Hey! I'm new so I'm going to catch up with a few responses! Sending in my quirky Lightning House rep for an adventure. She's quirky, amiable, fiddly, a little evasive - being a spiral and all - spends a bit too much time in her head, energetic and a little too curious. She's my Clan's messenger and is known to be an inventor - a mere 'hobby' (apparently). She's travelled to all ends of Sonreith and with only her wit and agile form to help her escape. Read her bio to find out a bit more about her :)
Username: RainbowWolfy
User ID: 128404
Dragon Name: Illuminada
Dragon Picture:
Day 1
Try to stand up.
Illuminada was Lightning born. At the time of festivals, it only seemed fitting to travel to her home town, but in her usual fashion, she seemed to get distracted travelling from A to B.
She enjoyed the little antique shop. After all, antiques were her thing. She admired the little trinkets tools. Her mind was turning like the cogworks she had been examining. As she wander the shop, slinking about through its canopy of possible creations, she couldn't stop her mind racing.
A rather nicely fashioned piece of bamboo cut into the shape of a half pipe would have made a great multipurpose channel for twine and handle for her Hook-It-All Mass Haul Fishing Line. Another gorgeous looking crystal that looked like the glistening hollow caves she had found on her unforgiving journey to the Fortress of Ends created beautiful colours and silhouettes on the wall when combined with some mirrors and the Fae figurine of music box she had dismantled.
Illuminada believed that anything could be salvaged. She looked with wonder and possibility and the certain orbs and crystals in the dusty ends of the shop. They had no use waiting about here!
She wandered, lost in the wonders of her own thought, until, she assumed due to her rattling with the music box, she drew over the owner Eugene, who concerned her in conversation. Polite, yet angsty to be on the move, the click her claws on the ground in common habit - a way to focus her energetic behaviour into simple moves.
Illuminada was hardly listening, until she found herself facing what must have been the most intriguing gem in all of Soreith, and my, had she seen plenty - she lived with an Arcane Clan whose whole existence was linked to the energy of crystals for Arcanists sake! But this was like no other. It beckoned her with the call of adventure...
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She found herself on the ground, horribly retching and flipped over on to her belly like a drugged cat. Head buzzing with delirium, Illuminada managed a half-hearted chuckle in response to Eugene's comment as she came to terms with the sudden pain.
Propping herself up with one claw, she stumbled to her feet and whacked herself against one of the shelves in a state of complete vertigo.
"Thanks sir-"
CRASH as an empty vial shattered on the floor. "I think I'll be-" Another crash as she stumbled onto the opposite shelf "-going now! Thank you!" she finished quickly and increased her pace.
Day 2
Follow Cotriona
When it came to situations like these, Illuminada was very objective and matter-of-fact. Yes, she had received a tattoo of some grand importance. Yes, there were other dragons after her. And yes, she had to run.
Knowing nothing about the two strangers or their intentions, she used her instinct to let her follow them blindly, until they began to split up. Dumb dragons! However, she knew she would work best on her own.
Illuminada was very aware of her strengths. She had done this too many-a-time to know that if she tried to follow the Skydancer, she would most certainly come to a certain doom. Stealth and blending in were always what had got her out of a rough situation. She thought on her feet and began to expertly weave through the crowd, slimly dodging and darting through the legs of unsuspecting imperials and past fluffy tundras setting up stalls. She was in her environment!
Now this was what Illuminada called excitement! Though she tried to refrain from thinking that in the moment. Bombs away!
Day 3
Buy the most edible looking item.
Now, disguises weren't exactly Illuminada's strong point. She was clumsy, fidgety and in need on constant movement. Not to mention she was at expert at tying herself in knots. The more apparel she wore, the more tangled up she got. After applying copious amounts of apparel, she looked ridiculous, but in her objective opinion, she couldn't have cared less. She only had one task now, so how she looked did not phase her at all.
Enzul. Old as the Shifting Emporium himself. Now that was certainly the name of a dragon she wanted to meet. She made finding him her new objective.
Peering around the streets, she spotted a rickety old restaurant, decaying but somewhat lively. Perfect.
Now, Illumindada wasn't terribly the best at reading signs OR dragons. She saw no harm in accepting the stranger's offer. And she was hungry. Browsing the menu, she found a nice meal of juicy insects that seemed mildly appealing. Lowering the menu mysteriously to her nose, she ordered....only after that becoming aware of the fact that she had no treasure...which was basically her bargaining chip. Oh drat.