Psamathe
(#37270376)
Level 3 Coatl
Familiar
Armored Duskflapper
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Nature.
Female Coatl
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
6.97 m
Wingspan
7.62 m
Weight
698.72 kg
Genetics
Sand
Cherub
Cherub
Sand
Peregrine
Peregrine
Sand
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 3 Coatl
EXP: 69 / 1401
STR
6
AGI
19
DEF
6
QCK
7
INT
7
VIT
6
MND
6
Biography
Psamathe
The Note Weavers
(insert job here)
Psamathe was born just in-between the Viridian Labyrinth and Dragonhome. Her eyes, a brilliant green, marked her as a dragon of Nature, yet with her coloring, she could have blended right into the dust and sands of the Dragonhome. And because of that, she never truly knew where she belonged. Nature didn't want her- she didn't look like one of them. Earth didn't want her- her eyes marked her as different.
She wandered Sorneith for a while, always in search of a good place to stay, but she never quite found one. She wanted somewhere as vibrant as the Viridian Labyrinth, but a place smooth and sometimes hilly like the Dragonhome. However, no matter where she searched, she just couldn't find a place. Not the Sea of a Thousand Currents- she hated the water. Not the Starfall Isles- she felt so dizzy, and kept almost falling off of the edge. Not the Scarred Wasteland- it was as different from the Viridian Labyrinth as it could get. Not the Ashfall Waste, she felt like she couldn't breath. Not the shifting expanse, she kept feeling like she was about to be electrocuted. Nor the Southern Icefield- the cold was unbearable. Neither the Tangled Wood or the Sunbeam Ruins- there was too much history, too much sadness. So her last hope was at the Windswept Plateau, the only place that she hadn't tried. Thank the gods it was perfect.
The loud, friendly, cheerful sounds, the vibrant, bright, colorful kites, the beautiful, sprawling, grassy plains. It was exactly what she had been searching for. But that didn't mean that she knew what she was doing. She barely knew how to navigate the place, let alone begin a clan of her own. And she was afraid to join any clans for fear that the same thing would happen as it did in Nature and Earth. So instead, she wandered around, surviving on her own. She was still a bit of an outcast, and many viewed her as a strange dragon of interesting whims, more like a curiosity rather than a threat. Still that wasn't exactly what anyone would like to be called.
Before she could do anything irrational or stupid, however, Sevairn and his newly forming clan found her. She was wary at first, afraid they were dangerous, though they didn't look too dangerous. When Galatea finally showed up, Psamathe relaxed. The sight of another female dragon calmed her down. Galatea made her feel much safer, and spoke in a calm tone, kind and motherly. She was accepted into the tiny clan, welcomed and no longer afraid.
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