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Haha yeah I didn't realize it until I saw his lineage xD
My friend actually owns Tesoro so I had asked if she'd nest him since I wanted a boy xD
Haha yeah I didn't realize it until I saw his lineage xD
My friend actually owns Tesoro so I had asked if she'd nest him since I wanted a boy xD
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[columns] @awaicu Name: Aodhan Founder's Line: Bitten by Iaomoni (Morgana's Line) Generation Number: N/A (The lore is below! Please let me know if it doesn't fit with bitten derg lore) [nextcol][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/92786166][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/927862/92786166_350.png[/img][/url][/columns] [rule] [b]Lore[/b]: A dragon born with an intense version of pyrokinesis. While impressive, it caused a lot of problems in his life. Enough of which, lead him to leaving his home to go to a place more fitting for him. While traveling to that place, Aodhan had his first encounter with Iaomoni as she was hunting. He ended up securing the victim, though not unharmed, for the first time in her life. As such, he became his next target. He, on the other hand, couldn't stop wondering on how that creature managed to cool his temperature down. Eventually the two meet with Aodhan getting bitten and becoming 'hers'. He becomes the light which she hides behind. As such, Aodan has become reclusive, but when she gets hungry? Aodhan, and the chittering beast, make an appearance.
@awaicu
Name: Aodhan
Founder's Line: Bitten by Iaomoni (Morgana's Line)
Generation Number: N/A

(The lore is below! Please let me know if it doesn't fit with bitten derg lore)
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Lore: A dragon born with an intense version of pyrokinesis. While impressive, it caused a lot of problems in his life. Enough of which, lead him to leaving his home to go to a place more fitting for him.

While traveling to that place, Aodhan had his first encounter with Iaomoni as she was hunting. He ended up securing the victim, though not unharmed, for the first time in her life. As such, he became his next target. He, on the other hand, couldn't stop wondering on how that creature managed to cool his temperature down.

Eventually the two meet with Aodhan getting bitten and becoming 'hers'. He becomes the light which she hides behind. As such, Aodan has become reclusive, but when she gets hungry?

Aodhan, and the chittering beast, make an appearance.
@awaicu: Hello! Got my new babies to register :D Even got their outfits planned out :) [b]Name:[/b] Velvet [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/93172466][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/931725/93172466_350.png[/img][/url] [b]Founder's Line:[/b] Morgana's line [b]Generation Number:[/b] VII [b]Lore:[/b] (Still WIP) Every circus needs a costume designer! With half-siblings already part of the clan's Witch Flame Circus and the expert skill with a needle and thread, Velvet found her calling. But beware the strands of threads if you wander the circus when everything is dark, she is able to detect the slightest movements along her threads, much like a spider. Victims of Velvet are found with red threads wrapped around them. [outfit=2511421] [b]Name:[/b] Sleep [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/93172474][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/931725/93172474_350.png[/img][/url] [b]Founder's Line:[/b] Blackmore's line [b]Generation Number:[/b] III [b]Lore:[/b] (Still WIP) Life within the belly of the library is silent. Mother devours every noise so that she could be at peace. Inky puddles dripped over her nest, their father had visited before returning to his bottle. The ink stained the eggs. The eggs hatched in silence. Life was born from Silence. The three siblings were a quiet trio. They couldn't speak. They made no sounds. It was as if they were just shadows with ink stained hides. Sleep found use of her ink powers when targeting her victims. Studious scholars or writers find themselves falling asleep with their work with their ink bottles bottles open be warned. Sleep lulls her victims to sleep, creating a small silence field around her chosen victim and will emerge from the open bottle. In the morning her victims can be found with ink coming from their mouths. Forever dreaming of the work they were working on. [outfit=2511426]
@awaicu:
Hello! Got my new babies to register :D
Even got their outfits planned out :)

Name: Velvet
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Founder's Line: Morgana's line
Generation Number: VII
Lore: (Still WIP)
Every circus needs a costume designer! With half-siblings already part of the clan's Witch Flame Circus and the expert skill with a needle and thread, Velvet found her calling. But beware the strands of threads if you wander the circus when everything is dark, she is able to detect the slightest movements along her threads, much like a spider. Victims of Velvet are found with red threads wrapped around them.

Velvet


Name: Sleep
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Founder's Line: Blackmore's line
Generation Number: III
Lore: (Still WIP)
Life within the belly of the library is silent. Mother devours every noise so that she could be at peace. Inky puddles dripped over her nest, their father had visited before returning to his bottle. The ink stained the eggs. The eggs hatched in silence. Life was born from Silence. The three siblings were a quiet trio. They couldn't speak. They made no sounds. It was as if they were just shadows with ink stained hides.
Sleep found use of her ink powers when targeting her victims. Studious scholars or writers find themselves falling asleep with their work with their ink bottles bottles open be warned. Sleep lulls her victims to sleep, creating a small silence field around her chosen victim and will emerge from the open bottle. In the morning her victims can be found with ink coming from their mouths. Forever dreaming of the work they were working on.

Sleep
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@awaicu: Sorry, got another one lol [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/93296438][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/932965/93296438_350.png[/img][/url] [b]Name:[/b] Cymbeline [b]Founder's Line:[/b] Roe's Line [b]Generation Number:[/b] VI [b]Lore:[/b] Still WIP but his name means Sun Hound :D
@awaicu:
Sorry, got another one lol

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Name: Cymbeline
Founder's Line: Roe's Line
Generation Number: VI
Lore: Still WIP but his name means Sun Hound :D
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[center]@awaicu finally got these two all dressed up, so it's lore time! [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/92938251][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/929383/92938251_350.png[/img][/url] [b]name:[/b] casanova. [b]founder's line:[/b] morgana's line. [b]generation number:[/b] vi. [b]lore:[/b] casanova's spirit resides within a deck of care-worn tarot cards, currently in the possession of her bitten lover, vaudeville. together, the two of them target those unfortunate dragons who come to them for a reading. the bodies of their victims are often found in positions that replicate the images printing on the cards. [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/92984998][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/929850/92984998_350.png[/img][/url] [b]name:[/b] vaudeville. [b]founder's line:[/b] bitten by casanova (morgana's line). [b]generation number:[/b] n/a. [b]lore:[/b] fortune teller of the cirque d'ombres. as a younger dragon, vaudeville discovered the tarot deck haunted by the spirit of the barghest, casanova being sold in a pawn shop. rather than draining him outright, as she had so many before, casanova became enchanted by his silver tongue and knack for drawing in unwitting souls. slowly, she revealed her presence to him -- and, eventually, the two of them become lovers. her bite was the final act of their courtship, a method by which they might be bound forever.[/center]
@awaicu finally got these two all dressed up, so it's lore time!

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name: casanova.
founder's line: morgana's line.
generation number: vi.
lore: casanova's spirit resides within a deck of care-worn tarot cards, currently in the possession of her bitten lover, vaudeville. together, the two of them target those unfortunate dragons who come to them for a reading. the bodies of their victims are often found in positions that replicate the images printing on the cards.

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name: vaudeville.
founder's line: bitten by casanova (morgana's line).
generation number: n/a.
lore: fortune teller of the cirque d'ombres. as a younger dragon, vaudeville discovered the tarot deck haunted by the spirit of the barghest, casanova being sold in a pawn shop. rather than draining him outright, as she had so many before, casanova became enchanted by his silver tongue and knack for drawing in unwitting souls. slowly, she revealed her presence to him -- and, eventually, the two of them become lovers. her bite was the final act of their courtship, a method by which they might be bound forever.
@awaicu: She is complete! And ready to be registered :D [b]Name:[/b] Circe [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/93272265][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/932723/93272265_350.png[/img][/url] [b]Founder's Line:[/b] Herald's Line [b]Generation Number:[/b] II [b]Lore:[/b] In Bio
@awaicu:

She is complete! And ready to be registered :D

Name: Circe
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Founder's Line: Herald's Line
Generation Number: II
Lore: In Bio
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@awaicu I think I found Circe a proper mate! lol Cannot wait for their future children :D [b]Name:[/b] Tiresias [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/93457959][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/934580/93457959_350.png[/img][/url] [b]Founder's Line:[/b] Bitten by Circe [b]Generation Number:[/b] N/A [b]Lore:[/b] wip
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I think I found Circe a proper mate! lol Cannot wait for their future children :D

Name: Tiresias
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Founder's Line: Bitten by Circe
Generation Number: N/A
Lore: wip
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@NickelDragons @Jemiii @WolfandCrow

Everyone to this point has been added! Loving all the new bitten friends ;U ;
@NickelDragons @Jemiii @WolfandCrow

Everyone to this point has been added! Loving all the new bitten friends ;U ;
[columns] @awaicu [b]Name:[/b] Bevroren [b]Founder's Line:[/b] Ire/Alabaster line [b]Generation Number:[/b] 2 [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/91536691][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/915367/91536691_350.png[/img][/url] [/columns] [center][b]Lore[/b] [i]A howl, returned by another almost more similar to a shriek echoed off the walls.[/i] The snow crunched under his massive paws. The same icy powder coating the ruins around him, reflecting off the large pale moon. It was here that he would catch his prey, he laughed to himself as fog began to seep from his form. He watched as it began to twist around the tiny nocturne that had wandered into the ruins. He knew what would happen, he did this every time he hunted. First the prey would be disoriented by the hallucinations caused by the fog, then he would strike. And he would feast. He howled again, this one echoing off the frosty halls. She let out another cry, this one less of a shriek of fear and more of a challenge. [i]Challenging me? How sweet. [/i] He thought to himself, before leaping out of the fog, grinning, his fangs dripping with anticipation of a successful hunt. However, the nocturn fought back, for almost a split second the two stood staring at each other, before leaping at each other’s throats. The nocturne's shrieks eerily harmonizing with his own as they painted the pristine white floor with each other's blood. He leapt in, raking her across the stomach and she fell to the floor. But before he could feast a blinding light filled the room. When he did come to he felt, strange. The world was shrouded around him, and the nocturne stood before him. [i] "How?"[/i] he snarled leaping at her, only to pass through. It was then he realized that no longer did the snow crunch under his feet. [i]" What did you do to me you witch?!"[/i] he snarled at her. Where he had once harmed her was now gilded in gold. "Now, we can talk like civilized creatures" she turned to him. "Besides you didn't think you could kill me could you?" she laughed. ""What is dead may never die. Now, what shall we do with you?" [i]He recoiled in shock, somehow this creature had bound him to her, sealing his physical form within her own. But she seemed eager to work with him.[/i] [b]Welcome in Bevroren, and his bound Leota the nightcaller. And necromancer of the momento mori liniage[/b] [columns] [b]Name:[/b] Leota [b]Founder's Line:[/b] Bound to Ire/Alabaster line [b]Generation Number:[/b] N/A [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/63696077][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/636961/63696077_350.png[/img][/url] [/columns] [/center]
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Name: Bevroren
Founder's Line: Ire/Alabaster line
Generation Number: 2
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Lore
A howl, returned by another almost more similar to a shriek echoed off the walls.

The snow crunched under his massive paws. The same icy powder coating the ruins around him, reflecting off the large pale moon. It was here that he would catch his prey, he laughed to himself as fog began to seep from his form. He watched as it began to twist around the tiny nocturne that had wandered into the ruins.

He knew what would happen, he did this every time he hunted. First the prey would be disoriented by the hallucinations caused by the fog, then he would strike. And he would feast. He howled again, this one echoing off the frosty halls.

She let out another cry, this one less of a shriek of fear and more of a challenge. Challenging me? How sweet. He thought to himself, before leaping out of the fog, grinning, his fangs dripping with anticipation of a successful hunt. However, the nocturn fought back, for almost a split second the two stood staring at each other, before leaping at each other’s throats. The nocturne's shrieks eerily harmonizing with his own as they painted the pristine white floor with each other's blood. He leapt in, raking her across the stomach and she fell to the floor. But before he could feast a blinding light filled the room.

When he did come to he felt, strange. The world was shrouded around him, and the nocturne stood before him. "How?" he snarled leaping at her, only to pass through. It was then he realized that no longer did the snow crunch under his feet. " What did you do to me you witch?!" he snarled at her. Where he had once harmed her was now gilded in gold. "Now, we can talk like civilized creatures" she turned to him. "Besides you didn't think you could kill me could you?" she laughed. ""What is dead may never die. Now, what shall we do with you?"

He recoiled in shock, somehow this creature had bound him to her, sealing his physical form within her own. But she seemed eager to work with him.


Welcome in Bevroren, and his bound Leota the nightcaller. And necromancer of the momento mori liniage


Name: Leota
Founder's Line: Bound to Ire/Alabaster line
Generation Number: N/A
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Oop almost forgot. @awaicu Name: Rogue [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/87030824][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/870309/87030824_350.png[/img][/url] Founder's Line: Bitten by Scarab Generation Number: n/a Lore: In bio ----- Name: Spade [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/91780456][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/917805/91780456_350.png[/img][/url] Founder's Line: Blackmore Generation Number: 3 Lore: WIP in bio. I'll finish it once I have the brain.
Oop almost forgot.

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Name: Rogue
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Founder's Line: Bitten by Scarab
Generation Number: n/a
Lore: In bio

Name: Spade
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Founder's Line: Blackmore
Generation Number: 3
Lore: WIP in bio. I'll finish it once I have the brain.
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