The Clan
"This family is my Charge and I will protect them."
GLIDRA
Protective | Cautious | Introspective
Leader | Original Three
Magic: Ice Unusual / Silencer / Celestine: These dragons can seemingly slow down the minds of creatures, and the procession of time itself. They can put others into a deep sleep, and preserve objects exactly as they are indefinitely. Some of them use their powers on themselves, and walk the night for centuries after, emotionless and undying.
Glidra has always been one with the Ice. It preserves all, endlessly and forever. She had always had a spark for history and artifacts; the Icewarden has kept it all, safe, for them to discover and learn from.
But the Ice preserves all. And the Ice preserved the Sickness.
Her Magic was powerful. Her Magic could near stop time. But her Magic could do nothing to the past, and they had already succumbed.
She could save but three: Herself,
Shadesong, and
Prism.
They stole into the frozen night, both temperature and time grinding to a halt as they fled before the march of reality could come for them again.
"This fight to survive is the only world that I've known, and I fight to find the world after."
PRISM
Calm | Analytical | Forward-looking
Heir | Original Three
Magic: Shadow Multi-Gaze / Mesmer / Smoky Quartz. These dragons can listen to the dreams of others, and can hear a sleeping dragon from far away. Those who want to stay hidden should stay awake at all costs.
From his nest, he could hear sobbing.
It was faint, almost.. muffled? But he could hear it all the same. He asked his mother about the crying, but she asked him to go play with his siblings instead of imaginary friends. But he heard it, he
did! And every day it got louder.
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The rocks fell away, and the Gaolers roamed the skies, free at last. But the very moment that the rubble had fallen away, the cries were deafening.
In that moment, he knew that they were all going to die.
"I can hear the past, and it gives me power to change the future."
NAAL
Enthusiastic | Daring | Empathetic
Born on the 3rd day.
Magic: Water Uncommon / Deepwatcher / Azurite: These dragons are able to see events that happened in the past, at the location they are currently in.
He could hear crying.
Deep, mournful sobbing that wretched through the body of whoever it had taken.
Most of his body tingled lightly- he was sleeping, but could not entirely forego the cold around him. But the crying grew closer.
He tapped against the shell of his egg.
'I want to find them. I want to help them.' The tapping turned to scratching, his claws scrapping grooves into the thick shell.
'Don't be sad. It's okay.' A claw pierced through the lining.
A shivering wind bit his once-shielded hide, causing him to fluff up his feathered mane against the cold. He dragged his claw downward, widening the opening, and pulling shards of shell through. Once the hole was large enough for a head, he rolled onto his back and kicked, shattering the side of his egg.
Crawling out, he blinked against the brightness of the icy snow that reflected the moon's glowing light.
'Where are you? I'm over here.'
He could hear the crying pick up again, and he clumsily fumbled on his new legs toward the sound.
'There's more than one. Three, three who are sad.' His front legs slide out in front of him as he tumbled through the brush, coming to a stop in a small clearing.
'It's okay. Don't cry. I'm here.'
The stunned trio of dragons he had stumbled into immediately stopped their light-hearted conversation, shocked by a small, icy dragon that fearlessly confronted them through the snow.
"Our time is what we make of it."
LORETTA
Curious | Enthusiastic | Sincere
Born on the 18th day.
Magic: Arcane Uncommon / Listener / Morganite: These dragons are able to listen to the thoughts and emotions of others around them, but only what they are thinking and feeling at that moment.
"Why at night?"
"Keep your voice low, Loretta"
"...But why at night?"
Prism looked across the Hollow at each dragon in turn, checking that they remained undisturbed in their slumber.
"Powers such as ours can be.. offputting, to those without them. They deem them an invasion upon their privacy."
"But I can talk to them so much better when I can see what they meant!"
"Shhh. Yes, I know, hatchling."
Prism paused again, closing most of his eyes to focus in on his thoughts for a moment.
"We can practice honing your powers at night, extending their reach and ability, with the hatchlings within their eggs. They have no secrets yet to themselves that we may be intruding upon.
But in your waking hours, it shall be necessary to display restraint. Though we may feel differently, we must respect the wishes of our family and others best we can."
The small Nocturne hesitated, but nodded, seeming to trust his words.
"D'ya think I could talk to more people besides Props through my magic?"
"Only time will tell. There are others that have magics similar to yourself- myself and Naal included- but yours is particular in that it interacts with a dragon, and at any given moment.
For now, Prosperity and yourself can communicate by reading the emotions of one another, where you both possess an ability to read the feelings of others. But only those with that type of power can speak in this way. I believe you may be able to strengthen your magic, such that you can not only read emotions, but exert them. That would be true empathetic telepathy."
Loretta seemed to think on this, eyeing the ground between her feet as she mulled the idea over.
"..Practice makes perfect, right?"
"Correct."
The young dragon grinned, nodding with a determined look upon her face. She could do this. And it will be so much fun.
"I will redeem."
VINCENTE
Earnest | Fiery | Just
Joined on the 27th day.
Magic: Fire Common / Pyromancer / Topaz: These dragons can control fire, creating and controlling it. They can use it to great destructive effect, hurling spheres of flame and shaping blazing walls.
'Go play with a hatchling,' she said. 'Help Loretta learn to fight,' she said.
Vincente hardly thinks her rationale justifies the panic this one causes him every time she jumps at something.
And oh, he had just about had enough of the day when she was mauled by phytocats. But Loretta seemed none-the-worse. If you looked solely at her attitude. Her hide was a mess.
And oh, Glidra would not be happy about that.
Her hatchling seemed to be having the time of her life, however. And after the phytocat incident, he'd been the only one taking on new injuries, because he was now acting as her personal meat shield.
Oh Flamecaller, could his heart, or pelt, even handle triplets?
He could only guess that getting his skills in now, with a much older, stronger hatchling is what his mate had intended. We was kind of a worry-wart.
Naal handed off a potion to each of them, grinning ear-to-ear. "You're getting better, Lor! I'd have figured you'd feel more comfortable with magics, but you've really got the swing of claws!"
Loretta hopped around him excitedly, "It's been really fun! Maybe Momma and Rinny can help me with attacks too, then?"
Naal snorted, Vincente carefully avoiding eye contact. Ah. That was the name he called Riln in private. She was listening in on them. That would be a discussion for later.
Beyond the next patch of brush was a ledge, maybe a length or two of a drop. And below, a phytocat had already spotted them.
The phytocat in front of them now posed little threat; Loretta had a bit of experience under her belt now, and could easily read their attacks. And the potential to get a jump-strike onto it had her excited enough to immediate run in for the hit.
But she was completely focused on the phytocat when the damn plant took its shot.
"-LOR!"
Naal ran for his sister. Everything seemed to slow down. The phytocat went down at some point. There was blood everywhere.
He had to get that plant.
He took a flying leap into the tree, scrabbling through the branches after it as it tried to dart out of his reach.
But Fire doesn't need touch.
It took one (albeit heavy-handed) shot, and it was down. The branches were wet enough from the recent rainfall that they wouldn't spark. Thank the Flamecaller.
"Lor, c'mon, wake up! Please!"
Vincente shook himself out of his stupor, leaping out of the tree and back to the young dragon. Naal had several empty vials scattered around him, his claws working frantically to apply pressure to the rather large wound on his sister's abdominal.
Vincente turned quickly to the bags, grabbing several binds of gauze and passing them off to Naal. She was breathing, but it was faint.
"Is she stable?"
"Yes, but she needs help, Prism has the supplies back at the Hollow-"
"Leave her to me." Naal spun to stare at him, questioning confusion and desperation both written on his face. "I flew from dawn to dusk every last day of my journey- fastest flyer around."
Naal sprang to his feet, securing a few more pieces of gauze before helping to secure his sister, his sister who felt weaker by the minute, onto Vincente's back. He had to trust him with this.
The Tundra shot up into the air, and flew as fast as his wings could take him.
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Glidra may have given him an earful, but at least she saved the most of it for Loretta when she woke up.
"Do no harm. Help others thrive."
NIRUIN
Curious | Kind | Peaceable
Age: Young Adult. Born on Day 52 (Grows every 3 days. Will grow next on Day 64)
Magic: Ice Unusual / Silencer / Celestine: These dragons can seemingly slow down the minds of creatures, and the procession of time itself. They can put others into a deep sleep, and preserve objects exactly as they are indefinitely. Some of them use their powers on themselves, and walk the night for centuries after, emotionless and undying.
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EISHETH
Quiet | Wary
Age: Toddler. Born on Day 58 (Grows every 4 days. Will grow next on Day 62)
Magic: Earth Uncommon / Stoneseer / Jasper:These dragons can sense the structure of their surroundings, even if their eyes are covered or there is a barrier in the way. They can learn to recognize different materials with this sense, and tell where objects are.
