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Racerback

(#85710719)

she/her/hers | leading herbalist | canopy plaza

callie

Poppy of Flameforger

Energy: 0/50

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Measurements

Length

1.64 m

Wingspan

1.2 m

Weight

2.32 kg

Genetics

Dirt
Pinstripe

Marigold
Clouded

Gold
Underbelly

Hatchday

Apr 22, 2023
(1 year)

Breed

Adult
Fae

Eye Type

Fire
Uncommon

Level 1 Fae

EXP: 0 / 245

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Biography

racerback, the serpent to the flames

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BASIC

pronouns
she/her/hers
species
draconian ; fae
alignment
lawful neutral

INDEPTH

lore
the serpent to the flames, racerback of the fae.
racerback is a notably large fae with a pattern resembling that of a bushviper species originating from flameforgers festival. her eyes are warm with soft fires like glowing embers--though they can shift into a threatening blaze. her body is quite thinned out, making her seem malnourished constantly. her insides and blood are a golden-like coloration, which, seeps like melted down treasure.
racerback originates from the bright lands of the ashfall waste, domain of the flamecaller. born into a freshly victorious clan, she had been a recognition of winning--alongside her two brothers. she was cherished, loved and affectionately praised by her clan. her uprising was as sheltered but free, giving her time to find herself. due to her being raised in a mainly male dominated clan, she grew into the "boyish" behavioral lifestyle. she was a reckless, hard-partying hotshot who always was ready to brawl to the death or till someone passes out, that worked too. despite her tiny size, she was a rabid fighter, pouncing and holding onto the blindspots of dragons with her unusually sharp teeth. her small size was barely a setback, as, it made her winding around claws and dancing around dragons till theyre out of commission. though, heartbreak struck.

the falter incident.
racerback, age 15 mentally.
tw gore

it was all a normal day within the clan. i awoke in a thick pile of dragons, my brothers snuggled against me as we always did. i slithered out of the cluster, spreading my small wings and bouncing to the hanging perch my mother, a guardian, had installed for me. it was high off the ground and it made me feel like i was soaring. i always enjoyed playing games on it, hanging like a bat from it while being the referee as my brothers, both guardians, brawled below me. i snicker at those times. they were favorable memories.
i stood up quickly from the perch, wagging my tail back and force before jumping, catching a shelf's frame with the prehensile tip. i wring myself around and up again, digging my claws underneath the wood and climbing the shelf bottom like a spider. my tail snags the second frame, i releasing my grip and spreading my wings wide to glide down and outside our lair. i was suddenly hit by a burst of heat, considerably powerful compared to the humid lair--though i couldn't mind, it was home.
i had lost a bet earlier that day. i had to go to cinderslag and sell a few heavy weapons for my mother, which, i didn't necessarily mind. i wanted to go out and grab a few smolderpetals, they were my favorite flower and the garden inside one of the lair chambers just didn't have enough! at least, to my standards they didn't. i was the lair's apprentice gardener, mentored by vipereyes, an unusual imperial with constantly slit eyes. she said i had a knack for it, a destiny to garden. i honestly don't mind, it's not a bad destiny!
i began my trip to cinderslag, making it in 27 minutes. i counted using that silly four syllable method that goes like one dragon pillar, two dragon pillar, you get the jist. i had arrived and met up with our stationed shopkeeper, great auntie hornpillar. she was from the nature flight, arriving with her sister grandma catercroak. she was also the mother of one of my cousins, slang. anyway. i handle the weapons well, and, prop them up to the stand before kissing great auntie on the forehead and prancing off to buy those smolderpetal. i knew the best stand for them by heart and traveled the markets like a pigeon with homing instincts!
i finally arrive to the stand, buying the smolderpetals before making my way back. suddenly, it happened--
i was whirred into a massive fight through an alley, and, caught in the storm of it was badly injured. my leg was mangled, a wing shredded up and one of my eyes was caught by a talon and ripped from my skull. that's all i remember before blacking out.
i awoke at home in a daze, awoken to only be struck by unfathomable pain. and, life was never the same from then on--i couldn't play fight, i was at bed rest 24/7, i couldn't visit vipereyes. i couldn't visit my own brothers, my own mother even. i hated it with all my guts and everything else that had been lost in that accident. i lost the flowers too, but, my brothers bought me some to hang up in my room. my mother had kept the order to keep me in my room till i fully healed, and, that if anyone visited me they'd have a stern talking too. she didn't want me to get sick while i was already injured--i understood where she was coming from, but, she handled it poorly. i've forgiven her as i've grown but i cant ever bring it up near my brothers, or, anyone for that matter. i moved to the sanctuary soon after hearing about it from some gossip in the lair, and, i've been able to recover and stabilize my condition. i can't fight anymore but at least i can garden! i visit my home clan annually though, i miss my brothers the most honestly.

notes
racerback is unable to fly without a prosthetic fan that attaches around her wing.
racerback's bonded familiar is a poppy of flameforger she calls "callie" .
racerback is the one who tends to every garden in the treetops and below them too! she regularly visits waterfall passage to care for the local plants.
she still regularly reminisces about her brothers and is known to send letters daily. she visits her homeclan annually and many speculate just to see her brothers.

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sanctuary status

location within the treetops
the canopy plaza

identity within the treetops
respected resident
leading gardener and foraging organizer

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