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TOPIC | Lore Theme Week: The Ancient One
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[i]Sealed away by concrete and rock, the ancient serpent lies broken in the catacombs, waiting for the poor soul to approach. He greets them with a sly grin, claws clicking impatiently against stone. "Hello there," he purrs. "Would you like to make a deal?"
Sealed away by concrete and rock, the ancient serpent lies broken in the catacombs, waiting for the poor soul to approach. He greets them with a sly grin, claws clicking impatiently against stone. "Hello there," he purrs. "Would you like to make a deal?"
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Nitoro, an ancient being who appears to dragons in their dreams. Not for any harmful or even discernibly [i]meaningful [/i]reason, mind you...Just to chat. He likes to know what the waking world is like. How things have changed, how the world works now, the status of the Flights and the Deities...
He thanks dragons for talking to him by chasing away their nightmares and giving them very comfortable rests.
Nitoro, an ancient being who appears to dragons in their dreams. Not for any harmful or even discernibly meaningful reason, mind you...Just to chat. He likes to know what the waking world is like. How things have changed, how the world works now, the status of the Flights and the Deities...
He thanks dragons for talking to him by chasing away their nightmares and giving them very comfortable rests.
~FR Time +1~
~Friend Request & RP friendly~
~Friend Request & RP friendly~
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Charybdis; a deepsea leviathan, the shipbreaker, the drowner, devourer of the deep.
He exists where currents collide, the predatory iciness of his eyes surpassed only by the frigid soul-glow held within his fractured chest.
It is uncertain as to what keeps him alive - perhaps a curse from the Tidelord, or something more sinister - and to many he is a myth, a vengeful spirit of a ship from times of old.
Charybdis; a deepsea leviathan, the shipbreaker, the drowner, devourer of the deep.
He exists where currents collide, the predatory iciness of his eyes surpassed only by the frigid soul-glow held within his fractured chest.
It is uncertain as to what keeps him alive - perhaps a curse from the Tidelord, or something more sinister - and to many he is a myth, a vengeful spirit of a ship from times of old.
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Most abandoned dragons eggs never see their hatching day. Those not fortunate enough to be found by other clans are sure to fall prey to the beasts and the elements. Yet once in a great while, the wilds corners of Sornieth will take these abandoned eggs under their wing and raise them as their own. Erutan is the daughter of the very same rare arrangement. Before she was even born, the Water guardian's egg was left in the Starwood Strand, alone and forgotten. The forest wove spells of protection in her bones, spun songs of guidance in her blood. The Starwood become a part of the drakka, as surely as she grew up to become a part of it.
Erutan figures frequently into the ghost stories of Clan Shardik's lore. Seldom is she ever seen, and never does she venture beyond the woodlands of her birth. By day she is said to slumber in the form of an ancient tree deep within the Starwood. By night she roams and keeps watch over her beloved forest. Her arrival is said to be heralded by an eclipse of miths.
Erutan figures frequently into the ghost stories of Clan Shardik's lore. Seldom is she ever seen, and never does she venture beyond the woodlands of her birth. By day she is said to slumber in the form of an ancient tree deep within the Starwood. By night she roams and keeps watch over her beloved forest. Her arrival is said to be heralded by an eclipse of miths.
I'm not great w/ lore but here goes... my short little blurb
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Ovoi is thousands of years old thanks to a special magic he keeps secret. He says if he finds the right apprentice one day, he will share with them this secret and they may study alongside him. Together into the boundless future, they will work to bend and break the barriers of the physical and magical world.
I'm not great w/ lore but here goes... my short little blurb
Ovoi is thousands of years old thanks to a special magic he keeps secret. He says if he finds the right apprentice one day, he will share with them this secret and they may study alongside him. Together into the boundless future, they will work to bend and break the barriers of the physical and magical world.
Ovoi is thousands of years old thanks to a special magic he keeps secret. He says if he finds the right apprentice one day, he will share with them this secret and they may study alongside him. Together into the boundless future, they will work to bend and break the barriers of the physical and magical world.
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[color=#a31aff]The Ancient One of my lair is actually the founder, War. He is the big, strong grandfather of the clan, known to tell stories of his own hatchling years to the young ones. His primary role in the clan is a guide, but even he has an adviser of his own, who observes from the shadows and gives his own opinion.
People would easily describe him as a gentle giant, even before his transformation into a Nocturne,
and still carries his Charge through being a completely different species.
Nobody is quite sure how old War really is, or how he keeps himself alive. Many speculate that he traps the souls of the clans he conquers, but others also seem to believe it's the robotic parts augmenting his body that keep him alive (mainly, it's just his wings though, so nobody really believes this speculation).[/center]
The Ancient One of my lair is actually the founder, War. He is the big, strong grandfather of the clan, known to tell stories of his own hatchling years to the young ones. His primary role in the clan is a guide, but even he has an adviser of his own, who observes from the shadows and gives his own opinion.
People would easily describe him as a gentle giant, even before his transformation into a Nocturne,
and still carries his Charge through being a completely different species.
Nobody is quite sure how old War really is, or how he keeps himself alive. Many speculate that he traps the souls of the clans he conquers, but others also seem to believe it's the robotic parts augmenting his body that keep him alive (mainly, it's just his wings though, so nobody really believes this speculation).
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This is Bon. he's a ex-watchman and guard from his home clan. He feel in love with an enemy warrior and the two fled together, but they were unable to have a child so they adopted a fae daughter.
He tends to be strict but it's out of love. He has a hard look to em that makes him seem unapproachable to some but to those who know him he can easily become like a second father to them. Even if he seems strict, he has a playful side and has been seen playing games like catch with his daughter.
He's also a great knight who is dedicated to the protection of the clan, retired or not if something goes down he'll be there. He also trains the apprentice guards and eager warriors.
This is Bon. he's a ex-watchman and guard from his home clan. He feel in love with an enemy warrior and the two fled together, but they were unable to have a child so they adopted a fae daughter.
He tends to be strict but it's out of love. He has a hard look to em that makes him seem unapproachable to some but to those who know him he can easily become like a second father to them. Even if he seems strict, he has a playful side and has been seen playing games like catch with his daughter.
He's also a great knight who is dedicated to the protection of the clan, retired or not if something goes down he'll be there. He also trains the apprentice guards and eager warriors.
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[i]Sophie has lived a lot longer than any skydancer, nay, any dragon should. We ask her, why flowers? Why the Caravan? Why Now? and she just giggles. Her wings are a tanned leather and her feathers slowly lose their shine but her giggle seems as ageless as the flowers she adorns the wagons of the caravan with.
Sophie's pack never seems to leave the back of the wagon which carries Grass's supplies, but her tent is always the first up and it always looks more like she's just revealed a hidden tent that's been there for years, rather than set up a new one.
Even the little ones in the settlements the Caravan visits know to watch for Sophie the Witch, and that if they bring her what she needs for her next potion, she'll give them a blessing[/i].[/center]
Sophie has lived a lot longer than any skydancer, nay, any dragon should. We ask her, why flowers? Why the Caravan? Why Now? and she just giggles. Her wings are a tanned leather and her feathers slowly lose their shine but her giggle seems as ageless as the flowers she adorns the wagons of the caravan with.
Sophie's pack never seems to leave the back of the wagon which carries Grass's supplies, but her tent is always the first up and it always looks more like she's just revealed a hidden tent that's been there for years, rather than set up a new one.
Even the little ones in the settlements the Caravan visits know to watch for Sophie the Witch, and that if they bring her what she needs for her next potion, she'll give them a blessing.
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Timoria, the parentless and childless ancient battle weary demi-god. Sell-sword that moves with the winds of conflict that settled among the Nameless Clan. Her divinity betrays in times of need; a curse placed upon her by a dying fire aligned wyrm means that her wings are burning, smouldering and irritated whenever she needs to flee. She is blind, whether willing or unwilling nobody knows.
She has grown adapt at the art of a quick exit and the art of toppling nations. She has seen too much but not learnt enough. One could say she's dimwitted at times but deities forbid you say it to her face.
Timoria, the parentless and childless ancient battle weary demi-god. Sell-sword that moves with the winds of conflict that settled among the Nameless Clan. Her divinity betrays in times of need; a curse placed upon her by a dying fire aligned wyrm means that her wings are burning, smouldering and irritated whenever she needs to flee. She is blind, whether willing or unwilling nobody knows.
She has grown adapt at the art of a quick exit and the art of toppling nations. She has seen too much but not learnt enough. One could say she's dimwitted at times but deities forbid you say it to her face.
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