Adventure's Lair of Lore
Hello, and welcome to the Lair of Lore! This is just a small shop, designed to help me fund my overly-ambitious gene and dragon projects. For examples of my work, you can go HERE or check out any dragons' bio on the first page of my lair. Examples also given below! Don't worry about pinging me when posting, because I'm subscribed to the thread.
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(Note: all examples taken from old bios of my dragons)Quote:
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(Short Personality)
Loud, confident, and a little eccentric, Bayer is the 'old man' of the Clan - even if he doesn't bear the most years. He is traditionally a loner, having long-ago satisfied his need for adventure, but does appreciate the quiet company of other dragons. Though...hatchlings are a little too loud for his taste. Bayer has no problems voicing his own opinions. Enthusiastically. Despite this, he is good friends with Blue and the Clan's best (if only) smith. He is known for spending days at a time working his forge, with only his familiar for company.
Price: 10kt or 20g
(Short Personality)
Loud, confident, and a little eccentric, Bayer is the 'old man' of the Clan - even if he doesn't bear the most years. He is traditionally a loner, having long-ago satisfied his need for adventure, but does appreciate the quiet company of other dragons. Though...hatchlings are a little too loud for his taste. Bayer has no problems voicing his own opinions. Enthusiastically. Despite this, he is good friends with Blue and the Clan's best (if only) smith. He is known for spending days at a time working his forge, with only his familiar for company.
Price: 10kt or 20g
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Short Bio
(Little Personality, Little History)
Wildheart came to the Clan of the Crosswinds as an orphan, owning nothing but a ragged bandanna. She knew many useful skills, having hatched in a clan of merchants and craftsmen, and soon put them to work in her new home. Wildheart's hand-made tools and furniture sell well at the markets, and her specialty kites disappear faster than she can make them. She has a habit of completely submerging herself in her work, and will often forget to eat or sleep when in the middle of a project.
Though a talented crafter, the Wildclaw can also be a bit of a scatterbrain - attested to by her physical appearance. Her personal lair is cluttered with items, both expected and random, with hardly enough space for the dragon herself. Much to others' annoyance, she is constantly pilfering the hoard for new and interesting trinkets, and will often leave things in quite the disarray. Her favorites are scraps of cloth and lost battle items.
Price:20kt or 25g
(Little Personality, Little History)
Wildheart came to the Clan of the Crosswinds as an orphan, owning nothing but a ragged bandanna. She knew many useful skills, having hatched in a clan of merchants and craftsmen, and soon put them to work in her new home. Wildheart's hand-made tools and furniture sell well at the markets, and her specialty kites disappear faster than she can make them. She has a habit of completely submerging herself in her work, and will often forget to eat or sleep when in the middle of a project.
Though a talented crafter, the Wildclaw can also be a bit of a scatterbrain - attested to by her physical appearance. Her personal lair is cluttered with items, both expected and random, with hardly enough space for the dragon herself. Much to others' annoyance, she is constantly pilfering the hoard for new and interesting trinkets, and will often leave things in quite the disarray. Her favorites are scraps of cloth and lost battle items.
Price:20kt or 25g
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Medium Bio
(More In-depth History and Personality)
Born under the dark sky of an approaching storm, Morgana is a living omen of rough seas. Her birth clan resides on the edge of the Sea of a Thousand Currents, just inside Wind territory. The young guardian felt the tug of her Search early in life, and set off the discover where it might be.
She traveled across all of Sorineth, from the reaches of Dragonhome to the southernmost tip of the Icefield, and encountered many different clans and dragons. However, it wasn't until journeying back through the Windswept Plateau that Morgana found her charge - and not quiet in the way she expected.
Caught in a violent storm from the Twisting Crescendo, the travel-weary guardian crash-landed in the territory of a small clan. They received a lot of visitors in this manner, and tended to her like any other. In her recovery, Morgana realized an absence of her constant urge to Search. It was after conferring with a local guardian that she adopted the clan and its territory as her charge, and took up permanent residence.
Though young, Morgana is wise beyond her years. Her travels on her Search granted a surprising amount of life experience, and she can often be found having deep conversations about such things with Blue. The two have bonded over their mutual travel experience; it wasn't long after her arrival that Morgana became another unofficial daughter to the leader. Although she is slow to trust others, she is a powerful and loyal companion to those she's opened up to, and takes her duties as head of the Home Guard very seriously.
Price: 30kt or 35g
(More In-depth History and Personality)
Born under the dark sky of an approaching storm, Morgana is a living omen of rough seas. Her birth clan resides on the edge of the Sea of a Thousand Currents, just inside Wind territory. The young guardian felt the tug of her Search early in life, and set off the discover where it might be.
She traveled across all of Sorineth, from the reaches of Dragonhome to the southernmost tip of the Icefield, and encountered many different clans and dragons. However, it wasn't until journeying back through the Windswept Plateau that Morgana found her charge - and not quiet in the way she expected.
Caught in a violent storm from the Twisting Crescendo, the travel-weary guardian crash-landed in the territory of a small clan. They received a lot of visitors in this manner, and tended to her like any other. In her recovery, Morgana realized an absence of her constant urge to Search. It was after conferring with a local guardian that she adopted the clan and its territory as her charge, and took up permanent residence.
Though young, Morgana is wise beyond her years. Her travels on her Search granted a surprising amount of life experience, and she can often be found having deep conversations about such things with Blue. The two have bonded over their mutual travel experience; it wasn't long after her arrival that Morgana became another unofficial daughter to the leader. Although she is slow to trust others, she is a powerful and loyal companion to those she's opened up to, and takes her duties as head of the Home Guard very seriously.
Price: 30kt or 35g
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Long Bio
(Significant History, Personality, and Job)
Kunto hails from a nomadic clan, hatched in the confines of the Tanglewood but living most of her life in the hot, dry climates of the Shifting Expanse and Ashfall Waste. The young tundra adapted well to the heat, growing shorter fur and almost no winter coat, and enjoyed the constantly changing scenery that came from a nomadic lifestyle.
However, not all was quite so well - Kunto's birth clan was only nomadic because they were forced out of anywhere they tried to settle. Her clan was a violent one, known for practicing dangerous rituals, live sacrifices, and constant fighting over leadership. A gentle soul who would rather grow than destroy, Kunto struggled to survive.
It was upon the border of the Ashfall Waste and Windswept Plateau that Kunto's fate was decided. Forced into battle by a strong-willed father, the peaceful youth fell quickly under her enemy's claws. She was left for dead as her clan fled for another temporary home. But that was not the end of her story - rather, just the beginning. For, carrying a message overhead, a black tundra was drawn to the site by the scent of blood and powerful magic.
At first glance, it looked like quite the massacre - many bodies lay slumped and bloody, slowly consumed by lava or decaying in their own right. Yet an odd feeling permeated the air - the feeling of life magic. Though young for a mage, Storm was able to follow the feeling to the sad form of a small, underfed little tundra who appeared dead.
Yet the life magic was too strong for a dead dragon, and it was with some difficulty that Storm detected a hint of a heartbeat, a little fluttering of life in an almost-dead cage. Forgetting the message, she dragged the sorry lump of fur home to Yada, praying to the Windsinger for a miracle.
It took time for Kunto, growing up in a violent clan, to learn the gentle side of the world. But by the time of her arrival, Kaen had lived in the clan for some time, and the two bonded well over traumatic pasts and promising futures. Kunto's real savior, however, was Storm.
An apprentice-turned-suddenly-master, Storm took on Kunto in an apprentice/little sister role. Her wind magic quickly proved too small for Kunto's massive gift of life-bringing, grown even stronger since her rescue from the violent confines of her birth clan. But Kunto denied Storm's offer of battle training in favor of Yada's rare offer for tutelage in the healing arts. Kunto's gentle touch and keen eye were perfect for treating all sorts of maladies. However, her real gift lies in her plants.
It was Yada who first showed her how. Plant the seed, give a little water, and wait. The plant would come up in its own time, when it was ready to bestow its beauty on the world. Eager to try the skill for herself, Kunto experimentally planted a few hardy herbs.
The ground exploded over the next few days, as if each plant wanted to be the first to offer her its skills. They flourished in her presence, visibly growing taller and stronger. More seeds yielded the same results; normally picky plants prospered under her gentle talon, herbs seemed to increase in potency, fruits and vegetables flourished, and even flowers became more vibrant when she walked on by. More than delighted, Kunto began tending her garden full-time.
A gentle soul, the young tundra detests violence even more than Yada. Which may make her friendship to Kaen seem odd to onlookers, but those in the clan know. Friendship is more than shared beliefs. Kunto is ever the optimist, and can often be found speaking enthusiastically to Storm or Kaen about a new cross-bred berry or sprouting herb.
Price: 50kt or 60g
(Significant History, Personality, and Job)
Kunto hails from a nomadic clan, hatched in the confines of the Tanglewood but living most of her life in the hot, dry climates of the Shifting Expanse and Ashfall Waste. The young tundra adapted well to the heat, growing shorter fur and almost no winter coat, and enjoyed the constantly changing scenery that came from a nomadic lifestyle.
However, not all was quite so well - Kunto's birth clan was only nomadic because they were forced out of anywhere they tried to settle. Her clan was a violent one, known for practicing dangerous rituals, live sacrifices, and constant fighting over leadership. A gentle soul who would rather grow than destroy, Kunto struggled to survive.
It was upon the border of the Ashfall Waste and Windswept Plateau that Kunto's fate was decided. Forced into battle by a strong-willed father, the peaceful youth fell quickly under her enemy's claws. She was left for dead as her clan fled for another temporary home. But that was not the end of her story - rather, just the beginning. For, carrying a message overhead, a black tundra was drawn to the site by the scent of blood and powerful magic.
At first glance, it looked like quite the massacre - many bodies lay slumped and bloody, slowly consumed by lava or decaying in their own right. Yet an odd feeling permeated the air - the feeling of life magic. Though young for a mage, Storm was able to follow the feeling to the sad form of a small, underfed little tundra who appeared dead.
Yet the life magic was too strong for a dead dragon, and it was with some difficulty that Storm detected a hint of a heartbeat, a little fluttering of life in an almost-dead cage. Forgetting the message, she dragged the sorry lump of fur home to Yada, praying to the Windsinger for a miracle.
It took time for Kunto, growing up in a violent clan, to learn the gentle side of the world. But by the time of her arrival, Kaen had lived in the clan for some time, and the two bonded well over traumatic pasts and promising futures. Kunto's real savior, however, was Storm.
An apprentice-turned-suddenly-master, Storm took on Kunto in an apprentice/little sister role. Her wind magic quickly proved too small for Kunto's massive gift of life-bringing, grown even stronger since her rescue from the violent confines of her birth clan. But Kunto denied Storm's offer of battle training in favor of Yada's rare offer for tutelage in the healing arts. Kunto's gentle touch and keen eye were perfect for treating all sorts of maladies. However, her real gift lies in her plants.
It was Yada who first showed her how. Plant the seed, give a little water, and wait. The plant would come up in its own time, when it was ready to bestow its beauty on the world. Eager to try the skill for herself, Kunto experimentally planted a few hardy herbs.
The ground exploded over the next few days, as if each plant wanted to be the first to offer her its skills. They flourished in her presence, visibly growing taller and stronger. More seeds yielded the same results; normally picky plants prospered under her gentle talon, herbs seemed to increase in potency, fruits and vegetables flourished, and even flowers became more vibrant when she walked on by. More than delighted, Kunto began tending her garden full-time.
A gentle soul, the young tundra detests violence even more than Yada. Which may make her friendship to Kaen seem odd to onlookers, but those in the clan know. Friendship is more than shared beliefs. Kunto is ever the optimist, and can often be found speaking enthusiastically to Storm or Kaen about a new cross-bred berry or sprouting herb.
Price: 50kt or 60g
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Short, Medium, Long, or other bio! Length varies directly to my inspiration and grasp on the character of the dragon given. Try your luck!
Price: 15kt or 20g
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Short, Medium, Long, or other bio! Length varies directly to my inspiration and grasp on the character of the dragon given. Try your luck!
Price: 15kt or 20g
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