SpringtimeStorm
(#86276386)
Level 1 Imperial
Familiar
Cursed Bat
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Male Imperial
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
20.99 m
Wingspan
24.24 m
Weight
6588.43 kg
Genetics
Peacock
Flaunt
Flaunt
Peacock
Flair
Flair
Swamp
Sparkle
Sparkle
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Imperial
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Lineage
Biography
Uh-oh, looks like this retired herd dragon wandered a little too far from his home lair, and now he's off to see the world! If ever you feel the need to exalt, he'd really appreciate it if you could just return him to the home lair, or to the 'Dragons Off To See The World' thread, here. This is not necessary, but he would be very grateful!
Owners I've Had:
Zikul - 12962
MerlinEmrys - 61556
HailForTheStorm - 673922
Zikul - 12962
Conservatory - 619033
Herd Wind Lineage (2nd life)
Zephyrius-> HoverWave-> Aonani-> Branth-> Gust-> Flurry-> Gale-> Levant-> Antria-> Iala ->Ireneus ->Creighton -> Krish ->->MorningDew-> EveningFern->This Dragon
SpringtimeStorm was swept off of his feet by Glade the moment she approached him. His clan had been migrating from plague to arcane, and she'd joined them, wondering where they were off to. It wasn't long before he decided that once she was ready to move on, he'd move with her.
Days passed, and the Starfall Isles began to feel as comfortable and familiar as the Scarred Wasteland had once been. But soon, the tedium of sedentary life began to take its toll on the nomadic SpringtimeStorm. Before he met Glade, he would have gladly remained in service to his clan, plodding through the days until it was time to lift up their roots once more, but now, he had a mate to follow. Perhaps even a new clan to found, should he be so fortunate.
So he and Glade bade his former clan farewell and took to the skies together. They danced and chased each other around the Pillar of the World, soaring over the Behemoth, until they finally took respite in a sleepy corner of the Worldedge Wetlands.
They explored the fertile undergrowth of the mangroves, scoured the verdant shoals, until they came across a gathering of strange, mismatched dragons.
Cautiously, the pair approached the spectacle.
They were quickly stopped in a small dell, where they found themselves surrounded by four strange, snake-like dragons [1], [2], [3], [4]. They circled them, curiously. Almost suspicious. They asked questions, where they came from, what they were doing here.
The strange dragons closed in, cornering the pair. SpringtimeStorm found himself guarded behind Glade's bright, shimmering wing, protected from whatever these creatures wanted from them.
Suddenly, just as he curled protectively into himself, bracing for an attack, he heard laughter. Daring to open an eye, he saw the spined dragon collapse in a fit of undignified giggles. The other three shortly followed, leaving himself and Glade standing bemused beneath a grand ash tree.
The ethereal blue dragon recovered first, apologising for their japery and introducing himself as Ithil, his brother, Bug, and their companions, Martin and Ulyssa.
They told the pair many travellers seem to find their clan, but they were the first these four had met first hand. They offered food and accommodation for their troubles, leading them into a patchwork lair, filled with a vibrant tapestry of dragons. From dark-eyed Spirals to bushy-tailed Coatls, earnest Fae and guileless Snappers, dragons from every corner of the world seemed to exist in chaos and harmony here.
SpringtimeStorm and Glade found themselves welcomed warmly, plied with delicious, fresh food, and incredible stories. They even managed to bump tails with another traveller by the name of Asiri, who was visiting his hatchlings while searching for answers to some sort of prophecy.
They found a warm nest to share and hunkered down for the night, taking a well-deserved rest before continuing their journey.
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Entering The Docks of The Stilted Spires the pairing found all sorts of dragons, all coexisting like their previous place, though the air here was different, and not just from the ocean all around them. Dragons in all sizes were in and out of the place, rarely did the two see the same dragon twice, until they found The Outskirts, where they met a strange pearlcatcher named TideShudder.
Many tried to convince Glade to change her name and for the two to settle down, but they always politely refused, TideShudder was the first to treat them normally, the first to take them in and not have obvious ulterior motives.
Everything was good. Too good. It all started when TideShudder brought them to meet the 'Family', who were strange but welcoming, then they were taught how to use basic magic, even helping them discover their strengths and weaknesses! Then there was the meetings, under the cover of night they'd go, to where? The two couldn't quite tell, as Tide would lead them through the pitch black darkness.
Hushed voices would greet them, they'd speak in odd tones to the newcomers, friendly contact luring them in, speaking of peace and no more struggle, someone, someone new would save them.
Glade woke up one day in a cold sweat when she finally realized what was going on, this was no 'magic club' or 'Family', this was a cult. That night, the pair didn't follow TideShudder, instead they flew away, not using the Airships so they couldn't be tracked, as they flew until they were too tired to fly anymore.[/center]
(Continued from Glade’s bio)
Owners I've Had:
Zikul - 12962 MerlinEmrys - 61556 HailForTheStorm - 673922 Zikul - 12962 Conservatory - 619033Herd Wind Lineage (2nd life)
Zephyrius-> HoverWave-> Aonani-> Branth-> Gust-> Flurry-> Gale-> Levant-> Antria-> Iala ->Ireneus ->Creighton -> Krish ->->MorningDew-> EveningFern->This Dragon
Zikul - 12962
SpringtimeStorm was swept off of his feet by Glade the moment she approached him. His clan had been migrating from plague to arcane, and she'd joined them, wondering where they were off to. It wasn't long before he decided that once she was ready to move on, he'd move with her.
MerlinEmrys - 61556
Days passed, and the Starfall Isles began to feel as comfortable and familiar as the Scarred Wasteland had once been. But soon, the tedium of sedentary life began to take its toll on the nomadic SpringtimeStorm. Before he met Glade, he would have gladly remained in service to his clan, plodding through the days until it was time to lift up their roots once more, but now, he had a mate to follow. Perhaps even a new clan to found, should he be so fortunate.
So he and Glade bade his former clan farewell and took to the skies together. They danced and chased each other around the Pillar of the World, soaring over the Behemoth, until they finally took respite in a sleepy corner of the Worldedge Wetlands.
They explored the fertile undergrowth of the mangroves, scoured the verdant shoals, until they came across a gathering of strange, mismatched dragons.
Cautiously, the pair approached the spectacle.
They were quickly stopped in a small dell, where they found themselves surrounded by four strange, snake-like dragons [1], [2], [3], [4]. They circled them, curiously. Almost suspicious. They asked questions, where they came from, what they were doing here.
The strange dragons closed in, cornering the pair. SpringtimeStorm found himself guarded behind Glade's bright, shimmering wing, protected from whatever these creatures wanted from them.
Suddenly, just as he curled protectively into himself, bracing for an attack, he heard laughter. Daring to open an eye, he saw the spined dragon collapse in a fit of undignified giggles. The other three shortly followed, leaving himself and Glade standing bemused beneath a grand ash tree.
The ethereal blue dragon recovered first, apologising for their japery and introducing himself as Ithil, his brother, Bug, and their companions, Martin and Ulyssa.
They told the pair many travellers seem to find their clan, but they were the first these four had met first hand. They offered food and accommodation for their troubles, leading them into a patchwork lair, filled with a vibrant tapestry of dragons. From dark-eyed Spirals to bushy-tailed Coatls, earnest Fae and guileless Snappers, dragons from every corner of the world seemed to exist in chaos and harmony here.
SpringtimeStorm and Glade found themselves welcomed warmly, plied with delicious, fresh food, and incredible stories. They even managed to bump tails with another traveller by the name of Asiri, who was visiting his hatchlings while searching for answers to some sort of prophecy.
They found a warm nest to share and hunkered down for the night, taking a well-deserved rest before continuing their journey.
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HailForTheStorm - 673922
Entering The Docks of The Stilted Spires the pairing found all sorts of dragons, all coexisting like their previous place, though the air here was different, and not just from the ocean all around them. Dragons in all sizes were in and out of the place, rarely did the two see the same dragon twice, until they found The Outskirts, where they met a strange pearlcatcher named TideShudder.
Many tried to convince Glade to change her name and for the two to settle down, but they always politely refused, TideShudder was the first to treat them normally, the first to take them in and not have obvious ulterior motives.
Everything was good. Too good. It all started when TideShudder brought them to meet the 'Family', who were strange but welcoming, then they were taught how to use basic magic, even helping them discover their strengths and weaknesses! Then there was the meetings, under the cover of night they'd go, to where? The two couldn't quite tell, as Tide would lead them through the pitch black darkness.
Hushed voices would greet them, they'd speak in odd tones to the newcomers, friendly contact luring them in, speaking of peace and no more struggle, someone, someone new would save them.
Glade woke up one day in a cold sweat when she finally realized what was going on, this was no 'magic club' or 'Family', this was a cult. That night, the pair didn't follow TideShudder, instead they flew away, not using the Airships so they couldn't be tracked, as they flew until they were too tired to fly anymore.[/center]
Conservatory - 619033
(Continued from Glade’s bio)
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