beginning to grow.

She cannot see it when it happens, but she knows it, sure as the tide in her veins, when the young captain finally releases her into the ocean, freshwater mingling with salt. Because then, for the first time in millennia, Euphrates feels like she is going home.

[ notes ]
» theme song: watershed - vienna teng
» name comes from this poem! (& the actual river too, of course)
» bought from here for 599g

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