@The Book Nook @Ice Elves @Innocent Jewels
Well, we're halfway through the Crystalline Gala, and for some reason, a warm wind blew in! And brought three Gifted Chimes with them! Take a look at our all very-well ice themed ones (they got the memo and are all blue-ish), as well as our first official Ice Elves hatchling! He's a beautiful little guy, and has some fun lore. All of these were born the first day of the Gala, but I just finished their lore recently. In addition, keep an eye out, because four pairs will have hatchlings soon!
Lore
Split between three regions, that explained Ocean’s life pretty well. She was born in the Windswept Plateau, was named after the Sea of a Thousand Currents, a sentimental place to her parents, and she was also born on the day that started one year’s Crystalline Gala celebration. Some thought she should be more dedicated to the Icewarden because of that.
Ocean was sick of it. Did it really matter what colors her eyes were, what day she was born on, or what she was named after? Why did other dragons assume things about her because of that? “Wind dragons are supposed to be optimistic,” one dragon told her. “Why don’t you like swimming if your name is Ocean?” A hatchling once asked. It did not matter. And she would not be defined because of other’s assumptions. But she wants something to live for. So, almost like a guardian, she departed to search to find… something. The only thing she brought with her is a picture of the only dragon she could be herself around, the only one who let her be herself. He was gone now. So why stay?
Lore
“The depths of thought are what drive the universe forward. Without thought, the world would not exist in the manner it does today. Just like the depths of the ocean, knowledge is boundless and I look forward to observing how you all change the world. Now, class dismissed.”
That evening, Depths sat alone in his den, thinking. And thinking. And thinking. He made himself coffee, then sat again. And thought some more. Eventually, he came to a conclusion, or rather, a lonely question:
“What am I doing with my life?” The empty room didn’t respond. While his students were off trying to change the world, here he sat alone with no one to care for him, unable to do anything to directly impact the world. “Maybe, that all changes here,” He said to himself. And he began to write. Soon, the words were all that existed.
Lore
“What do you mean they were being mean to me? I didn’t notice,” Lake asked.
“They called you chubby,” her friend told her.
“Oh that? They just meant I’m cute. And they’re right.” Her friend rolled her eyes, but Lake was unfazed. She opened her mouth and…
“DON’T you start,” her friend told her. Lake closed her mouth. “You can’t just start singing in public!”
“Why not?” Lake asked. “If I want to, I’m going to. No one will stop me.” The other dragon sighed.
“Because it’s embarrassing. You really will do whatever you want to, won’t you?”
“Yep! That’s the only way to live. Now, come on. I have something to show you.” Minutes later, the two dragons sat atop a high hill, looking down on their home. “Do you know,” Lake said. “That some dragons say that mountains are the backs of [ihuuuuge[/i] dragons who are asleep under the ground?”
“That’s silly.”
“Well, just imagine. If you were a dragon that huge, would you mind small dragons climbing all over your back? It would probably tickle so much! And maybe some dragons would even build their dens on you!”
Soon, the two were laughing and having fun, problems forgotten. After all, friendship was the only important thing to the both of them.
Lore
Their eyes were locked in a fierce battle. Though they appeared relaxed and calm, there was in an intense tension between them. The Imperial stood tall, ensuring that his stature placed him above the neighboring Clan Leader. The political move was not lost on the leader. "My Lord," the Imperial said. "Our Clan requests your aid in this venture. It will be mutually... beneficial to the both of us. I am sure you would not desire to miss such an important opportunity." His tone was more aggressive than it needed to be underneath the silkie overtones. Their eyes stayed locked for moments more. Then, the tension broke. The leader chuckled. "Ah lad, you've won this battle. Your reputation is not overstated." "My name is Lengwe, not 'lad'. And I look forward to working with you." Lengwe departed, leaving the leader to decide his next move.
The chess pieces rattled gently as Lengwe entered his room. He looked at them, and considered his work. "Politics is like a game of chess," he mused. "Both sides are trying to subtly manipulate the other side into the perfect spot for a win." He poured himself a drink. "And I, I have never lost a game."
Well, we're halfway through the Crystalline Gala, and for some reason, a warm wind blew in! And brought three Gifted Chimes with them! Take a look at our all very-well ice themed ones (they got the memo and are all blue-ish), as well as our first official Ice Elves hatchling! He's a beautiful little guy, and has some fun lore. All of these were born the first day of the Gala, but I just finished their lore recently. In addition, keep an eye out, because four pairs will have hatchlings soon!
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  O C E A N Innocent Jewels White | Iridescent Cerulean | Bee White | Glimmer Wind | Common Official Gifted Chimes Subspecies Hatched on first day of Crystalline Gala  45,000 
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Lore
Split between three regions, that explained Ocean’s life pretty well. She was born in the Windswept Plateau, was named after the Sea of a Thousand Currents, a sentimental place to her parents, and she was also born on the day that started one year’s Crystalline Gala celebration. Some thought she should be more dedicated to the Icewarden because of that.
Ocean was sick of it. Did it really matter what colors her eyes were, what day she was born on, or what she was named after? Why did other dragons assume things about her because of that? “Wind dragons are supposed to be optimistic,” one dragon told her. “Why don’t you like swimming if your name is Ocean?” A hatchling once asked. It did not matter. And she would not be defined because of other’s assumptions. But she wants something to live for. So, almost like a guardian, she departed to search to find… something. The only thing she brought with her is a picture of the only dragon she could be herself around, the only one who let her be herself. He was gone now. So why stay?
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 D E P T H S Innocent Jewels White | Iridescent Phthalo | Bee White | Glimmer Wind | Uncommon Official Gifted Chimes Subspecies Hatched on first day of Crystalline Gala 45,000
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Lore
“The depths of thought are what drive the universe forward. Without thought, the world would not exist in the manner it does today. Just like the depths of the ocean, knowledge is boundless and I look forward to observing how you all change the world. Now, class dismissed.”
That evening, Depths sat alone in his den, thinking. And thinking. And thinking. He made himself coffee, then sat again. And thought some more. Eventually, he came to a conclusion, or rather, a lonely question:
“What am I doing with my life?” The empty room didn’t respond. While his students were off trying to change the world, here he sat alone with no one to care for him, unable to do anything to directly impact the world. “Maybe, that all changes here,” He said to himself. And he began to write. Soon, the words were all that existed.
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L A K E Innocent Jewels White | Iridescent Caribbean | Bee White | Glimmer Wind | Common Official Gifted Chimes Subspecies Hatched on first day of Crystalline Gala 45,000
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Lore
“What do you mean they were being mean to me? I didn’t notice,” Lake asked.
“They called you chubby,” her friend told her.
“Oh that? They just meant I’m cute. And they’re right.” Her friend rolled her eyes, but Lake was unfazed. She opened her mouth and…
“DON’T you start,” her friend told her. Lake closed her mouth. “You can’t just start singing in public!”
“Why not?” Lake asked. “If I want to, I’m going to. No one will stop me.” The other dragon sighed.
“Because it’s embarrassing. You really will do whatever you want to, won’t you?”
“Yep! That’s the only way to live. Now, come on. I have something to show you.” Minutes later, the two dragons sat atop a high hill, looking down on their home. “Do you know,” Lake said. “That some dragons say that mountains are the backs of [ihuuuuge[/i] dragons who are asleep under the ground?”
“That’s silly.”
“Well, just imagine. If you were a dragon that huge, would you mind small dragons climbing all over your back? It would probably tickle so much! And maybe some dragons would even build their dens on you!”
Soon, the two were laughing and having fun, problems forgotten. After all, friendship was the only important thing to the both of them.
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 L E N G W E Ice Elves Ice | Iridescent Robin | Bee Robin | Filigree Ice | Common Official Elves Subspecies: Ice Variant Hatched on first day of Crystalline Gala 55,000
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Lore
Their eyes were locked in a fierce battle. Though they appeared relaxed and calm, there was in an intense tension between them. The Imperial stood tall, ensuring that his stature placed him above the neighboring Clan Leader. The political move was not lost on the leader. "My Lord," the Imperial said. "Our Clan requests your aid in this venture. It will be mutually... beneficial to the both of us. I am sure you would not desire to miss such an important opportunity." His tone was more aggressive than it needed to be underneath the silkie overtones. Their eyes stayed locked for moments more. Then, the tension broke. The leader chuckled. "Ah lad, you've won this battle. Your reputation is not overstated." "My name is Lengwe, not 'lad'. And I look forward to working with you." Lengwe departed, leaving the leader to decide his next move.
The chess pieces rattled gently as Lengwe entered his room. He looked at them, and considered his work. "Politics is like a game of chess," he mused. "Both sides are trying to subtly manipulate the other side into the perfect spot for a win." He poured himself a drink. "And I, I have never lost a game."
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