Ismael
(#7655812)
Level 9 Pearlcatcher
Familiar
Blue Dragon Reef Snail
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Water.
Male Pearlcatcher
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
7.55 m
Wingspan
4.68 m
Weight
714.31 kg
Genetics
Caribbean
Cherub
Cherub
Teal
Peregrine
Peregrine
Teal
Crackle
Crackle
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 9 Pearlcatcher
EXP: 5838 / 21526
STR
21
AGI
21
DEF
17
QCK
17
INT
17
VIT
21
MND
17
Biography
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ISMAEL
SENTINEL // GUARDIAN ____________________________ desc. as "the literal guardian of their clan". + Keeps to himself + Gentle giant + Hums to soothe hatchlings |
The need to find a charge of their own is the single constant in the entire lineage of the Guardian dragons. From their first days on the planet, each Guardian has sought out a charge of their own- varying from small creatures that journeyed far from their native home territories, to other dragons species. Ismael's story is no different.
When he first became a yearling dragon, the Search sang strongly in his blood. One day, he merely left the clan he had been hatched in, and never came back. This, in part, was due to the short duration of time that he attempted to return to his clan...without a charge. Exiled shortly after, Ismael grew fearful of what would happen should he never find a charge of his own. Traversing deep into the water territories, Ismael stumbled upon the tribe's territories, and was approached by a fellow Guardian named Rydian. Though she had not endured the same circumstances that Ismael had, the older she-dragon invited him to join her tribe. Later, she even went so far as to accompany him on another Search- this time successful. Since then, he has become the self-made guardian of the tribe, keeping watch over its inhabitants with a watchful eye. first companion Greenroot Janustrap second companion Opheodrys Serthis _____
He is content, he thinks as he looks over the faintly lit waters beyond the craggy outcropping he has perched himself upon. While their home is not as...forgiving, perhaps, it is home nonetheless. The lord of the tides has taken them under his great wings, sheltering the tribe from the otherwise inhospitable environment they know only as senses.
Place. Belonging. Kin. Tribe. He thinks, briefly, of the events that had brought him to the tribe. Rydian had been the youngling clan-mother, barely out of her shell with the responsibilities of a queen thrust upon her. He had been only slightly older than she, exiled from his clan and with no place of his own, no name for himself. He has grown into the role of lazing elder, he thinks in amusement, rustling his brightly adorned wings. No youngling would dare cross him- not when he has been entrusted with the safety of the tribe. Or rather, he had been. Now it is more a title, an excuse to avoid the new younglings and enjoy the tranquility of the outside waters that surround their labyrinth of caverns and caves. It is a strange thing, growing older. Once, he had looked forward to this day, but now, into his middle-years and looking at how far the tribe has come since that stumbling little female had taken him in, despite their age and their differences, he only is filled with the sense of gentle nostalgia. Rydian. Matvei. Ismael. Haumiaroa. The names of those who had endured the seasons to see the home of the tribe. Those who had not, their lives pledged to other clans, gods, goddesses, or the life after life. Their bones laid to rest next to their ancestors deep within the waters of their territories, prayers offered to the lord of the tides that they would find peace in their next lives. It is a good life here, he thinks, resting his head upon his claws, eyes ever watchful. He will protect the tribe, as his kind are wont to do. For now, he will simply continue to be the silent guardian of the tribe. |
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