Creative Corner

[center][img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/10cbe9c5036a0f889a8ece69f76c8eeb/tumblr_oe1f0phir81uwsiq5o1_250.png[/img] [/center] [center][i]No being knows when the first Lord opened their eyes. For every storyteller and bard might weave their own tales with threads of the muddled past, the origins of the almighty emperor of Lords are as elusive now as they were centuries before. And while the dragons who were created from the first Lord themselves sung songs of their creator to their hatchlings, after a few centuries, even the most rudimentary of stories falls victim to the ultimate fate of being forgotten. And for the lords that were sculpted by the venerable claws of the first Lord themselves, time has worn down even the sharpest of memories, few even remembering how they were created. Although, if one had the persistence to fuel their curiosity and the knowledge of dragons passed through generations, maybe one could find a dragon with the answers...[/i] [/center] [center][img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/10cbe9c5036a0f889a8ece69f76c8eeb/tumblr_oe1f0phir81uwsiq5o1_250.png[/img] [columns] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/60081966][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/600820/60081966_350.png[/img][/url] [nextcol] [img]https://i.postimg.cc/HxwXYXmh/bead-divider-big-100x12-copy.png[/img] "I've heard whispers of your coming [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/74835021]Goldleaf[/url]. You must already know who I am after all, no need for introductions! My town might not appear the most welcoming, but be sure that the dragons here will treat you like their own. As for your purposes, the answers you seek are etched onto my lanterns over here, hooks in the corner over there and ropes attached to get them down. Though I must get going now, don't shy away from asking any questions!" [/columns] [/center] [center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/clan-profile/368748][img]https://i.imgur.com/sCaSCti.gif[/img][/url][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/clan-profile/368748][img]https://i.imgur.com/eR0EYv9.gif[/img][/url][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/clan-profile/368748][img]https://i.imgur.com/Y3xMcOO.gif[/img][/url][/center] [columns][img]https://i.imgur.com/Fiqi70h.png[/img][nextcol][b]R E G I O N S[color=transparent]fff[/color]&[color=transparent]fff[/color]N O T A B L E[color=transparent]fff[/color]L O C A T I O N S[/b]: [columns] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/2#post_55119810]Escollo[/url] | [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/2#post_55123437]The Wallows[/url] | [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/2#post_55129751]Oasis Inn[/url] | [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/2#post_55129840]Arcana Central[/url] | [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/2#post_55129842]???[/url] | [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/2#post_55137630]Edel[/url] | [/columns][columns] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/2#post_55182509]Warden's Outpost[/url] | [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/2#post_55182510]Roost's Edge[/url] | [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/2#post_55182511]Cave of Echoes[/url] | [/columns] [b]U N K N O W N[color=transparent]fff[/color]T A L E S: [/b] [columns] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/1#post_53424893]Rena[/url] | [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/1#post_53439357]Aleiria[/url] | [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/1#post_53583606]Demure[/url] | [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/1#post_53594454]Nemosi[/url] | [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/1#post_53604914]Amala[/url] | [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/1#post_53618262]Beau[/url] | [nextcol] xxx [/columns] [b]T O M E S[color=transparent]fff[/color]&[color=transparent]fff[/color]S T O R I E S: [/b] [columns] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/3#post_55188808]Lords[/url] | [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/3#post_55434140]Magic[/url] | [nextcol] xxx [/columns] [b]O T H E R: [/b] [columns] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/3#post_55370390]The Archivists[/url] | [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/3#post_55182552]Birdfolk[/url] | [nextcol] xxx [/columns] [/columns] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/0YcXH3x.png[/img] [/center]

[columns] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/60081966][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/600820/60081966p.png[/img][/url] [nextcol] "Ah, you've found my census lanterns! Though it's not really a census but more so every dragon I've ever met upon my travels. After all, who do you think is writing all of those biographies?" [/columns] ----- [center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/clan-profile/368748][img]https://i.imgur.com/9PgKCpc.gif[/img][/url] [/center] ----- [center][b][size=5][color=#BF1919]TIRWYN'S XX23 LORIEL CENSUS RESULTS[/color][/size][/b][/center] ----- [columns] [b][color=#4F81AD]THE OVERWORLD:[/color][/b] ~54 dragons recorded [nextcol] [color=transparent]xxxxx[/color] [nextcol] [b][color=#4F81AD]THE DOWN UNDERNEATH:[/color][/b] ~91 dragons recorded [/columns] ----- [center][size=4][b]IN TOTAL:[/b] 145 dragons recorded (59F, 86M)[/size][/center] ----- [center][size=4][I][color=#BF1919][b]SPECIES*[/b][/size] [/center] ----- [indent][columns][b][i][color=#4F81AD]MODERNS:[/i][/b] [LIST] [*][i]Bogsneak:[/i] 6 [*][i]Coatl:[/i] 8 [*][i]Fae:[/i] 3 [*][i]Guardian:[/i] 10 [*][i]Imperial:[/i] 13 [*][i]Mirror:[/i] 4 [*][i]Nocturne:[/i] 9 [*][i]Obelisk:[/i] 15 [*][i]Pearlcatcher:[/i] 6 [*][i]Ridgeback:[/i] 2 [*][i]Skydancer:[/i] 26 [*][i]Snapper:[/i] 3 [*][i]Spiral:[/i] 8 [*][i]Tundra:[/i] 6 [*][i]Wildclaw:[/i] 5 [/LIST][nextcol] [color=transparent]xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx[/color] [nextcol][b][i][color=#4F81AD]ANCIENTS:[/i][/b] [LIST] [*][i]Aberration:[/i] 1 [*][i]Aether:[/i] 2 [*][i]Banescale:[/i] 2 [*][i]Gaoler:[/i] 3 [*][i]Sandsurge:[/i] 1 [*][i]Undertide:[/i] 6 [*][i]Veilspun: [/i]7 [/LIST] [color=transparent]xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx[/color] [color=transparent]xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx[/color] [color=transparent]xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx[/color] [color=transparent]xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx[/color] [color=transparent]xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx[/color] [color=transparent]xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx[/color] [color=transparent]xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx[/color] [color=transparent]xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx[/color] [color=transparent]xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx[/color] [color=transparent]xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx[/color] [color=transparent]xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx[/color] [color=transparent]xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx[/color] [/columns] [size=2][i]*as per appearance, not subjects' true species [/i][/indent] ----- [center][size=4][I][color=#BF1919][b]OTHER STATISTICS[/b][/size][/center] ----- [indent] [b][i][color=#4F81AD]MOST POPULATED REGION/LOCATION:[/i][/b] Roost's Edge (~40) [b][i][color=#4F81AD]LEAST POPULATED REGION/LOCATION:[/i][/b] The Wallows/Escollo (~10) [/indent] ----- [indent][columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/clan-profile/368748][img]https://i.imgur.com/eR0EYv9.gif[/img][/url][nextcol][size=4][I]>[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/1#post_3197389] to view other lanterns[/url][/i]

[columns] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/74835021][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/748351/74835021p.png[/img][/url] [nextcol] [I]You hook down a lantern that's somehow more worn than even the oldest ones you've found. Stuffed inside of it, a wound up scroll, parchment far from newly crisp, softened from age and use. You carefully unfurl the scroll and find what looks to be a to-do list. A very very very long to-do list. You don't even know if it's possible to complete it. [/i][/columns] ----- [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/mTdnOg7.gif[/img] [/center] [LIST] [*]GALICO GLADES [LIST] [*] new region discovered within down underneath [*] need to take time off (responsibly) to visit it for myself [*] birdfolk origins.. is this the original Galico Glades though? [*]allegedly trees who's roots are in the Down Underneath and who's leaves reach the sky of the overworld [*] a safe ground for Ancients..? [/LIST] [*]Transfer diary pages into Lanterns [*]Finish the Lair Census [*]Come up with a name for the world? [*]Find Timo's Nursery Stories [*]Rewrite some bios; namely those of Kylas, Fernaldo, Kukulcan, Rowan [*]Efficus, Emperor, Lord of Lords [/LIST] [b]Dragons to Find and Meet [/b] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/75428099][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/754281/75428099.png[/img][/url][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/91282589][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/912826/91282589.png[/img][/url][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/91418636][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/914187/91418636.png[/img][/url] ----- [indent][columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/clan-profile/368748][img]https://i.imgur.com/sCaSCti.gif[/img][/url][nextcol][size=4][I]>[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/1#post_3197389] to view other lanterns[/url][/i]

[columns] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/74835021][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/748351/74835021p.png[/img][/url] [nextcol] [I]Whilst looking for other lanterns, you hook down a lantern that... doesn't quite look like the others? Instead of being stuffed full with papers and pages, it instead holds a single piece of paper titled "Resources". Tirwyn's writing supplies, you suppose. [/i][/columns] ----- [center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/clan-profile/368748][img]https://i.imgur.com/qBKnSla.gif[/img][/url][/CENTER] [center] [b]APPAREL: [/b]https://imgur.com/a/Pht2i [b]LINKS TO MORE LINKS: [/b]https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3274219#post_3274219 https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/gde/1779207 https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3210715 [b]100x100 ICONS: [/b]https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2519702 [b]STAINED/SOAP LAIR: [/b]https://www1.flightrising.com/lair/150131/2100984/1?name=&type=undefined [b]COOL BIO LINKS: [/b]https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2633046#post_2633046 [b]ADOPTABLES [/b]https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/3195195/1[/center] ----- [indent][columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/clan-profile/368748][img]https://i.imgur.com/Y3xMcOO.gif[/img][/url][nextcol][size=4][I]>[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/1#post_3197389] to view other lanterns[/url][/i]

[columns] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/59598795][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/595988/59598795.png[/img][/url] [nextcol] [size=4][color=transparent]x[/color] [nextcol] [size=7][color=black][font=Courier New]RENA[/font][/color][/size] [/columns] ----- [font=Century Gothic][size=4] Rena finished the last line with a flourish that swept back underneath the neat row of runes, framing them elegantly. A few quick dabs of the brush along the flourish created twigs and delicate blossoms, a suggestion of bark. Setting the brush carefully aside, she smoothed her whiskers and surveyed her work. A shadow fell over it. Rena flicked an ear back at the scrape of talons on stone, but she didn’t really need to look. Only one of her neighbors seemed to feel the need to check on her constantly. “Hello, Daerce.” “’Mornin’,” the big Guardian rumbled, putting her heavy head past Rena’s to squint closely at the sign. Rena winced inwardly for the fresh ink, but her neighbor’s snuffing breath barely made the wet surface twinkle. “What’s this?” “I’ve decided to offer my services to the community.” Rena couldn’t help the note of pride in her voice. “Spirit Healer?” Daerce snorted. “What’s that?” Rena’s tail twitched and she stilled it, taking a deep breath and telling herself Daerce’s reaction shouldn’t surprise her. As the eldest of their little community, Daerce held a certain authority that she seemed to consider her just due. She probably couldn’t recall the last time she’d suffered a thwarting of her will …. Rena scolded herself for the pettiness of jealousy. Besides, if she could get Daerce to understand what she did, anyone else would be easy. “Not everyone gets along. Not every venture is successful. Sometimes one faces a problem that seems insurmountable. These things burden the spirit.” She peered up at Daerce, hoping for some sign of understanding. “When someone is troubled, a spirit healer can help. We talk, and we listen; the listening’s more important. We help them to work out why they are troubled, and how to make things right again.” “You’re studied this … vocation?” “I was apprenticed to the spirit healer of my mother’s clan.” Rena dipped her wings in salute to her old master. “He pronounced me ready to take up the work.” “Really.” The warm orange eye beside her narrowed slightly. “Little shorthorn, that sounds like a big job.” Rena felt Daerce’s doubt like a blow that flattened her ears to her head. She stammered something and, unable to meet the Guardian’s gaze, stared at the floor. Her master had warned her. “Your youth will play against you. Everyone knows how Pearlcatchers love to talk. Young dragons must work harder to prove themselves.” And yet …“We Pearlcatchers are intelligent, observant, and level-headed,” her mother had said. “There is no one better suited to the work of spirit healer, my sweet. And a healer is of course sworn to the highest standard of secrecy regarding those who come to her for help. You will learn secrets that must never be shared. If you feel the calling strongly enough, this will be no hardship.” Rena wished for her mother’s calm confidence now. She knew herself equal to the challenge of her work; that was plain honesty and not pride. But if others only saw her youth, how would she ever prove herself? Rena cuddled her pearl--so small still--closer. How ironic that in order to prove one could keep secrets, one first had to know secrets. “Well,” Daerce said loudly, making her jump. The Guardian sniffed again at the sign. “Ink’s dry. Let me help you hang that.” by Rexcaliburr ----- [indent][columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/clan-profile/368748][img]https://i.imgur.com/sCaSCti.gif[/img][/url][nextcol][size=4][I]>[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/1#post_3197389] to view other lanterns[/url][/i]

[columns] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/60498075][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/604981/60498075.png[/img][/url] [nextcol] [size=4][color=transparent]x[/color] [nextcol] [size=7][color=black][font=Courier New]ALERIA[/font][/color][/size] [/columns] ----- [font=Century Gothic][size=4] Whenever anyone approached Aleiria for advice, something that happened very rarely, she inevitably gave the same advice. It mattered not what you were asking her advice about, whether it was love, family or even career advice, she would always give the saame advice. Don’t dismiss legends, and never laugh at something that you believe doesn’t exist. She never said more than that, or even elaborated on what she meant, but as she never aged and thus was around the clan for every new generation, wild stories about her grew. One said that she had angered the Tidelord, and thus he had cursed her to eternal life beneath the sea, haunted by her misdeeds until she eventually repented. Another said that she had attempted to steal a precious artifact from a sea mage, and had been cursed to defend said artifact with her life. Another said that she had insulted the sea itself, which had angered the Tidelord and thus had her lifespan tied to that of the sea. They said that she was immortal and bound to defend the sea for all time, unable to die even in battle as punishment for what she had done. One had said that perhaps it was a reward, as eternal life was supposed to be a good thing, at least in theory, but that person was summarily outvoted. In truth, not that Aleiria herself would ever tell the tale without being forced, she had been young, crass, and reckless, thinking herself invincible because she was a skilled fighter. She had swam into a part of the sea she was warned not to enter, into a cave she had been warned away from, and summarily insulted the being living inside the cave. To this day, she had difficulty describing the being, as it changed each time she remembered the event. It had looked into her very soul and saw the punishment that would have the most effect, and thus Aleiria was cursed. She was doomed to spend eternity guarding an essential artifact whenever the being called on her, and in return for her service she could never die or be killed. There had been encounters, of course, when she thought her life was ending and the curse would be broken. Always, however, her body healed herself and she was back to new by the next morning. by beargirl1393 ----- [indent][columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/clan-profile/368748][img]https://i.imgur.com/eR0EYv9.gif[/img][/url][nextcol][size=4][I]>[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/1#post_3197389] to view other lanterns[/url][/i]

[columns] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/59845850][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/598459/59845850.png[/img][/url] [nextcol] [size=4][color=transparent]x[/color] [nextcol] [size=7][color=black][font=Courier New]DEMURE[/font][/color][/size] [/columns] ----- [font=Century Gothic][size=4] Elegant. Efficient. Clean. There was a reason she was known as the Executioner in town and there was a reason she was hired so often. Quick in delivery, merciless for death. Demure always made sure a drop of blood never touched the floor, for her and her client's sake partly, but also for her own self-image. In some way, she was comfortable as a unapproachable, yet flawless assassin, someone who could never be caught making foolish, such careless mistakes. Elegant. Efficient. Clean. Assuming the aforementioned is true, why in the 11's name is this, this thing still in front of her, alive, well and most certainly not dead. "How dare you call me a thing! Don't let my beauty be tainted by such a word" Of course. Of course it can read minds, thank you whatever deity blessed it with those powers. Have a pat on the back. "I am also not an it! I am a-" She clamped her claws against its snout. This was not elegant. This was not efficient. This was not clean. The room was a mess from a rather desperate struggle from the Wildclaw, she's been in its home for almost five hours, and frankly, she looked and felt horrible, fedora tossed aside, tailcoat crinkled and scarf sloppily strewn. To be completely fair, her victim wasn't doing any better, currently hog tied on the table and covered with countless scratches, its jewelry Windsinger knows where. In short this mission was her first and total failure after her five years in commission and she didn't know what to do with the Wildclaw beside her. A part of her wanted to blame her client for not giving her any warning about its power, another part herself for not catching on earlier. Wait doesn't this mean she loses her job as well? She was caught in the action. The company takes care that their assassins aren't listed as "Wanted" or marked with bounties on their head, they knew damn well how to keep their appearances tidy. Then again, those assassins weren't ever caught, were they? ----- [indent][columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/clan-profile/368748][img]https://i.imgur.com/Y3xMcOO.gif[/img][/url][nextcol][size=4][I]>[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/1#post_3197389] to view other lanterns[/url][/i]

[columns] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/59801475][img]https://i.imgur.com/vY7H1ju.png[/img][/url] [nextcol] [size=4][color=transparent]x[/color] [nextcol] [size=7][color=black][font=Courier New]NEMOSI[/font][/color][/size] [/columns] ----- [font=Century Gothic][size=4] Nemosi is a sweet little pearlcatcher hatchling, what more is there to say? Many dragons have seen him out playing in the wilderness with all manner of creatures and wondered why a hatchling might be allowed out so late unsupervised. Some assumed whatever creature he was with to be his familiar and thus his protection. Others assumed his parents or guardians to be nearby. Still others would approach and make sure the child was not lost. With bright shining eyes Nemosi would assure them that his parents would be right back, that his guardian was just over the ridge, that the fearsome acid-tongue serpenta or umberhorn qiriq was his familiar and watching over him. The dragons that have met Nemosi under these circumstances find their way home to be a tricky one, and often end up slipping in mud or losing a small trinket. They hear giggling not far off when they discover the item gone or try to wipe the mud from their faces and apparel, but they never find the source. Despite this, dragons that have met the unassuming Nemosi in this way think of him as nothing more than a hatchling. Why wouldn’t they? After all, Nemosi is a sweet little pearlcatcher hatchling, what more is there to say? There are others who know Nemosi’s true nature. He is neither a sweet little hatchling nor a helpless child. He is a trickster, an immortal. Those dragons who have sought and found this truth find themselves sworn to secrecy, or forever doomed to what will appear as rotten luck to others. In truth, Nemosi will simply see it as having a little fun. Often, those who know his true nature leave gifts and offerings. Little trinkets left outside the entries to lairs is a sure sign of his territory. However, Nemosi is not so much an evil spirit as one who doesn’t realize when a joke’s not funny to those around him, and these trinkets are usually returned once he grows bored with them. It cannot be guaranteed that they will be returned to the right lair though. Those who know this secret must keep it. After all, Nemosi is a sweet little pearlcatcher hatchling, what more is there to say? There are a select few who know Nemosi personally. Those that share his sense of humor and enjoy his tricks will find themselves almost doted upon by the little being. Gifts are exchanged, pranks planned and executed, and adventures are had for a time. On occasion he will even join clans, though not all members may know his true nature. Nemosi will eventually move on as immortals do, but those who can be counted among his friends will still sometimes hear his giggling around their lair only to find that their spice rack has been completely reorganized to a nonsensical system, that their familiar now has their head stuck in a box, or that a present or two has been left in the entryway. Those that truly know Nemosi know him not to be a hatchling but a dragon, not to be sweet but to be impish, and to ever be a trickster. ----- [indent][columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/clan-profile/368748][img]https://i.imgur.com/eR0EYv9.gif[/img][/url][nextcol][size=4][I]>[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/1#post_3197389] to view other lanterns[/url][/i]

[columns] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/59334003][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/593341/59334003.png[/img][/url] [nextcol] [size=4][color=transparent]x[/color] [nextcol] [size=7][color=black][font=Courier New]AMALA[/font][/color][/size] [/columns] ----- [font=Century Gothic][size=4] Amala, when not working to preserve the city's peace, could often be found deep within the ancient, city archives. More often than not, he's holding a single intact parchment, silently mouthing the words as he reads them, eager to discover what secrets the piece may uncover. More often than not; there's no new information to be found, but once every great while he comes upon a grand discovery - and the very next day he'll hold a council meeting to go over said discoveries. The last discovery he'd uncovered was that long, long ago when the city had been newly formed, their ancestors had been raided by the beastclans; leading to the harshest winter the clan had ever endured! It was fascinating; he was eager to share the news with the civilians, to share with them a story of their ancestors, of the ones who'd kept the town alive during their harshest times - but, admittedly, many civilians didn't care for the archives, nor the history behind them. More often than not, those called to the meeting would dismiss themselves until only a very small handful remained - but Amala remained unaltered, as those that remained showed authentic curiosity regarding his latest discovery. He took no greater pride than sharing information of their ancestors, using his charisma to make stories of it - attempting to vividly recount the texts rather than reading them word for word, making things more interesting to those that stuck it out. While some didn't care for his interest in the past - Amala still remained respected; as when others called upon council meetings, often to regard battle plans or other harsh issues, Amala took his place as the peacekeeper. When two dragons began to argue, to stray away from the conversation - he'd intervene with a hiss, spreading his wings and drawing attention to himself, calling out the others and focusing the conversation on what currently mattered, not petty fights. He reminded the clan that although individuals occasionally had their differences; they were all of the same city, they had the same interests at heart, truly. by Jaynk ----- [indent][columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/clan-profile/368748][img]https://i.imgur.com/Y3xMcOO.gif[/img][/url][nextcol][size=4][I]>[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/1#post_3197389] to view other lanterns[/url][/i]

[columns] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/84179587][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/841796/84179587.png[/img][/url] [nextcol] [size=4][color=transparent]x[/color] [nextcol] [size=7][color=black][font=Courier New]BEAU[/font][/color][/size] [/columns] ----- [font=Century Gothic][size=4] Despite the cliches surrounding lords and gods of love, Beau isn’t vain. Well - he knows he is attractive, knows he can make dragons fall for him with little more than a flash of a smile and a wink (and frequently abuses that fact) - but he isn’t obsessed with his looks. He doesn’t spend hours brushing his glimmering mane, or ask his familiar, Amore, to scrub his belly with sand until it gleams. (If he’s obsessive about keeping his white kid gloves clean, that’s his own business. (And that’s fashion, not vanity!)). So he’s not conceited. But when you’re the lord of love and companionship, it becomes natural that anyone within a fifteen-foot radius is at least… interested in you. That’s half of his power, after all. Beau’s charismatic; he can charm anyone he wants to. This comes in handy when you’re coaxing a dragon through an elaborate scheme to get them to meet their one True Love. (Which Beau does. Often.) Technically, Beau’s powers don’t give him the ability to identify True Loves - at least not the same powers as those which help him to make others fall in love - but he has a sixth sense for these kinds of things. A feeling, you know? Beau believes very strongly in True Love. True Love, (which is the same as your first love, by-the-by), is the purest and most holy of all forms of love in the world, and as a dragon whose life literally revolves around love and companionship… It makes sense that Beau’s a little obsessed with the ideal. Beau thinks he’s found his True Tove. Her name is Adonis, (isn’t that just perfect?), and she is a skilled hunter. Adept with a bow, and knowledgeable about all the dark parts of the forests she lives in. Beau loved her with all his heart. She was the dragon that made him believe in True Love, the one who taught him how to shoot a bow, the one who taught him more about kindness than he’d ever learned before. He would’ve done anything for her. But she doesn’t love him back. Or, really, she thinks she doesn’t. Beau’s firmly convinced that Adonis is just… going through a phase. She needs space, she told him that when they broke up, and Beau knows that, but surely she can’t mean forever. Forever is a very long time, after all. Beau knows she’ll come around eventually, he just has to be patient. (And while that isn’t his strong suit, he’s willing to try for her.) Every year, on their anniversary, Beau goes up to visit her with gifts, trinkets, and ballads. Adonis rarely ever shows any indication that she even knows Beau’s there, let alone giving him an update on her position with their relationship - but it’s fine! They’ll get there eventually. Beau’s the lord of love, after all, and what sort of god would he be if he let his True Love slip between his fingers? (And nevermind the fact that his powers don’t seem to work on her. That’s just further proof that Adonis is the one for him!) He just needs to be patient. So Beau will wait for her, for his first (and True) love. In the meantime, he will dazzle his fans and do his job, dutifully matching dragons with each other. (And he might, after all, see if he can teach Amore that sand trick he mentioned earlier, because now that he thinks of it, isn’t that a good idea?) by slipfast ----- [indent][columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/clan-profile/368748][img]https://i.imgur.com/eR0EYv9.gif[/img][/url][nextcol][size=4][I]>[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3197389/1#post_3197389] to view other lanterns[/url][/i]