Fyrrhia
(#69690420)
She/They
Familiar
Eggull
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Energy: 50
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50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Light.
Female Skydancer
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.92 m
Wingspan
6.37 m
Weight
416.6 kg
Genetics
Hickory
Iridescent
Iridescent
Coal
Blaze
Blaze
Obsidian
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Skydancer
Max Level
STR
7
AGI
8
DEF
6
QCK
8
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
5
Biography
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Fyrrhia
"It is important to make choices for yourself. Before the choice makes you." |
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» Early History Born among a large clan in Lanternlea, to parents who could not have imagined how perfect their timing would be, I hatched just as our Oracle proclaimed that our clan had been bestowed a great blessing and a great curse. There were two of us: me and my younger sister, so the adults around us assumed that one of us was the blessing and the other the curse. We were near identical, difficult to tell apart even when we stood side by side. We were watched, always, never a moment to ourselves, for our entire adolescence as the elders waited for us to reveal which of us was which. At the time, neither of us could figure out why there was so much interest in us compared to our peers. We were painfully normal, just as our parents had been. There were greater mages, stronger fighters, smarter scholars, all within easy reach. But none were regarded with such intensity. No one told us the truth until everything had long fallen apart, until everything was far beyond salvage. Our Oracle was not the only one who had prophesized about the alignment of the stars the day I was born. And hers was among the most vague of the stories. Days after our coming of age ceremony, the world we had known all our lives vanished forever. |
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» Coincidence or Fate? For everything my life has been - all the heartbreak, the fear, the darkness - all the power, the prestige, the summer days - I came from nothing. So many do not believe in things like chance. Would argue until they ran out of breath that luck and fate were nothing more than the results of coincidence and hard work. There was nothing my parents or the clan I was born to did to deserve me. I do not mean that to deride them, but to bear honestly the weight of what my mere existence did to them. What it brought down on them. Had I not been as I am, no one would have known my name or my face, and I would have died in obscurity. Instead, I live in fame and infamy. What is that if not chance? |
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» Alignment It was early spring when my sister died. Our keepers celebrated as I mourned. I remember hearing the music and magic and joy of the party long into the night. When the sun rose the next day, I was greeted with smiles and praise and gifts. As if the last long years had not been suffering and pain and grief at their claws. My dim cell far beneath the surface was exchanged for a glowing throne and jewels and fine silks and servants to attend my every whim. Every demand I made, save one, was fulfilled, no matter what it cost. No matter that below the silk the chains remained. I waited. On the very moment my sister died, I understood, I was acutely aware of what I was in that instant as I wept, I knew what I could do, what I had always been able to do. I knew why. But I waited in that gilded cage for years. To this day I'm not quite sure why. Was I punishing myself for not acting when my sister was still alive, when I could have saved her? Was it some twisted belief that I deserved the finery and subservience of my former tormentors? I've chosen to believe it was simply choice paralysis. I'd never had to choose anything for myself before when it was so easy to follow in my sister's wake. But this was something I had to decide on my own; the first of many decisions I've made since. It was late summer, twilight, when I finally decided that I was done waiting. The gold melted from my hide like ice thrown in the furnace, and I moved. I was weak, shaking under my own weight, but I walked away from that place as my captors were occupied with the results of my power. And I kept walking. I traveled, for years, taking many names, many faces, many identities, afraid of what might happen should I be myself, should I be honest about what I was. I chose to hide and to forget. But no longer. |
    
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» Ever On I cannot change what was done to me, nor what I did to myself. My eyes will always gleam unblinking, my tongue will always rest silent between my teeth. But I can choose what happens now. I can choose to live without regrets and to not let my past determine my future, to not let what others say and think of me to dictate who and how I am. This blessing, this curse, is mine. My life is finally what I choose it to be, and I will never allow anyone to take that from me, ever again. Finally, I can look in the mirror and feel pride in what I see. |
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» notes » ambidextrous, pretends to be right-handed » aroace » Tea Aficionado » smells like lemons and honey » name is a play on 'pyrrhic' |
 
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code by celebie #290544 | some asset moving around by me, but base code by celebie
Additional assets by Poisonedpaper
Initially won at auction from original owner for 19kg on 6/10/21, contributors to the winning bid shared custody until bought out by Adaejha on 8/18/23.
Initially named 'Nice', and later 'Fred'.
8/20/23: Applied Skydancer BC and Blaze
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6/10/2021
Obtained by MUNA
 First Stay in Shadow!
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6/17/2021
Held by EssayOfThoughts
 First Visit in Fire!
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8/1/2021
Obtained by MUNA
Second Stay in Shadow!
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8/18/2023
Acquired by Adaejha
Permanent Home
Fyrrhia
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