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disconcerto: Dragon Lair » Firelily
Firelily
#11242000
Info
Level 25
Skydancer Female
Hatchday
Mar 05, 2015 (3 years)
Stats Growth
Length
3.68M
Wingspan
5M
Weight
749.23KG
Genes
PrimaryPurple Iridescent
SecondaryFire Butterfly
TertiaryFire Runes
Eye TypeFire Common
Energy: 48 / 50
Apparel & Skins
Skin
Lineage
Parents
Offspring
none
Familiar
Information
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f i r e l i l y

the promethean flame
waker of the frozen
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"When the winds come, I can only watch as one by one, my friends are enveloped in the ice..."

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first encounter

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"Hello, stranger. What business do you have here?" A sweet female voice calls toward you, and a skydancer cautiously steps out into your full view. She is covered in opulent crimson silks, and a Sunrise Hibiscus is tucked in among her crown feathers. Wisps of fire hover around her, and the snow melts under her fiery paws. "I can provide you with everything you need," she says, bowing her head slightly. "But please, you cannot linger here too long. There is danger all about." She glances quickly at something somewhere among the ice spires behind her, then rushes forward to grasp your paws with her own. Her eyes look straight into yours. They are full of desperation, sadness, and pleading.

Before you can speak, ice shards suddenly arc into the sky and dart towards the two of you. The skydancer tackles you, sending you sprawling across the snow and crashing into a hard mound of ice. You look up dazed to see her furiously fighting off three jet-black tundras, who bombard her with their sharp teeth, scratches and frigid bolts. She in turn slashes and sears them. It is a great spectacle of swirling ice and fire.

Eventually one of the tundras barks a short command, and the three tumble away behind the spires, the skydancer's flame bolts streaking after them. The skydancer screeches something incoherent in the direction they left. Trudging out of the melting slush, she helps you to your feet. The blood streaks down her face as she smiles grimly at you. "This is one of the dangers I warned you about. But the Fortress of Ends is just as unforgiving as its residents." She turns toward the ice mound that you had crashed into. With a gentle touch of her paws, she begins melting away some of the snow, then turns back to you. She gestures at the ice. "This is our clan's former leader." A wildclaw stares fearfully from inside the ice, despair evident on her pale blue face. "If you do not leave this cursed place soon, the same thing could happen to you." Her voice is heavy. "So take what you need. And go."


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"What sort of life is one that is spent frozen for eternity? No one wants this twisted immortality."

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b a c k g r o u n d

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After Sahara was overcome by the notoriously cold winds of the Fortress of Ends, known as the South Winds, heat sources in the Certo Clan became increasingly scarce, to the point where even tundra dragons began to fall suspect to hypothermia. The South Winds became so ferocious that clan members began to freeze up, similar to the effect of Congeal. Soon, the entire clan became a silent gallery, reminiscent of a tableux.

Mysteriously, the ice encasing Firelily melted one day, long after the clan had been first frozen over. No longer did she have the scales of a Guardian and flat, bland wings. She emerged as a Skydancer with new patterning, shimmering fur, and most peculiar of all, glowing, hot runes that covered her body and paws. However, she noticed none of this as she came to her senses to see the poignant statues around her. Never in her life had she been completely alone. Somehow, she channeled all her fear and desperation into a great firestorm, which melted the ice and animated her clanmates once more.

For a time, Firelily's clanmates lived in peace. Daily, they would pay their respects to Sahara, who was now completely frozen and unconscious. They gathered items and trained young dragons in the Coliseum as usual. All was well, until the South Winds once again began to blow, this time many times more powerful than the previous occurrence. The world turned a violent white as Firelily huddled down in some corner of her clan's underground cave. When the storm ended, the cave was filled with snow, except for the corner where Firelily had taken cover, which had become a giant puddle. But this was not the only change. Thirteen jet black tundras now stood over her, muttering in an unintelligible language. Then they began attacking her, relentlessly tearing at her beautiful wings. Afraid and alone, Firelily fought her way past the tundras, out of the cave, and into the snow, where she collapsed underneath an ice spire and sobbed. Her entire world had been turned upside down.

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cost 3910g




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b i o g r a p h y

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Firelily now has the task of fighting back against the black tundras, who continually assault the weakened clan, along with providing heat for the dragons that managed to survive the winds due to their absence from the lair. She has tried and continues to try to revive her currently frozen clanmates, but all her attempts produce not even a decent fraction of the heat she released the day her true form emerged from the ice. In order to replicate those first results and to harness her true potential, she is training in the coliseum and striving to improve her magic each and every day.

Whenever Firelily does not have responsibilities related with her clan to deal with, she enjoys flying over to the Ashfall Waste and basking in the warmth of her birthplace. There, she cannot resist the urge to help her clan in whatever form possible and thus collects as many Flamerest Embers, Firestarters, and other warm items as can fit in her travel bag. She also brings back a bouquet of Fire Flowers and Speckled Fire Lilies to her room to remind her that life has both harsh realities and beauty. (Plus, the Fire Flowers serve useful in case she is suddenly ambushed. Just eat and boom, flames.)

Although Firelily may appear to be a very responsible dragon because of all of her clan duties, she is actually quite forgetful and constantly has to write herself reminders on when something needs to be completed. This forgetfulness may derive from her amnesia, which has caused her to forget what life was like as a Guardian and only remember the bonds she shared with clanmates. She does not like conflict but circumstances have forced her into it, making her partially resent the world. Her personality and mood can switch very easily, going from friendly and cheerful to moody, bitter, and feeling very. Her best friend is Aceri, who thankfully managed to survive the storm. With her, Firelily feels a little less alone. However, Aceri's eccentric personality combined with Firelily's bitterness has driven a strange rift between them.

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