Libis

Holder of old lore, scroll down if you're interested in reading it!

















This dragon, once called Libis, originally belonged to Shihana, id lair 1273. If you ever lose your interest in him, before selling or exalting, don't hesitate to send a message.
This dragon belonged to Holi afterwards and they may also be interested in buying him.

Don't let this boy be exalted!

Holding Lore~

"What if you fall? But oh my darling, what if you fly?"

"Kelren"
Kel-ren
Mate-none

Charlatan, independent, and stubborn.


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At what point is alone,
so much more than that?
When you finally break off
only to collapse?

Kelren is very independent. Why? She was, and still is afraid of trusting or becoming too close to someone. Here father and mother lived happily together, but she was a daddy's girl. It was plain for anyone to see. One day her father left them, and he never came back. To this day she doesn't know why he left. Still, loving someone, becoming close to someone scares her. As soon as someone becomes close to her she detaches herself from them, though they may mean a lot to her.

Because of her independent tendencies Kelren often comes off as brisk and independent, a hardworker with no time to talk to anyone else. This isn't true though, she busies herself with other habits and work even though she doesn't really enjoy it. Because of Kelren's mild social and self-destructive tendencies she isn't the happiest, or the most carefree, she did used to be very joyous but only before her father left.

Kelren hopes one day she'll be able to get over her fears, because in reality though she comes off as strong-willed, she is no more than an average coward scared to face the real world.

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"Midrin"
Mid-rin

Articulate, graceful, and stable.
Mate- none

Life is like a dance,
some can do it well,
enchanting all their viewers
with their splendid little spell.

Life is like a painting,
what misery what joy,
but the canvas is only painted
a mere child's play toy.

Life is like a song,
ringing gently through your ears
you enjoy it with your friends,
with your teachers and your peers.

Life is like a dance,
beauty you won't forget,
till you dance your way to death
fading with the bright sunset.


Midrin is a skydancer that comes from deep within the shadow clan. She always knew she wanted something beyond the darkness in her old home, but never knew where to look for it. Eventually she encountered Typhoon, and was drawn to the water looking for something new and exciting. She was very surprised by what she found, and as new things await her every day, she has no plans of going back.

Midrin was always considered very precise and careful, carving small china dragons to give to the hatchlings in her old clan. She painted, danced, sung, and had a deep passion for the arts. Slowly the fondness began to grow, it was no longer a hobby for her, but a way of life. The thing that likely kept her down in the reef, beyond the water's surface, was the beautiful coral, the never ending song, the schools of fish bustling with life. She loved the prosperity and doubt that surrounded the exotic idea of an underwater Atlantis, as she could reflect her art upon it.

Midrin has not stopped her artwork because she now lives underwater, but instead finds ways to practice it more than she ever has. The clan is always decorated in her paintings and doodles, and during celebrations she coordinates the placement of decor as well as the overall aesthetic appeal. She walks and acts with incredible grace, but has a childish and wonderful love of 'pretty' things. She loves to coo over the hatchlings, and always finds nice things to say about everyone. Now that she's expanded her horizons beyond the shadow's domain she can live in an area painted as bright as the colors of her soul, it's certainly made her happier. Plus, she likes to believe the dragons here are more appreciative of her fragile clay structures.

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"You're making friends with the fireflies, I can't say that, that comes as a surprise."

Renke
"Rank"

Hesitant, gentle, and quiet.
Mate- none

You know one such as you
cannot love anything of light,
You were not built to dream
Of something beyond the bleak night.

Renke was raised in the cold clutches of ice. From birth he was a gentle dragon, the runt of the litter definitely, but gentle all the less. He has a fondness for anything living, and had a very sweet composure for a child of such a young age. His siblings, however, taunted him. Calling him foul names, and calling him mean or rude. It wasn't true, obviously, but the words stung and being a gullible child, younger than his other family, he took them to be true. After all, why would his siblings lie to him?

Eventually he grew to understand they were the cruel ones, but whenever he tried to speak up and defend himself he was guilt-tripped. In public he couldn't deny what his siblings had to say for fear of being ridiculed. As he became older the fear of being mocked affected his speech, he now speaks quietly, almost afraid to be heard, and slowly, as if double-checking every word. He has no need to do such a thing now, but old habits die hard and he often finds himself biting back things he think might make someone think lesser than them, even if it's something as simple as an ordinary opinion.

Because Renke lacked companionship as a child, he found himself yearning to be loved still as an adult. Alas, his nature forced him to be unable to speak his feelings, and he was never able to voice affections. Renke still searches for someone he can grow old with, but he finds it hard to communicate what he really feels. To speak the truth he has to choke on his words, and his nose is as long as the list of lies he has spoken. Sometimes it's better to lie to make someone be happy, but because he is so concerned about what others think of him he is never unable to put his own happiness first. It's sad to watch everyone else around you frolick in your kindness when you yourself are consumed by worry.

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"Jinsae"
Jin-say

Composed, regal, and affectionate.

Mate-Alluri

Why reach to meet the stars
When you can learn to love the day?
For it contains the ones that love you
Every single way.

Why dream of things beyond you
if so much exists right here,
The people that care for you
are the ones that draw you near.

Jinsae didn't come here willingly, well at least that's what he likes to say when he's joking around with the other inhabitants of this grand coral city. It's true though, Jinsae did not come for the reason that most do. Though many pairs exist within this underwater paradise, most were established after said dragon had already become a part of this symbiotic system. Instead, Jinsae met the love of his life with two feet planted firmly on land and a head in the clouds.

Jinsae's lovely mate, Alluri was traveling far from her home to a more obscured and mysterious place where she could conduct her studies and research far from other scientist's prying eyes. Unexpectedly, someone did have eyes for her. But not in the way she assumed.

From that point on, Jinsae was set on using his charismatic personality to snag her heart, he followed her everywhere, like a lost dog. Helping whenever he could, showing her the way from here to there and becoming closer and closer to her. Eventually, Alluri had to leave, she waved goodbye to him, thanking him for the help and the heart to be a good friend to her. Jinsae was heartbroken but found ways to cope as time progressed.

Eventually, Jinsae caught news that a band of Arcanist's scholars would be traveling into the blue depths to find a long lost civilization. Jinsae immediately followed, remembering the good times they had shared and wondering how long ago it had been since he was truly happy. He knew he had to try and see her again, even if she didn't think of him in the same way.

By some sort of miracle, after days of searching Jinsae found her. There had been a reck of some sort and she was floating around aimlessly, her eyes were sparkling with discovery, she had seen the city. She was about to tell him all about it when she realized that she had been blind to their love, and recognized that he must deeply care about her to come all this way. Something was different just then, and she recognized that they had more than just a friendship, they traveled back to the Atlantis, Alluri knowing that what they had found was better left on its own a mystery, than with others but discovered. Overtime their love blossomed and now Jinsae is a doting husband, with happiness everlasting.

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"Lucina"
Lu-see-na

Meticulous, carefree, calm

Pick me up from in the shade,
Oh sweet dark I love you not,
Cure my fever, you feel brave?
It's not just you, it's getting hot.

What bewitching now it takes
to drive a minstrel from his lot.
Snapped a neck for it's his trade,
Oh what misery "He hath brought,"

Stare now deep into my eyes
I'll read your soul, that's what it takes
Keep the children all at home,
Or the lot will meet their fate.

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"Mildae"
Mill-day

Sweet, generous, genial

Mated to Merill

A lovely sight, I think it is
A celebration would be just.
I think a cup of tea'll be great,
Or some coffee, if you must.

It's dark outside, but do not fret,
There are no monsters here.
The air grows cold, your eyes are wet,
It is I whom draw you near.

If you hear the darkness ringing
Oh, the way it screams, I know,
It is safe, if you're to stay here.
But I do implore you go.

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"Loria"
Lore-ee-ah

Shy, listless, quiet.

Look the sky! It shines so bright,
I love it, when I see it wink.
And it's tears they flow so freely,
Running down the kitchen sink.

If you see an oyster in the ocean,
It is just the sky's reflection,
Make no sound, nor any motion.
Or the pearl will never beckon.

What a shame, I know it is,
I will not return to light!
For I scream, my mind does bend.
Yet I cannot make it right.

If you listen, very quite,
You can hear the fated breeze,
Baited breath, whistling words,
As it sings throughout the leaves.

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There's something about pretending
That makes your life feel oh so real,
Though you know the dreams you're living
Aren't the ones that still are real.

There's a comfort in the darkness,
Makes you feel less obsolete
When you balance on the tightrope
That's not really on your feet.

Do you see it? Written on her face,
It's a smile that isn't true
A reminder of the things
That people do to make it through.
But it feels as real as reality

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FAMILIAR- Bogus manamonger
She's had this poor thing from birth and coddles it like it's an infant, it probably doesn't always enjoy all the attention it receives but then again, it doesn't object.

PERSONALITY- Not quite as childish as she seems, Threve is a cautious but oddly friendly dragon who enjoys chatting with others and also enjoys many competitive activities. She has a very poor sense of sportsmanship unless around friends and can easily turn something back around at someone, she's an expert at guilt tripping but generally does her best to refrain from doing this with anything important unless she has too. She values cunning and clever in all situations and does her best to get along with others unless she heavily dislikes them.

BIOGRAPHY- Threve has had an upsetting childhood, it seems to have affected her quite a bit. Threve was raised in a small but busy city, as an only child she often grew lonely and sad, feeling neglected and forgotten. Because of this feeling of sadness she would often fly around as this distracted her and she still finds comfort in it today. Eventually her parents decided to get her a companion and from thus forth she always took care of her bogus manamonger, sure, it was only a fake but she still cared for it.

OTHER- For some odd reason, perhaps an unfortunate effect of her lonely childhood, she always smiles even when sad. Her mother used to tell her that it was a little odd and tried to convince her to tone it down a bit, but sadly it did absolutely nothing. Her characteristic grin is a bit discomforting, some would go as far to describe it as unnatural, but most of her friends said they got used to it over time and that it did absolutely nothing to affect her overall demeanor.

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Merill is a sly dragon, an observer at heart he loves thinking about things in great length or detail. Sometimes he can jump to conclusions much too fast but other times he takes an extraordinary long time to come up with anything. He often ignores what others have to say and focuses on his own opinions but if he feels something said is noteworthy he'll listen. He loves debating and arguing with others but can get too far into it without knowing and may come off as hard headed or stubborn. If he's confused he'll most likely make no remark, but may also reply with empty words.

Merrill is a dependable and loyal dragons, he either takes things very poorly or exceptionally well, he enjoys talking to others and does his best to not tick anyone off to much, though he's done a poor job at it before. He isn't the best at comforting others but may find himself in a situation where he feels like it's the good thing to do.

Having a firm belief of pushing through tough times, he tries to keep his chin up and remain mainly emotionless, though like any dragon happiness can shine through, as well as occasional sarcasm. Sometimes he cracks under pressure, and needless to say he has cried before, but only for big losses and great hardship. Often if worried he cannot sleep well at night, consumed by his thoughts. Typhoon, being like a father to him tries to console him, and they share a bond that Typhoon has not had with any but his old mate.

Backstory- Merill's father was a tough man, but also a jokester. He told stories of wolves and beasts, roaming around in villages, polluted by curses, he heard these stories very often, as his father raised him more than his mother did. She was exalted when he was only a child. He grew up with his father being the only family he ever knew, one day, he can't remember when, it was too long ago, his father decided it was time for him to move on and join a lair where he could enjoy an adult life. Saying that their small village would soon be much too dangerous for him to inhabit. Heeding his father's words Merill traveled around, and eventually met Typhoon, intrigued by him and his character he decided to join Typhoon on his way back to the clan he came from, though it's an awfully wet place he appreciates the sunny beach and the friendship and willingness to understand that manifests itself in the clan that he has made himself a permanent member of.

It is said he traveled from a land plagued by wolves and chaos, though eventually it was ridden of these monsters. Perhaps they are just stories, but he claims that he once loved a beautiful imperial that turned out to be a wereperson, she was killed eventually, the nightmares of blood and gore still haunt him in his dreams.

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