Sumire

Her parents appeared from the ether and abandoned a few eggs in the middle of the deserts of the Stormcaller. Not a clue as to why, who they really were, whether she and her siblings were actually dragons, nothing. Her egg had been separated long before any of them hatched. She only knew she was different because there was a lingering knowledge left in her mind, like instinct. The extra eyes didn't inspire thoughts of normalcy either.

She hatched after being picked up by an old dragon, older than almost any she had met since, an Imperial seemingly cursed with long life. They encouraged her to think nothing of her odd origins; she wasn't even the strangest thing the world had ever seen, far from it. They noticed in her, as they raised her, an admiration for design and clothing. Her eyes would sparkle, they said, all of them.

In search of a place to reside, she eventually answered a call to the Dugout, an archeological dig in the depths of the Snowsquall Tundra. Indeed, when she arrived, the dragons living there were dressed shabbily, haphazardly, or not at all. She got to work.

Techno

Gilded Rose Thorn Crown x Sakura Flowerfall x (Swipp) Gold Shield ✔ Traditional Broadsword x Furious (Banner/Kilt) x/x Roseate Scale (Bracers/Greaves) x/x

by QueenKatoe

Seashell Jar ✔ Wise Bonecarver's (Wings/Jar/Spine) ✔/✔/✔ Enchanter's Cobwebs x Ghostly Kelpie Mane x Moondust Starsilk (Sleeves/Socks) x/x