Iason
(#80067)
The Kitemaker
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Male Imperial
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
23.65 m
Wingspan
16.14 m
Weight
8304.37 kg
Genetics
Sunshine
Iridescent
Iridescent
Maize
Shimmer
Shimmer
Teal
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 9 Imperial
EXP: 8409 / 21526
STR
29
AGI
19
DEF
18
QCK
10
INT
16
VIT
19
MND
16
Biography
Iason is a shrewd, no-nonsense type of fellow who has absolutely no patience for the endeavors of others; it's in his nature to seek out solitude, and whenever his peace is disturbed, he usually flies into a fit of orneriness the likes of which are rarely ever seen. Found as a hatchling attempting to climb the cliff separating Plague from Wind territory, he has truly embraced his new Flight by becoming a builder of all manners of flying objects; he is well-known for his delicate kites that hug the clouds and almost never come down. For being such a bitter young fellow, he does have a soft side when it comes to beautiful kites.
Recently, Iason has been finding it hard to ignore the newest member of the clan - a solemn young wildclaw named Rue. Her gentle, yet persistent, presence is so calming that, though he'd much rather be on his own, he's started tolerating her constant shadowing with something akin to fondness. He can tell that she's been hurt before, and doesn't wish to startle her off just yet.
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Still, no matter how much he might have liked Rue, Iason was never supposed to fall in love with her. Previous arrangements for a permanent mate had already been decided upon before the shy Wildclaw made her way into his workshop, and despite his better judgement, he found himself slipping from his usual apathetic demeanor. One thing led to another, and soon he found himself the father of three illegitimate hatchlings. He wants nothing more than to spend his life with Rue and their young, but so far he has had to keep their parentage a secret; his heart aches for them, but to go against Lair doctrines is to put all of them in danger of being chased out.
Rue doesn't come by his workshop so much, anymore.
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For the first time in his life, Iason was lonely. Oh, perhaps he wasn't really alone, per se, having taken his daughter under his wing to teach her the family business, but a large part of him yearned so terribly for his Rue that his days were spent in abject hollowness. He tried his hardest to forget about her, wishing he could put aside his memories of their time spent together in an attempt to make right what he had done wrong. But the longer he thought about it, and I mean reeeaaally thought about it, the more he came to the conclusion that he had done nothing wrong. He had loved, and it was pure. He needed that love, and while he wasn't sure if it would be returned after all the hurt he had caused, he knew he had to give it a chance.
So, with his head held high and not a drop of shame to be found even in the very marrow of his bones, he went to Rue. Damn the Imperial Counsel and all it stood for; he wouldn't hide his feelings anymore.
Narcissism Score: 1
Recently, Iason has been finding it hard to ignore the newest member of the clan - a solemn young wildclaw named Rue. Her gentle, yet persistent, presence is so calming that, though he'd much rather be on his own, he's started tolerating her constant shadowing with something akin to fondness. He can tell that she's been hurt before, and doesn't wish to startle her off just yet.
~~~
Still, no matter how much he might have liked Rue, Iason was never supposed to fall in love with her. Previous arrangements for a permanent mate had already been decided upon before the shy Wildclaw made her way into his workshop, and despite his better judgement, he found himself slipping from his usual apathetic demeanor. One thing led to another, and soon he found himself the father of three illegitimate hatchlings. He wants nothing more than to spend his life with Rue and their young, but so far he has had to keep their parentage a secret; his heart aches for them, but to go against Lair doctrines is to put all of them in danger of being chased out.
Rue doesn't come by his workshop so much, anymore.
~~~
For the first time in his life, Iason was lonely. Oh, perhaps he wasn't really alone, per se, having taken his daughter under his wing to teach her the family business, but a large part of him yearned so terribly for his Rue that his days were spent in abject hollowness. He tried his hardest to forget about her, wishing he could put aside his memories of their time spent together in an attempt to make right what he had done wrong. But the longer he thought about it, and I mean reeeaaally thought about it, the more he came to the conclusion that he had done nothing wrong. He had loved, and it was pure. He needed that love, and while he wasn't sure if it would be returned after all the hurt he had caused, he knew he had to give it a chance.
So, with his head held high and not a drop of shame to be found even in the very marrow of his bones, he went to Rue. Damn the Imperial Counsel and all it stood for; he wouldn't hide his feelings anymore.
Narcissism Score: 1
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