Hope

Hope is the youngest hatchling of the first brood of Zarazne and Aleros. She has the charisma and curiosity of her father and the strength and daring of her mother, which combine into an insatiable thirst for adventure and exploration that cannot be contained. She has been raised in the traditions of Zarazne's clan and their long history of Guardianship of the Earthshaker's realm, but because she is not a Guardian, she is not allowed to participate in The Search which is the rite of passage of the Guardians.

Hope can feel her mother's disappointment that she did not turn out to be a Guardian, and is always going above and beyond to make an impression on her hard steeled warrior matriarch. Unfortunately, Hope's talents are not naturally predisposed to fighting and warfare, and she makes for a clumsy paladin at best. No matter how hard she seems to try, Hope seems to come up short of her mother's approval, or so it seems to her. Her other broodkin have gone on their own paths, one having been exalted early into the service of the Earthshaker much to the pride and joy of Zarazne, while their sister has departed from the Earthbound to follow their own destiny elsewhere in the land of the Lightweaver, leaving Hope alone to carry the hopes and wishes of the Earthbound Guardian Epoch, except for her cousins, such as Aquarynne.

Hope never lets the disappointment of her mother or the despair of her shortcomings stop her from trying. She was presciently named by her father, who understands her better than most. When training with Zarazne becomes too frustrating, Hope finds solace in her father's company. Aleros often guides her away from impatience and gives her wisdom she only realizes afterwards. Instead of trying and failing in combat, Aleros has taught her the ways of meditation and anticipating her opponents moves. He knows that one day she will be a great battlemaster.

Hope's greatest wish is to travel to all the lands of Sornieth and learn every kind of combat she can to become one of the world's greatest fighters, trainers, and warriors.

Hope's voice chimes musically as her bright eyes appear in front of the admittance desk of the Coliseum. "Annnd, here you go."

"Oy, what's this, eh?"

"One application to join the Warrior's Way, uh duh! I'll fight loyally, and I've been trained from the egg and--"

A guffaw broke through her words as the Guardian of the Coliseum gates spewed hot breath over her that smelled of burnt meat. "AHA! Bloody hilarious! Yew wanna compete in the Warriors Way, eh? Yew look like yew were hatched yesterday! Smaller than a grubwurm! Well, tyke, yer a bit small. You was the runt o' the litter ain't ya? Come back when you've gained some height," he said, pushing her back into the bustling crowd by her snout.

Hope's nose wrinkled as she batted away his claw. "I am the daughter of Zarazne the Earthbound. I've had the training of the Guardians!"

"Sure, love, sure you have. 'Training of the Guardians,'" he mimicked her in high pitched crackling tones, swooning with one leathered claw over his eyes.

Hope grumbled deeply, turning with a flick of her tail and stomping back into the throngs of dragons buying tickets to watch the battles. "Just you wait. I'll show YOU."



In house, G1