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Einirul wasn't [i]always[/i] a dragon. He first gained consciousness as a golem of sorts, a pile of bone and vines imbued with life via the Gladekeeper's magic as she fought with her sister. It was his duty to help his creator maintain the size and safety of her lands and to beat back her sister's contagion.
He kept up this role until the shattering of the pillar, and the Gladekeeper subsequently finding a stable home. He watched and helped as she created her new children, the Wildclaws, and eventually left his golem-like form to wander the Labyrinth as a spirit. He would watch the new residents as they grew and explored and developed their own societies while simultaneously caring for the flora in his home.
Until one day he decided he wanted to join them. He imbued his spirit into an egg and emerged as a Wildclaw himself. Full of excitement and curiosity, he set forth to live life in the same way he had seen so many others do.
Einirul wasn't
always a dragon. He first gained consciousness as a golem of sorts, a pile of bone and vines imbued with life via the Gladekeeper's magic as she fought with her sister. It was his duty to help his creator maintain the size and safety of her lands and to beat back her sister's contagion.
He kept up this role until the shattering of the pillar, and the Gladekeeper subsequently finding a stable home. He watched and helped as she created her new children, the Wildclaws, and eventually left his golem-like form to wander the Labyrinth as a spirit. He would watch the new residents as they grew and explored and developed their own societies while simultaneously caring for the flora in his home.
Until one day he decided he wanted to join them. He imbued his spirit into an egg and emerged as a Wildclaw himself. Full of excitement and curiosity, he set forth to live life in the same way he had seen so many others do.
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this is shaman. he is the medic and has taken twilight as his apprentice healer.
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this is shaman. he is the medic and has taken twilight as his apprentice healer.
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this isnt workin help meeeeeeeeeeeeee
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this isnt workin help meeeeeeeeeeeeee
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There are no records of Julius' birth. All he remembers is wandering the Tangled Wood in Search of [i]something[/i], and even then he already felt ancient, his body weighed down with dense magic and endless wisdom. He does not know how long it took. Days? Years? Cenuturies? But he finally found [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=221216&tab=dragon&did=20752030][i]her[/i][/url], and together they started the clan that is to become his everything. There is a rumour among young dragons that he is a son of the Shadowbinder herself, but he will never confirm or deny them. He is always happy to provide guidance to them, though, and many have referred to him for magic tutelage.
There are no records of Julius' birth. All he remembers is wandering the Tangled Wood in Search of
something, and even then he already felt ancient, his body weighed down with dense magic and endless wisdom. He does not know how long it took. Days? Years? Cenuturies? But he finally found
her, and together they started the clan that is to become his everything. There is a rumour among young dragons that he is a son of the Shadowbinder herself, but he will never confirm or deny them. He is always happy to provide guidance to them, though, and many have referred to him for magic tutelage.
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Alene is a recent addition to the clan but has been around since almost the beginning. She had lived in the Tangled Woods for a long time before arriving at the large nameless clan and is considered an elder. She is respected for surviving the dragon purge of being exalted and can be found snoozing in the sun or telling stories to the hatchlings.
Alene is a recent addition to the clan but has been around since almost the beginning. She had lived in the Tangled Woods for a long time before arriving at the large nameless clan and is considered an elder. She is respected for surviving the dragon purge of being exalted and can be found snoozing in the sun or telling stories to the hatchlings.
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[size=4][color=#88c460]Ramera is as old as the trees and the wind. Her spirit existed long before her physical form; she flew with the Windsinger around Sornieth as a strong breeze. [/size][/color]
[indent] When the Lightweaver created her first Imperials, Ramera was excited. They were graceful giants, with horns that cut the most beautiful swirls in the wind. Entranced, she searched all over the new Windswept Plateau for a nest with two Imperial parents. When she finally did find one, she hurriedly combined her spirit with the one growing inside the egg. Enraptured by her new body, she couldn't wait to hatch. She bounced around the nest like an energized Sprangyroo. It wasn't a minute she stayed in her shell before she burst out, catching the winds she was a part of for eons. Eager to experience Sornieth in her new body, she took off, touring the world.
First she visited the Southern Icefield, finding beautiful clothing to decorate her scales. She flew over her homeland again, finding a familiar wisp she knew from before her birth. Happy to be reunited with an old friend, she continued her journey. She didn't touch the ground for many moons, not until she found the Viridian Labyrinth. The trees sang as she glided overhead, her friend catching the petals they gave them. She saw an opening by a river, with a Skydancer tending to a garden. She had a few friendly words with them, and decided to join their clan.[/indent]
Because she's not entirely dragon, she has a very slow metabolism. She rarely needs to eat or drink, and doesn't sleep often. Her lifespan is increased exponentially, but she won't live forever; she's still mortal.
Ramera is as old as the trees and the wind. Her spirit existed long before her physical form; she flew with the Windsinger around Sornieth as a strong breeze.
When the Lightweaver created her first Imperials, Ramera was excited. They were graceful giants, with horns that cut the most beautiful swirls in the wind. Entranced, she searched all over the new Windswept Plateau for a nest with two Imperial parents. When she finally did find one, she hurriedly combined her spirit with the one growing inside the egg. Enraptured by her new body, she couldn't wait to hatch. She bounced around the nest like an energized Sprangyroo. It wasn't a minute she stayed in her shell before she burst out, catching the winds she was a part of for eons. Eager to experience Sornieth in her new body, she took off, touring the world.
First she visited the Southern Icefield, finding beautiful clothing to decorate her scales. She flew over her homeland again, finding a familiar wisp she knew from before her birth. Happy to be reunited with an old friend, she continued her journey. She didn't touch the ground for many moons, not until she found the Viridian Labyrinth. The trees sang as she glided overhead, her friend catching the petals they gave them. She saw an opening by a river, with a Skydancer tending to a garden. She had a few friendly words with them, and decided to join their clan.
Because she's not entirely dragon, she has a very slow metabolism. She rarely needs to eat or drink, and doesn't sleep often. Her lifespan is increased exponentially, but she won't live forever; she's still mortal.
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Northstar221
You click on generate code in your dragon's page and copy and paste the BBCode. It should show.
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Northstar221
You click on generate code in your dragon's page and copy and paste the BBCode. It should show.
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This is Citroviola.
She is a dragon.
She eats roleplayers.
Hide yo roleplays.
Hide yo lore.
I will convert them all.
INTO INSECT FOOD POINTS.
This is Citroviola.
She is a dragon.
She eats roleplayers.
Hide yo roleplays.
Hide yo lore.
I will convert them all.
INTO INSECT FOOD POINTS.
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Hylla is, by far, the most ancient dragon in my lair (By lore at least). This primeval Skydancer was hatched in the beginnings of dragon-kind and there she survived and witnessed the rise of the dominant species. She did meet with the the end, but just before her death, a malevolent beastclan sorcerer cast a curse upon her and caused the gems on her body to act as vessels to keep her spirit bound to Sornieth. The spectral dragon wandered the lands until finally finding acceptance within the Clan of the Screaming Storm. There Hylla acts as the Light Ambassador and impromptu historian. She lurks the halls and corridors of the Clan, away from prying eyes. And sometimes, with assistance of her Baku familiar, she enters the ethereal plane to visit the lost-gone dragons of her past until she must return to the physical world.
She'll anyways be dragged back.
Hylla is, by far, the most ancient dragon in my lair (By lore at least). This primeval Skydancer was hatched in the beginnings of dragon-kind and there she survived and witnessed the rise of the dominant species. She did meet with the the end, but just before her death, a malevolent beastclan sorcerer cast a curse upon her and caused the gems on her body to act as vessels to keep her spirit bound to Sornieth. The spectral dragon wandered the lands until finally finding acceptance within the Clan of the Screaming Storm. There Hylla acts as the Light Ambassador and impromptu historian. She lurks the halls and corridors of the Clan, away from prying eyes. And sometimes, with assistance of her Baku familiar, she enters the ethereal plane to visit the lost-gone dragons of her past until she must return to the physical world.
She'll anyways be dragged back.
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[i]Weblyn, the original founder of the clan, is the oldest dragon in the whole clan, he has become almost as in tune with the arcane as the Arcanist him self[/i]
Weblyn, the original founder of the clan, is the oldest dragon in the whole clan, he has become almost as in tune with the arcane as the Arcanist him self
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