Temper

"Where is she?! Where did she go?!"

The dragon tending the nest at the time shuffled the snow, dried wood, and stones around frantically. The hatchling had just been there!

She turned to call for help…

And there she was! How had she gotten past her..?


As time wore on, the hatchling displayed many unusual abilities. She could disappear for minutes, sometimes even hours, at a time. When learning to fly, she was able to change direction without a twitch of wings or tail once she understood the basics. Her wings, when used as a shield, stood up like a bronze shield.

Everyone who knew her abilities said she would be a great mage, just like her mother. Everyone who knew her knew otherwise.

The little dragon had no interest in magic or higher learning. Every class was a bore. Every class was easy to escape.

Except for one. The defensive fighting class, taught by a dancer-rogue. They had a keen eye and moved faster than the little dragon ever could. As a result, she was stuck taking this one.

Before too long, the challenge of trying to escape or resist the teacher in any way kept her invested in class. Likewise, the former fighter revelled in this new challenge. At first it wasn't much of a challenge, but the kid learned quickly.

This rivalry formed a strong bond between the two dragons. It was this teacher who gave her the name she took as her own, Temper. No one was sure if it referred to her firey spirit or her need to build up fortitude alongside flexibility. In addition to taking this name, Temper also followed in her mentor's footsteps and chose to be a rogue.

This is just the beginning of her path.

Temper is a temporal rifter.

Breed with Artemis to make programs flavoured as constructs? Assist in crafting, traps, distraction, and the such.