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TOPIC | Theme Week: Crystalline Gala
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Happy Crystalline Gala. ^^
[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/66063155][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/660632/66063155_350.png[/img][/url] Krah is former ice dragon Guardian, he once had mate and two eggs but lost them all due Elves who wanted pass through their nest to get into Undead Fortress, he got frozen after fighting Blizzardhorn, after 600 years he´s ready to go after those who took his mate and kids away, even those who have nothing to do with it while snowstorm and cold follow him.
[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/74327918][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/743280/74327918_350.png[/img][/url] Blizzardhorn was ice dragon ancestor who froze all undead in their fortress, he was also one to freeze Krah because he refused to stop fighting, he feels remorse after learning Krah had told him truth what happened to his mate and eggs.
Happy Crystalline Gala. ^^
Krah is former ice dragon Guardian, he once had mate and two eggs but lost them all due Elves who wanted pass through their nest to get into Undead Fortress, he got frozen after fighting Blizzardhorn, after 600 years he´s ready to go after those who took his mate and kids away, even those who have nothing to do with it while snowstorm and cold follow him.
Blizzardhorn was ice dragon ancestor who froze all undead in their fortress, he was also one to freeze Krah because he refused to stop fighting, he feels remorse after learning Krah had told him truth what happened to his mate and eggs.
Krah is former ice dragon Guardian, he once had mate and two eggs but lost them all due Elves who wanted pass through their nest to get into Undead Fortress, he got frozen after fighting Blizzardhorn, after 600 years he´s ready to go after those who took his mate and kids away, even those who have nothing to do with it while snowstorm and cold follow him.
Blizzardhorn was ice dragon ancestor who froze all undead in their fortress, he was also one to freeze Krah because he refused to stop fighting, he feels remorse after learning Krah had told him truth what happened to his mate and eggs.
Spyro OC lair.
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Finnish.
She/her, ace.
Capricorn.
Monster Hunter fan.
My DeviantArt account: https://www.deviantart.com/rathaloshunter16
23.
Finnish.
She/her, ace.
Capricorn.
Monster Hunter fan.
My DeviantArt account: https://www.deviantart.com/rathaloshunter16
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my Ice flight representative, Khione!
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and my winter spirit dragon, Perchta
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My ice rep baby with her frozen bird buddies
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There’s always a feeling of cold seeping into your bones (or so it seems anyway) whenever Fiaraidh’s around.
[columns][size=4]Randolf is my Ice Flight Ambassador[nextcol][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/29097804][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/290979/29097804_350.png[/img][/url][/columns]
[columns][size=4]And Amihan is my Representative from the Gaolers[nextcol][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/61111238][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/611113/61111238_350.png[/img][/url][/columns]
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[right]WinterSun is a real lady, and will never let you forget it[/right]
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Xanthos decided very early that he wanted to protect his clan, and now he's one of his clan's best warriors
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[right]ButterflyOfChaos may not look like it, but he actually is another warrior - and part of my coli team[/right]
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Karil is the Lady of the Winter Court of the fey. She is remote, and she is stern, but only because she recognizes the harshness of her Court, and knows little good comes of coddling anyone into believing otherwise. Most of her fey are solitary creatures like herself, well-suited to long wanderings away from her Court. Still, there is always a place for the winter fey at her side, tucked in the ruff of her thick fur coat or resting in the everlasting crystalline ice caves where she holds her Court. Cold she may be; uncaring she is not.
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Few know anything of Shran's history, and his snarling replies dissuade them from asking. Most can piece together a few details - he clearly has a military background, adept in combat when he doesn't lose his head in the heat of the moment. The scars lacing his body tell more tales, of battles nearly lost that he somehow survived. The simple fact of his presence in the scorching desert that so disagrees with him makes it clear that leaving the Southern Icefield behind was no real choice, perhaps the last resort in a line of last resorts. Put those pieces together and you get... a rampant parcel of rumors, for the most part.
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Skitra worked as a mercenary in the Southern Icefield for most of her life - with some success, but never as much as she hoped for given the work she’d put in. Hours of training every day, most of her earnings spent to maintain her armor and weapons, miserable hours in the cold standing guard or patrolling - was this to be her entire life?
She found sympathy one night in a man who listened to her complaints and her wishes - for an easier existence, one where her successes let her relax and stop fighting for once. He offered a game of chance, with that very life on offer - and half-hoping, half-disbelieving, she agreed. And lost. And found herself bound to a creature far worse than any employer she’d had before.[/i][/font][/center]
Karil is the Lady of the Winter Court of the fey. She is remote, and she is stern, but only because she recognizes the harshness of her Court, and knows little good comes of coddling anyone into believing otherwise. Most of her fey are solitary creatures like herself, well-suited to long wanderings away from her Court. Still, there is always a place for the winter fey at her side, tucked in the ruff of her thick fur coat or resting in the everlasting crystalline ice caves where she holds her Court. Cold she may be; uncaring she is not.
Few know anything of Shran's history, and his snarling replies dissuade them from asking. Most can piece together a few details - he clearly has a military background, adept in combat when he doesn't lose his head in the heat of the moment. The scars lacing his body tell more tales, of battles nearly lost that he somehow survived. The simple fact of his presence in the scorching desert that so disagrees with him makes it clear that leaving the Southern Icefield behind was no real choice, perhaps the last resort in a line of last resorts. Put those pieces together and you get... a rampant parcel of rumors, for the most part.
Skitra worked as a mercenary in the Southern Icefield for most of her life - with some success, but never as much as she hoped for given the work she’d put in. Hours of training every day, most of her earnings spent to maintain her armor and weapons, miserable hours in the cold standing guard or patrolling - was this to be her entire life?
She found sympathy one night in a man who listened to her complaints and her wishes - for an easier existence, one where her successes let her relax and stop fighting for once. He offered a game of chance, with that very life on offer - and half-hoping, half-disbelieving, she agreed. And lost. And found herself bound to a creature far worse than any employer she’d had before.