Blizzard

Blizzard stared at the Banescale in the frozen cave- a remarkably realistic ice carving, rearing like it was about to attack. The cavern was filled with them- strange statues of the Ancients, their faces twisted in sick contortions of rage and fear. Where are the rest of the Windborn? They should be here by now. Blizzard had been sent along with two other dragons- that jokester, Quicksand, and her loyal friend, Seafoam. Somewhere behind her, there was a clinking, shattering sound- icicles falling from high above. She shivered, despite the evidence of summer approaching- the sound of dripping water from snowmelt, the falling icicles. But something told her that it wasn’t the cold- she was being watched. Another shattering sound- but this time, she realized they weren’t from icicles.

And those weren’t carvings.

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Lore outline
- Was part of a clan called the Windborn, a congregation of wind dragons with a few other elements mixed in
- Was sent on a mission to investigate a shade-infested cave of banescale alongs with 2 clanmates- but when they returned, their whole clan disappeared
- IDEA: she somehow absorbed the shade and, for some reason, instead of dying she can now manipulate it in the form of the shadowstrike
- Founded a new battle-oriented clan to fight stuff
- idk
- Has a sense of humor, UNLIKE OTHERS I´M LOOKING AT YOU NAREEN - Blizzard
- Friendly, unless you're fighting her.

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Thanks to littleradish128 for the Eliminate!

Blizzard: "I SWEAR ON THE WINDSINGER, IF YOU DODGE MY ELIMINATE ONE MORE TIME... "
-_-
Dodged Eliminate count:
At least 500. WHY.

(I stopped counting)

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