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[i]Dreams that seem unclear when a dragon wakes up or that disappears from their memory to quick are said to have been touched by Weavers.[/i]
DreamWeavers are one of the Arcane's many experiments, this time, an attempt to tap into the mystery of dreams - how they come to be and the power that they hold. They exist throughout the Startfall Isles and tend to get attached to beings that seem to live in their own world, or show abundant creativity.[/center]
DreamWeavers
Lore
Dreams that seem unclear when a dragon wakes up or that disappears from their memory to quick are said to have been touched by Weavers.
DreamWeavers are one of the Arcane's many experiments, this time, an attempt to tap into the mystery of dreams - how they come to be and the power that they hold. They exist throughout the Startfall Isles and tend to get attached to beings that seem to live in their own world, or show abundant creativity.
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[size=4]For so long, we had been cold. There was nothing for us but cold and silence in our shells. Our mothers had left us. Not that we could ever blame them. Our home was always cold, and when the blizzards came, the mothers left with as many eggs as they could carry. But we were left behind.
So we found a new mother.
Where days were spent in blizzardy rage, the light of the moon and its subtle warmth, it’s very magic, filled our eggs, and brought us life. She gave us new colors and told us we were hers. Our scales gleam with the light of the moon and her sister stars, the cold edges of space drawn into our wings with her as our guide.
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Lunarwings
Lore
For so long, we had been cold. There was nothing for us but cold and silence in our shells. Our mothers had left us. Not that we could ever blame them. Our home was always cold, and when the blizzards came, the mothers left with as many eggs as they could carry. But we were left behind.
So we found a new mother.
Where days were spent in blizzardy rage, the light of the moon and its subtle warmth, it’s very magic, filled our eggs, and brought us life. She gave us new colors and told us we were hers. Our scales gleam with the light of the moon and her sister stars, the cold edges of space drawn into our wings with her as our guide.
We are the children of the frozen moon.
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Pearl Statues[/size][br][font=Courier]
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Pearl Statues are dragons born with a genetic disorder passed down from their forefathers. They have begun to emit pearl sludge from their skin; when it hardens, they will turn into statues, a monument of who they used to be. This happens when they get close to death, be it via sickness, age or injury. Most gradually become more and more statue-like as time passes.
The defect was a result of living too close to the Wyrmwound for too long. When these dragons left the Scarred Wasteland, the defect stayed, and passed on to their children and their children's children.
Pearl Statues
Lore
Pearl Statues are dragons born with a genetic disorder passed down from their forefathers. They have begun to emit pearl sludge from their skin; when it hardens, they will turn into statues, a monument of who they used to be. This happens when they get close to death, be it via sickness, age or injury. Most gradually become more and more statue-like as time passes.
The defect was a result of living too close to the Wyrmwound for too long. When these dragons left the Scarred Wasteland, the defect stayed, and passed on to their children and their children's children.
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[color=tan][size=7]Sphinxes[/size][br][font=calibri][/color]
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Sphinxes were created by a small group of Beastclan members in an effort to create their [i]own[/i] dragons to fight for their cause. How they obtained a cauldron, ingredients, and the Nekomatas (Speculated to give the dragons a genetic allegiance to their masters) used to create a clutch of bogsneak eggs is unknown. Nevertheless, what hatched from the eggs is surely not what they hoped for.
Not being a relatively large breed, these bogsneaks in particular act as rather large, lazy cats. Because they lack the fur intended and scales that their wild brethren possess, they must rely on heat sources or thick clothing for warmth in cold environments. They also require more baths and protection from sun than wild bogsneaks.
Sphinxes
Lore
Sphinxes were created by a small group of Beastclan members in an effort to create their own dragons to fight for their cause. How they obtained a cauldron, ingredients, and the Nekomatas (Speculated to give the dragons a genetic allegiance to their masters) used to create a clutch of bogsneak eggs is unknown. Nevertheless, what hatched from the eggs is surely not what they hoped for.
Not being a relatively large breed, these bogsneaks in particular act as rather large, lazy cats. Because they lack the fur intended and scales that their wild brethren possess, they must rely on heat sources or thick clothing for warmth in cold environments. They also require more baths and protection from sun than wild bogsneaks.
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[b]Magmabornes[/b][/size][br][font=Century Gothic]
[b]NOTE:[/b] These are not mine, But they are still being bred and Im trying to revive them!.
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The Magmaborne are led by Hyperion, eldest of their kind. These dragons are known for their ritualistic nature, indoctrinated at birth with a pilgrimage to bathe in the lava pools in each subregion of the Ashfall Wastes that ends in The Great Furnace. During their pilgrimage they are also imbued with the qualities of a warrior, strength of mind, willpower, spirit and body. They are known for being incredibly patient, but swift to brutal and effective action if the situation calls for it. It is said that each subsequent dip strengthens their natural armor, causing them to resemble the flow of lava, and the older they get, the stronger their armor becomes. They are proud warriors, one and all, ritualistic in their worship and their training. Each morning they wake, commence a ritual lava bath and cleansing, and flow through the motions of their individual fighting styles (though all tend to resemble each other, each will carry its own special flair to how they fight).
Magmabornes
NOTE: These are not mine, But they are still being bred and Im trying to revive them!.
Lore
The Magmaborne are led by Hyperion, eldest of their kind. These dragons are known for their ritualistic nature, indoctrinated at birth with a pilgrimage to bathe in the lava pools in each subregion of the Ashfall Wastes that ends in The Great Furnace. During their pilgrimage they are also imbued with the qualities of a warrior, strength of mind, willpower, spirit and body. They are known for being incredibly patient, but swift to brutal and effective action if the situation calls for it. It is said that each subsequent dip strengthens their natural armor, causing them to resemble the flow of lava, and the older they get, the stronger their armor becomes. They are proud warriors, one and all, ritualistic in their worship and their training. Each morning they wake, commence a ritual lava bath and cleansing, and flow through the motions of their individual fighting styles (though all tend to resemble each other, each will carry its own special flair to how they fight).
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PARADOXES[/size][br][font=PREFERRED FONT]
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Oh boy. I have too much lore to fit here. Just click on the link, it'll take you to the thread.
Paradoxes
PARADOXES
Lore
Oh boy. I have too much lore to fit here. Just click on the link, it'll take you to the thread.
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[size=5][font=Century][u]THE GOETIA-BORN[/u][/size][/center]
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[font=Century]The Goetia-born are beings often summoned to Sornieth by experienced mages seeking magical guidance and wisdom...or by foolish individuals that are far from prepared to convince these otherworldly beings to grant their desires.
They manifest in the forms of the dragons of Sornieth, crafted by a deity of their own - the Chainbreaker. A being of both light and fire, the deity broke free of the bonds of darkness that once consumed the world that they reclaimed. The Underworld is perpetually at odds with a creature known as the Entity, a hivemind composed of thousands of souls in a body that can split apart into an army known as Vessels. The Chainbreaker once fought it alone, but can do so no longer. Instead their children, the Goetia-born, fight valiantly in the deity's place.
The Underworld, though separate from Sornieth, follows multiple concepts found in the realm it lies beside. Goetia-born dragons go by the names of the breeds they’re modeled after, and form clans of their own called ‘legions’. They have a variety of elements in their number, but unlike Sornieth, are far from divided. They unite together as one to protect their lone deity from the Entity, very rarely making adversaries of one another. Strangely enough, despite appearing almost exactly like the dragons of Sornieth, they are also completely genetically incompatible with their lookalikes.
It takes a wise individual to both summon and tame a Goetia-born. Virtually anyone can summon one of them, but taming one is an entirely different matter. Without the proper procedures and respect in a ritual, a summoner will meet a grisly end...either fallen victim to the being they called upon, or dragged back to the Underworld to come face to face with their sins.
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THE GOETIA-BORN
Lore
The Goetia-born are beings often summoned to Sornieth by experienced mages seeking magical guidance and wisdom...or by foolish individuals that are far from prepared to convince these otherworldly beings to grant their desires.
They manifest in the forms of the dragons of Sornieth, crafted by a deity of their own - the Chainbreaker. A being of both light and fire, the deity broke free of the bonds of darkness that once consumed the world that they reclaimed. The Underworld is perpetually at odds with a creature known as the Entity, a hivemind composed of thousands of souls in a body that can split apart into an army known as Vessels. The Chainbreaker once fought it alone, but can do so no longer. Instead their children, the Goetia-born, fight valiantly in the deity's place.
The Underworld, though separate from Sornieth, follows multiple concepts found in the realm it lies beside. Goetia-born dragons go by the names of the breeds they’re modeled after, and form clans of their own called ‘legions’. They have a variety of elements in their number, but unlike Sornieth, are far from divided. They unite together as one to protect their lone deity from the Entity, very rarely making adversaries of one another. Strangely enough, despite appearing almost exactly like the dragons of Sornieth, they are also completely genetically incompatible with their lookalikes.
It takes a wise individual to both summon and tame a Goetia-born. Virtually anyone can summon one of them, but taming one is an entirely different matter. Without the proper procedures and respect in a ritual, a summoner will meet a grisly end...either fallen victim to the being they called upon, or dragged back to the Underworld to come face to face with their sins.
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Sacrificial Flames[/size][br][font=Playfair Display]
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The story starts with a hatch of Flambebe’s being taught to forage for plants by their parents, Eridanus and Jubilee. The family were led by the clan scout, Inigo, an earth dragon from The Dragon Home who had come to the Ashfall Waste to live with his childhood friend, Jubilee. The family of Flambebes and the scout had walked to The Scorched Forest in hopes of a fun day training the newest addition to the clan. In a horrible turn of events, Jubilee, his mate, and Inigo were attacked by remnants of The Shade, known to be scattered across Sornieth. It was unknown that remnants of The Shade lurked so close to home, and it was the Scout’s job to know these sorts of things.
As The Shade approached them with its tendrils of chaotic and all-consuming power, the family knew this was it. Eridanus held out her wings to shield her babies, and Jubilee tried to keep the hatchlings calm by making them laugh. Inigo, in a split-decision, used his earth magic to distract The Shade from the family and instead target him. Once the family saw what Inigo was doing, Eridanus and Jubilee threw their babies onto their backs and took off for home, leaving Inigo behind to die. But, Inigo was not afraid. He blamed himself for this.
‘If only I knew The Shade was here...’
‘If only I had picked another location to gather in…’
His last thoughts were that of wishing the family of Flamebebes made it back safely. Then, all Inigo felt was pain and he blacked out.... ([url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/drs/2824735/1#post_42348430]Read More[/url])
Sacrificial Flames
Lore
The story starts with a hatch of Flambebe’s being taught to forage for plants by their parents, Eridanus and Jubilee. The family were led by the clan scout, Inigo, an earth dragon from The Dragon Home who had come to the Ashfall Waste to live with his childhood friend, Jubilee. The family of Flambebes and the scout had walked to The Scorched Forest in hopes of a fun day training the newest addition to the clan. In a horrible turn of events, Jubilee, his mate, and Inigo were attacked by remnants of The Shade, known to be scattered across Sornieth. It was unknown that remnants of The Shade lurked so close to home, and it was the Scout’s job to know these sorts of things.
As The Shade approached them with its tendrils of chaotic and all-consuming power, the family knew this was it. Eridanus held out her wings to shield her babies, and Jubilee tried to keep the hatchlings calm by making them laugh. Inigo, in a split-decision, used his earth magic to distract The Shade from the family and instead target him. Once the family saw what Inigo was doing, Eridanus and Jubilee threw their babies onto their backs and took off for home, leaving Inigo behind to die. But, Inigo was not afraid. He blamed himself for this.
‘If only I knew The Shade was here...’
‘If only I had picked another location to gather in…’
His last thoughts were that of wishing the family of Flamebebes made it back safely. Then, all Inigo felt was pain and he blacked out.... (Read More)
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Forest Fires[/size][br][font=Playfair Display]
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What had once been a lush and lively forest was reduced to a spread of dull, dried trees with barren branches with few leaves left on an etiolated ground, void of life more than a few hardy rodents and some enduring plant life. The only intelligent life there, were the nymphs and ents… tree-beings locked to the forest they had been born in. Their lands were poisoned by the all-consuming shade, feeding on the Forest’s magic. However, The Shade was only a remnant of what it once was, and would remain overlooked by the gods and goddesses who once fought to rid the world of it.
Holding back the shade with all their might, the spirits of the forest knew that this was a battle they would not survive. They vowed to take the shade down with them, and they used a gift bestowed upon them by Flamecaller herself to set the forest ablaze and clear the land so life could thrive once again.
Their bravery was noted, and flamecaller blessed the ents and dryads by giving them new bodies as dragons. ([url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/drs/2836328/1#post_42639022]This is a brief description. Read the full story here[/url])
Forest Fires
Lore
What had once been a lush and lively forest was reduced to a spread of dull, dried trees with barren branches with few leaves left on an etiolated ground, void of life more than a few hardy rodents and some enduring plant life. The only intelligent life there, were the nymphs and ents… tree-beings locked to the forest they had been born in. Their lands were poisoned by the all-consuming shade, feeding on the Forest’s magic. However, The Shade was only a remnant of what it once was, and would remain overlooked by the gods and goddesses who once fought to rid the world of it.
Holding back the shade with all their might, the spirits of the forest knew that this was a battle they would not survive. They vowed to take the shade down with them, and they used a gift bestowed upon them by Flamecaller herself to set the forest ablaze and clear the land so life could thrive once again.
Their bravery was noted, and flamecaller blessed the ents and dryads by giving them new bodies as dragons. (This is a brief description. Read the full story here)
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Abscissers[/size][br][font=PREFERRED FONT]
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The abscissers are hybrid of nature and plague, able to rot organic matter to grow their own forces. Most commonly, they can only affect plants, but some are born with the ability to affect animals as well. They tend to share their body with various molds and parasites or insects, and may even become somewhat vegetal themselves.
Abscissers
Lore
The abscissers are hybrid of nature and plague, able to rot organic matter to grow their own forces. Most commonly, they can only affect plants, but some are born with the ability to affect animals as well. They tend to share their body with various molds and parasites or insects, and may even become somewhat vegetal themselves.
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