Mirie

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The self-appointed clan-leader and Attendant of Brightsea, among other jobs. Her small size doesn't lend well to physical problems, so those are left to Corazon, the second clan-leader.

Mirie excels in things magical and mental, and prefers to spend her time alone, working on her many projects. She goes with the flow of things, but can be impulsive or stubborn, and has a hard time connecting with others or with differing views.


She believes in exploring the boundaries of magic and science - mainly through things deemed "wrong" or "forbidden." She likes to weave through abandoned areas, documenting magical runes and picking up tomes of knowledge.

This led her to the Shackled Book of Mysteries. Its words, imbued with magical energy long ago, had a life of their own. They wanted to be free. The book, with its rusty chain, clasped onto Mirie and refused to leave her. As she adjusted over time, it absorbed more and more energy from her clan, eventually allowing it to spring out as her familiar.

All of Mirie's children were made through artificial eggs, using magic, technology and stem cells.

Brass Steampunk Goggles

Apparel

Tinted goggles of polished brass. They're perfect for shielding a dragon's eyes from soot, smoke, or water. That is, until they get steamed up. The color is purely cosmetic.

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She sometimes wears these when adventuring or experimenting. Eye protection is important, after all!

Nocturne Puppet

Trinkets

A hand-crafted Nocturne marionette. This one has a strangely-long snout and looks as though it's been through a lot.

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Giant Lilypad

Trinkets

Also known to fae dragons as 'boat'.

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Boat!

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The move from the Highland Scrub to Wiretangle Walk was a long and ever-changing journey, even with all the planning and treasure they saved up. Whether it be on claw, by air, or by carriage, every stage was something new for the clan. They all looked the same, but truly, no rest stop was the same for the group - Mirie could feel something new blossoming within its members. The beauty of change, she thought.

Mirie sighed in relief at the sight of their destination - a city of tangled and braided wires, lined with charged machinery like an outer wall.

"There! That's it!"

The clan's pace increased accordingly to her excitement. They marveled at the machine-work - the golden arches and spires venturing through the land; the sheer activity here. This was nothing like the quiet desert they used to know.

"Wiretangle Walk," she announced. After catching her breath, she continued, "And we're almost there!"

She can hear everyone chattering, speculating, walking in unison. For a moment, she looked back - even Lochlen was excitedly rambling to Smoke. As she faced the new world ahead, a warm smile grew across her face.

Oh, how lively her home is becoming.

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lore possibilities (each one a separate idea):
-ALT TIMELINES. i love mirie so much i need more of her
--time traveler who somehow messed up massively. killed brightsea, some other big failure, clan fell apart by her rule, lochlens old clan felt vengeful towards everybody, etc
---red and gold color scheme(?). same goggles <3 and gear from the others

sorry to my old self lmao but this does have cora's bracelets :)
-relationship with brightsea is misguided by her own views
--brightsea cant express their opinion properly for one reason or another. obligation towards mirie and her clan, their quiet demeanor, maybe they have and mirie just doesnt understand/refuses to see their point.