@Xenonyn
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[center]Nakia was summoned into Sornieth, having been ripped from her somewhat hectic life within the Underworld. Her immediate reaction was to spit fire at whoever had dared to call upon a demon such as her, whose power was virtually unrivaled where she used to live. Ruffling her feathers to make herself look more intimidating, she scanned her surroundings, fiery eyes darting everywhere to find who had brought her here.
There was nothing but an Obelisk statue in front of her. A small, moth-like dragon fluttered near it. Nakia immediately flattened her impressive crest of feathers in annoyance. Oh. An Aether dragon. Weren’t they supposed to be bigger?
Either way, she had no intention of staying. However, when she went to leave, she found that her powers had been blocked by some kind of barrier. If she couldn’t leave, how had she even been brought here in the first place? In a fit of rage, she began hissing and setting her surroundings ablaze, uncaring of what caught flame.
That is, until the statue that was previously dormant sprang to life and halted her in her tracks before she could get ahead of herself. Nakia hissed in pain as stone collided with scales. The Aether that had previously floated around harmlessly was now snickered at her predicament, a talon covering their mouth while their three other arms pointed at her mockingly.
Oh, great. Just [i]great.[/i]
She was going to be stuck living here with these two, now wasn’t she?[/center]
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Xenonyn
Nakia was summoned into Sornieth, having been ripped from her somewhat hectic life within the Underworld. Her immediate reaction was to spit fire at whoever had dared to call upon a demon such as her, whose power was virtually unrivaled where she used to live. Ruffling her feathers to make herself look more intimidating, she scanned her surroundings, fiery eyes darting everywhere to find who had brought her here.
There was nothing but an Obelisk statue in front of her. A small, moth-like dragon fluttered near it. Nakia immediately flattened her impressive crest of feathers in annoyance. Oh. An Aether dragon. Weren’t they supposed to be bigger?
Either way, she had no intention of staying. However, when she went to leave, she found that her powers had been blocked by some kind of barrier. If she couldn’t leave, how had she even been brought here in the first place? In a fit of rage, she began hissing and setting her surroundings ablaze, uncaring of what caught flame.
That is, until the statue that was previously dormant sprang to life and halted her in her tracks before she could get ahead of herself. Nakia hissed in pain as stone collided with scales. The Aether that had previously floated around harmlessly was now snickered at her predicament, a talon covering their mouth while their three other arms pointed at her mockingly.
Oh, great. Just great.
She was going to be stuck living here with these two, now wasn’t she?
@Dreamsicle262
[s]Sorry that this is a bit short and probably messy as all get out-[/s]
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Callaway is a mysterious and elusive dragon. Dragons only get a glimpse of the undertides' blazing orange eyes or the end of one of their wine-red tentacles before they disappear into the shadows not illuminated by the occasional bioluminescent mushrooms that light the otherwise pitch-black woods that surround the clan. Some claim that the dragon is training, but for what? Nobody is sure. Some speculate they're training up to try and take over the clan, so some keep an eye on the undertide. So far, nothing more unusual has been reported. Still, the clan keeps watch and waits.
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Np: I'd like some lore for Banjo here ([s]He's got a bit in his bio if it helps[/s])
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Dreamsicle262
Sorry that this is a bit short and probably messy as all get out-
Callaway is a mysterious and elusive dragon. Dragons only get a glimpse of the undertides' blazing orange eyes or the end of one of their wine-red tentacles before they disappear into the shadows not illuminated by the occasional bioluminescent mushrooms that light the otherwise pitch-black woods that surround the clan. Some claim that the dragon is training, but for what? Nobody is sure. Some speculate they're training up to try and take over the clan, so some keep an eye on the undertide. So far, nothing more unusual has been reported. Still, the clan keeps watch and waits.
Np: I'd like some lore for Banjo here (
He's got a bit in his bio if it helps)
@MilkshakeTrex
Love Banjo and his personality, and I decided to go for a more story-based lore blurb than a description blurb. Hope that's okay!
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The moment he stepped into the Neon Liminal, Banjo knew something was afoot. This place was practically burning his eyes out with bright colors, although he wasn't all too concerned. Just a bit disoriented.
"Well I'd reckon this ain't nowhere near my hometown. Where the devil am I?"
Picking up his banjo and holding it close, he looked around the spacious mall, wondering where he would take to first. Banjo was completely out of his element, but that wouldn't stop the southern country man from playing his banjo and exploring this strange new place he had found himself in.
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Would really love lore for this big fella! His broadcast has a little insight on his personality, but feel free to twist the narrative however you'd like!
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MilkshakeTrex
Love Banjo and his personality, and I decided to go for a more story-based lore blurb than a description blurb. Hope that's okay!
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The moment he stepped into the Neon Liminal, Banjo knew something was afoot. This place was practically burning his eyes out with bright colors, although he wasn't all too concerned. Just a bit disoriented.
"Well I'd reckon this ain't nowhere near my hometown. Where the devil am I?"
Picking up his banjo and holding it close, he looked around the spacious mall, wondering where he would take to first. Banjo was completely out of his element, but that wouldn't stop the southern country man from playing his banjo and exploring this strange new place he had found himself in.
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Would really love lore for this big fella! His broadcast has a little insight on his personality, but feel free to twist the narrative however you'd like!
[center]@StarLink
Let's revive this awesome thread c:
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[indent]Many tales were whispered around hearths and under moonlit skies of Fury's exploits. He had faced the cunning wiles of the beasts within the darkest corners of his homeland, the monsters' howls echoing through the valleys, yet he emerged unscathed, his resolve unbroken. He had stalked the elusive deer through the thickets, moving with the grace of a leaf on the breeze, and brought sustenance to those in need- namely his Clanmates, yet he wouldn't hesitate in helping others if he stumbled upon them.
Fury, with scales as dark as the midnight sky and eyes gleaming like stars under his cowl, wielded an enchanted bow crafted by the skilled hands of the ancient woodland artisans. This bow, named "Starlight's Grace," was adorned with runes of power, imbued with the magic of the forests themselves. Its arrows, feathered with plumage of secret origins- as if from a species unknown,- and tipped with crystals of dark Barbour hue, never missed their mark and carried with them the strength of the earth... A golden glow engulfing both Hunter and his Arrows whenever his shot needed to be true and swift, and an ominous, almost sickly green mist flying from the crystal whenever his shot needed to be truly deadly.
Having heard all these tales, many Dragons paused whenever they saw Fury for the first time- his appearance was certainly a bit "off" from what they imagined at first; he was certainly dark as midnight, but his clothes were bright and adorned with gold, mismatched hues conjoined and covered in mosses and foliage from the native plants of the surrounding lands. It was as if he were attempting a poor cosplay of the fabled hunter... Yet whenever they witnessed Fury in action? All doubts left their minds.
Fury's odd appearance suddenly made sense. All of a sudden, he melded into the surrounding environment, his foliage changing to match wherever he was hunting, his gold accented body shimmering and blending in an almost hypnotic manner... Confusing anyone who spotted him into believing that what they saw was simply a ray of sunlight, a stray leaf, a butterfly...
Fury had his reasons. And he doesn't have to justify himself to those who doubt him. [/indent]
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[b]Next person[/b], please pick one of [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/lair/348859]THESE[/url] or [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/den/348859/1592674/4?name=&type=undefined]THESE[/url] dragons ^^
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StarLink
Let's revive this awesome thread c:
Many tales were whispered around hearths and under moonlit skies of Fury's exploits. He had faced the cunning wiles of the beasts within the darkest corners of his homeland, the monsters' howls echoing through the valleys, yet he emerged unscathed, his resolve unbroken. He had stalked the elusive deer through the thickets, moving with the grace of a leaf on the breeze, and brought sustenance to those in need- namely his Clanmates, yet he wouldn't hesitate in helping others if he stumbled upon them.
Fury, with scales as dark as the midnight sky and eyes gleaming like stars under his cowl, wielded an enchanted bow crafted by the skilled hands of the ancient woodland artisans. This bow, named "Starlight's Grace," was adorned with runes of power, imbued with the magic of the forests themselves. Its arrows, feathered with plumage of secret origins- as if from a species unknown,- and tipped with crystals of dark Barbour hue, never missed their mark and carried with them the strength of the earth... A golden glow engulfing both Hunter and his Arrows whenever his shot needed to be true and swift, and an ominous, almost sickly green mist flying from the crystal whenever his shot needed to be truly deadly.
Having heard all these tales, many Dragons paused whenever they saw Fury for the first time- his appearance was certainly a bit "off" from what they imagined at first; he was certainly dark as midnight, but his clothes were bright and adorned with gold, mismatched hues conjoined and covered in mosses and foliage from the native plants of the surrounding lands. It was as if he were attempting a poor cosplay of the fabled hunter... Yet whenever they witnessed Fury in action? All doubts left their minds.
Fury's odd appearance suddenly made sense. All of a sudden, he melded into the surrounding environment, his foliage changing to match wherever he was hunting, his gold accented body shimmering and blending in an almost hypnotic manner... Confusing anyone who spotted him into believing that what they saw was simply a ray of sunlight, a stray leaf, a butterfly...
Fury had his reasons. And he doesn't have to justify himself to those who doubt him.
Next person, please pick one of
THESE or
THESE dragons ^^
^ claim :)
@KyuuBird Yinei is so so beautiful! i just knew i had to write something for him after seeing him :)
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[size=5][b]Yinei[/b][/size]
No one knew where he had come from. Some say that he was born of the earth and the wind, that one day, after a horrible duststorm, they'd found him as a hatchling curled up in the centre of the rubble. Or some said that he'd descended from the stars, after a particularly windy night where no one could sleep.
He didn't act of this earth. It was like he was a god himself, seemingly above all the world's weariness and woe. Or like a statue, unfeeling and unseeing. And sometimes, if you ever dared to come close enough to touch him, his skin would seemingly crumble like sand or dust, the tiny particles blowing away by a gentle breeze.
I hope you like it! saw that your den was for earth deities, so i felt like Yinei would be one too :)
most of my dragons dont have any lore, so feel free to pick one to write about! but if you wanted a recommendation, i'd love something for any one of these guys! they have a brief desc of their personalities in their bios :)
[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/92837809][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/928379/92837809.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/93548140][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/935482/93548140.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/91862908][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/918630/91862908.png[/img][/url]
^ claim :)
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KyuuBird Yinei is so so beautiful! i just knew i had to write something for him after seeing him :)
Yinei
No one knew where he had come from. Some say that he was born of the earth and the wind, that one day, after a horrible duststorm, they'd found him as a hatchling curled up in the centre of the rubble. Or some said that he'd descended from the stars, after a particularly windy night where no one could sleep.
He didn't act of this earth. It was like he was a god himself, seemingly above all the world's weariness and woe. Or like a statue, unfeeling and unseeing. And sometimes, if you ever dared to come close enough to touch him, his skin would seemingly crumble like sand or dust, the tiny particles blowing away by a gentle breeze.
I hope you like it! saw that your den was for earth deities, so i felt like Yinei would be one too :)
most of my dragons dont have any lore, so feel free to pick one to write about! but if you wanted a recommendation, i'd love something for any one of these guys! they have a brief desc of their personalities in their bios :)
@kiyoooo
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While he generally keeps to himself, Hydrangea has found himself in a sort of leadership position amongst the others in Starflower Grove. While it wasn't intentional, it wasn't long before others in the fields began to look up to the hard-working older dragon.
Hydrangea had already been prone to overexerting himself, even before he realized the way others viewed him. He's a bit past his prime, and certainly isn't great at accepting that he simply can't meet the already high expectations he once had for himself years ago. But now, he faces not only the expectations of himself, but those (imagined) expectations from others.
This doesn't go unnoticed by his fellow dragons in Starflower Grove, but Hydrangea's nature of keeping to himself often prevents them from having the heart to mention it.
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any dragon in [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/lair/602272/2113556/3?name=&type=undefined]this[/url] tab is great, but feel free to look at [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/den/602272/2113557/4?name=&type=undefined]this tab[/url] or [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/lair/602272/2436756?name=&type=undefined]this tab[/url] if need be :)
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kiyoooo
While he generally keeps to himself, Hydrangea has found himself in a sort of leadership position amongst the others in Starflower Grove. While it wasn't intentional, it wasn't long before others in the fields began to look up to the hard-working older dragon.
Hydrangea had already been prone to overexerting himself, even before he realized the way others viewed him. He's a bit past his prime, and certainly isn't great at accepting that he simply can't meet the already high expectations he once had for himself years ago. But now, he faces not only the expectations of himself, but those (imagined) expectations from others.
This doesn't go unnoticed by his fellow dragons in Starflower Grove, but Hydrangea's nature of keeping to himself often prevents them from having the heart to mention it.
any dragon in
this tab is great, but feel free to look at
this tab or
this tab if need be :)
@cervidologist claim!!!
Totally wanna write for cherrybomb!
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[center]CherryBomb was by no means your average SandSurge, not because she had magical abilities or a dark, tragic past. She was a normal-born SandSurge; expect for the obvious bright red scales. She stuck out like a brightly colored gecko, not the best for hunting beneath the cool sands, hidden among the foggy clouds of the shifting expanse. Never one for the stereotypical wiring and electrical handling of other SandSurges (she chalks it up to her plague blood, but that's besides the point) deciding to leave the shifting expanse, explore the world, and such. [/center]
[center]Traveling the land provided a great joy, but treasure was running out. It seems someone forgot to do a little bit of planning. Just so happens, a spiral caught her well while sitting in one of the many relaxing trees of the Everbloom Gardens. Stunned by her vibrant scales and the soft, warm glow of red lanterns that almost seemed to emit from her scales, Begging to paint her, she happily agreed, flattered that the very scales she felt disconnected her from others. The spiral dragon painted her, paid her time in coins, and bid her farewell. Assuming that was that, she went back on her way to job hunting. [/center]
Well, about two months later, after odd jobs here and there, someone recognizes her. Cherrybomb was shocked that some random dragon knew her! The dragon compliments her scales and speaks of how they saw her portrait in the grand gallery of the Viridian Labyrinth. She spoke of how she was akin to a beautiful hibiscus in bloom. The showing of the painting had boosted CherryBomb into a small but well-known model in the art community.
[center]Handfuls of famous artists in Gladekeepers Domain asked to paint her, leaving her stunned and flattered. Earning a portion of treasure for every modeling gig and sometimes from the showing of the paintings. Finally finding a job and one that worships the scales she found to be odd. [/center]
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cervidologist claim!!!
Totally wanna write for cherrybomb!
CherryBomb was by no means your average SandSurge, not because she had magical abilities or a dark, tragic past. She was a normal-born SandSurge; expect for the obvious bright red scales. She stuck out like a brightly colored gecko, not the best for hunting beneath the cool sands, hidden among the foggy clouds of the shifting expanse. Never one for the stereotypical wiring and electrical handling of other SandSurges (she chalks it up to her plague blood, but that's besides the point) deciding to leave the shifting expanse, explore the world, and such.
Traveling the land provided a great joy, but treasure was running out. It seems someone forgot to do a little bit of planning. Just so happens, a spiral caught her well while sitting in one of the many relaxing trees of the Everbloom Gardens. Stunned by her vibrant scales and the soft, warm glow of red lanterns that almost seemed to emit from her scales, Begging to paint her, she happily agreed, flattered that the very scales she felt disconnected her from others. The spiral dragon painted her, paid her time in coins, and bid her farewell. Assuming that was that, she went back on her way to job hunting.
Well, about two months later, after odd jobs here and there, someone recognizes her. Cherrybomb was shocked that some random dragon knew her! The dragon compliments her scales and speaks of how they saw her portrait in the grand gallery of the Viridian Labyrinth. She spoke of how she was akin to a beautiful hibiscus in bloom. The showing of the painting had boosted CherryBomb into a small but well-known model in the art community.
Handfuls of famous artists in Gladekeepers Domain asked to paint her, leaving her stunned and flattered. Earning a portion of treasure for every modeling gig and sometimes from the showing of the paintings. Finally finding a job and one that worships the scales she found to be odd.
[center]@Ozm1ck
Claim c:
Sorry it took a while! Feel free to use it with credit if you like it, if it's not to your liking that's okay too!
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[i]Within his realm of azure hue,
He knows the secrets, old and new,
Each ripple tells a tale untold,
Each crest a prophecy to behold.[/i][/center]
There spreads a tale amongst shore dwelling and deep-sea dwelling dragons alike, of an Oracle with no name. An oracle said to be the purest form of water magic, for they speak in currents and waves, and their body ripples and sways. Many believe the Oracle to be an incarnation of the Tide Lord 's very will itself, something he left behind before vanishing for so many years... Others think that the Oracle is the mouthpiece for the Ocean itself, or, simply, a hoax. A bedtime story for hatchlings to make them eager to practice their magical abilities and someday reach the level of magistery ad the Oracle.
The Oracle is all that, none of that, and more, and less. They're an enigma, lurking beneath the cold waves of the Sea of a Thousand Currents, seldom breaking the surface for any reason save for, perhaps, observing a storm to use in their rituals. Many dragons have claimed to see the Oracle, a glimmer of pristine gold flashing in the sunlight for a split second before vanishing behind a forest of kelp, or an ominously glowing orb of violet and azure hues shimmering into thin air like morning mist... Braver hatchlings (even adults) swim as far down as they can, in hopes of maybe, just maybe, meeting the fabled Oracle and asking them for a favor. It is said that the Oracle will grant anyone one "wish"- but the tales vary on that one. The Elders claim it's just fancy talk for "I'll read your fortune for free".
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[indent][b]Next person! Please pick from these tabs ^^[/b]
- [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/lair/348859/798315?name=&type=undefined]autumn[/url]
- [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/den/348859/2393608/3?name=&type=undefined]Kudzu's Teashop [/url]
- [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/den/348859/1971944/2?name=&type=undefined]Morderyn's experiments [/url][/indent]
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Ozm1ck
Claim c:
Sorry it took a while! Feel free to use it with credit if you like it, if it's not to your liking that's okay too!
Within his realm of azure hue,
He knows the secrets, old and new,
Each ripple tells a tale untold,
Each crest a prophecy to behold.
There spreads a tale amongst shore dwelling and deep-sea dwelling dragons alike, of an Oracle with no name. An oracle said to be the purest form of water magic, for they speak in currents and waves, and their body ripples and sways. Many believe the Oracle to be an incarnation of the Tide Lord 's very will itself, something he left behind before vanishing for so many years... Others think that the Oracle is the mouthpiece for the Ocean itself, or, simply, a hoax. A bedtime story for hatchlings to make them eager to practice their magical abilities and someday reach the level of magistery ad the Oracle.
The Oracle is all that, none of that, and more, and less. They're an enigma, lurking beneath the cold waves of the Sea of a Thousand Currents, seldom breaking the surface for any reason save for, perhaps, observing a storm to use in their rituals. Many dragons have claimed to see the Oracle, a glimmer of pristine gold flashing in the sunlight for a split second before vanishing behind a forest of kelp, or an ominously glowing orb of violet and azure hues shimmering into thin air like morning mist... Braver hatchlings (even adults) swim as far down as they can, in hopes of maybe, just maybe, meeting the fabled Oracle and asking them for a favor. It is said that the Oracle will grant anyone one "wish"- but the tales vary on that one. The Elders claim it's just fancy talk for "I'll read your fortune for free".
@KyuuBird
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KayNyne is one of the more feral experiments, acting like a cornered animal a lot of the time. The cults scientists have to keep a close on her or else she will get out and wreck havoc. When left alone she's often found sticking her nose in places it shouldn't be, knocking things over, playing with dangerous substances, and being a general nuisance. Regardless, or because of her shenanigans, Cztery has grown fond of her, and encourages her to cause problems Morderyn.
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KyuuBird
KayNyne is one of the more feral experiments, acting like a cornered animal a lot of the time. The cults scientists have to keep a close on her or else she will get out and wreck havoc. When left alone she's often found sticking her nose in places it shouldn't be, knocking things over, playing with dangerous substances, and being a general nuisance. Regardless, or because of her shenanigans, Cztery has grown fond of her, and encourages her to cause problems Morderyn.
