After she was healed by the small group that pulled her from the river, Mithril knew she couldn't go back the the Ashfall waste. The shame she would bring to her family, both by joining in a ritual that she had not been selected for, and by failing to return. She knew that it would be better for everyone if she let them all assume she had perished in the flames.
The only things Mithril kept from what she considers her past, is the color of her eyes, and the leeches she painstakingly tends to in a large glass bottle. The same leeches that saved her life when she jumped into the river.
Much to the displeasure of the growing clan, Mithril insists that leeches are a cure for almost any ailment.

Living Stones

Plant

Nature has produced a plant that looks exactly like a rock. Unfortunately it also looks a little bit like a butt.

40

4

Wetland Vampire

Seafood

This particular variety of leech is very tough to kill, unless of course you swallow it whole.

15

2

Bogsneak Puppet

Familiar

A magicked Bogsneak doll that grows an elongated snout in the presence of liars and tricksters.

1500

Leech

Seafood

Finding leeches isn't hard, it's just a matter of plucking them off after swimming in any river or pond.

15

2

Cliff Lion

Plant

Saying you're hunting Cliff Lions sounds much more exciting than it really is.

20

2

Leech

Seafood

Finding leeches isn't hard, it's just a matter of plucking them off after swimming in any river or pond.

15

2

Strength ██████████ Magic ██████████ Defense ██████████ Intelligence ██████████ "I was so sure that I could outrun the flames. So sure that I could be like the other flame dragons. Now I know that I am not like the other flame dragons. Nor am I like the water dragons I associated with in my youth. Even now, I am not like the Nature dragons here in my jungle home. I was never meant to be like the other dragons. I was born with soft scales, sharp teeth, and a thirst for blood. I am the Queen of the Leeches!" Squirrel Skull Organics It looks like it's mocking you. 15 Wetland Vampire Seafood This particular variety of leech is very tough to kill, unless of course you swallow it whole. 15 2 Cracked Blackened Ribcage Organics The mostly-intact ribcage of a large rodent. Its dark coloring indicates that the animal may have been very physically active. 55 Leech Seafood Finding leeches isn't hard, it's just a matter of plucking them off after swimming in any river or pond. 15 2

Bone Fragments Organics These are evidence of either unnecessary roughness or extreme carelessness. 15 Leech Seafood Finding leeches isn't hard, it's just a matter of plucking them off after swimming in any river or pond. 15 2

Charisma ██████████ Squib Favor ██████████ Anger ██████████ Connection to - Nature ██████████ As much as Mithril talks about her similarities to leeches, and proclaimed herself as their queen, her only real attribute on common with them is a soft, and slightly slimy body. Her sharp teeth have dulled with age, and her so called "thirst for blood" has never existed. It has always been a thirst to prove herself.

With many of the major skirmishes between the flights left in the past, new systems of teamwork between the flights arose. One of these systems involves four flights. This system which is called "rebirth" by those involved, is carried out by dragons of the fire, wind, water, and nature flights. Near the end of summer, fire dragons travel over Sornieth towards the Veridian Labyrinth, and upon arrival, they begin to set fire to the jungle. Dead and weak plants are set ablaze, filling the jungle with thick choking smoke. Due to the danger imposed by both the smoke and the jungle itself, only the the fastest dragons were tasked with rebirth. Mithril was not one of these dragons. A rare genetic defect cause Mithril's scales to lack the fire resistance that is neseccary to live in the ashfall waste. After continuously suffering burns, even after her newborn scales should have hardened, it was clear to her family that if she was to survive she would have to lie outside of fire. Yet they were unwilling to give up their allegiance to the Flamecaller. They took Mithril to the edge of fire's territory, near the border of water and wind. Where the cold gusts of the plateu quickly cooled the lava and created mineral rich, cold pols of water. The cooling pools soothed her burns, and allowed her to live with her family without suffering.
When it was time for rebirth to happen again, those at the borders of the three territories were buzzing with excitement. Many dragons from that region had been selected, and the air was heavy with planning and excitement. Mithril heard how they would go deep into the jungle and burn the dead growth, then after the winter was over, wind dragons would fly over the canopies stirring the dormant seeds, and finally when the water dragons were at their strongest, during the Saturnalia, they would bring rain to kickstart booming new growth, just in time for the Greenskeeper Gathering. she so desperately wanted to be apart of it all. Mithril was tired of being coddled because of her weakness. She wanted to prove that she was strong enough, that she was fast enough to outrun the flames. Just before the group left to begin rebirth, Mithril snuck into the pack (which consisted mainly of Wildclaws and Mirrors) and began the journey to Nature. It was a long trek, through the shifting expanse and the sunbeam ruins, many dragons abandoned their original quest and joined clans along the way. There were times when it was very tempting for mithril to jon the clans. Especially in the ruins. She fit right in with them, and many of them knew exactly how to help maintain her scales' health. She became particularly attatched to an older dragon who prefered natural remedies to potions and magics used by other medics. He taught her many recipies to heal herself and others. He even showed her the many uses of a creature she had never seen before. A slimy worm with teeth called a "leech".
Despite her desire to stay, she moved on with the pack. Upon reaching the beech of the labyrinth, the began to burn the jungle. Mithril was careful with her flames, only blowing small flames so she didn't hurt herself. As they wound deeper into the jungle, their fire began to take better hold on the dry plants. The other dragons seemed almost reckless with their flames. Some mirrors breathing jets of flame three times their length, and many of the wildclaws leaving blazing trails in their wake. Mithril was only still for a few seconds, but in that time, the pack had moved on, and the flames were surrounding her. They came closer and closer, climbing trees and eating the undergrowth. Soon their was no place to stand that was not on fire. Mithril tried to run, but the heat quickly over took her, and scorched her skin. She kept running until at last she found somewhere safe. it was a small sting of slowmoving rivers. She leapt in, leaving the flames behind her, but these pools were not like the ones in her home. They did not provide healing minerals, but rather filled her wounds with silt. many of her scales were burned away entirely, leaving a cracked pattern all over her body. Not long after her burns had cooled, she felt them. Leeches. Leeches all over her, inside her wounds, swimming around her in the water. She let the streams take her wherever they flowed, until two days later, she washed up on a small bank where a seemingly ageless, green and silver guardian found her, and a young red eyed imperial dragged her out of the water.




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