Permafrost
(#3491360)
Level 1 Tundra
Familiar
Maned Rasa
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Water.
Female Tundra
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
2.76 m
Wingspan
3.45 m
Weight
141.47 kg
Genetics
Beige
Jaguar
Jaguar
Slate
Basic
Basic
Magenta
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Tundra
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
7
VIT
7
MND
7
Lineage
Biography
Permafrost
she/her
-geode enthusiast
-amnesiac
-clan scribe
history
Permafrost is a tragic figure. Her memory is just not there. She can barely remember her own daughter, much less what happened yesterday. She writes down events as they happen in her scrolls she carries around, to remember them, but paper and ink is no subsitute for a working memory.
She is not completely helpless. Having to figure out her entire life over again every day has made her incredibly observant, good at deciphering clues and solving puzzles by virtue. She isn't stupid, just amnesiac. If you meet her and introduce yourself one day, you might not notice anything wrong until you meet her again a few hours later and are greeted with her rustling through her book, trying to find record of your words so she can remember who you are.
All that writing down everything that happens to her has made her a fast and descriptive writer, which is why she is the clan scribe. You can find her in Zyphira's roost recording important conversations at light speed, taking note of the supplies, or writing down the weather conditions dutifully and in great detail.
By nature it is almost impossible for Permafrost to form a close relationship with anyone. She has friends, sure, dragons she talks with and eats with and plays with, but nobody really close. She looks around and sees intimate relationships, mates, and wishes she could remember a dragon's face long enough to fall in love with it.
But she did, once. She just doesn't remember. Perhaps it's for the best. She can't remember her daughter, either, except for a vague memory of summer-yellow fur and bittersweet longing.
she/her
-geode enthusiast
-amnesiac
-clan scribe
history
Permafrost is a tragic figure. Her memory is just not there. She can barely remember her own daughter, much less what happened yesterday. She writes down events as they happen in her scrolls she carries around, to remember them, but paper and ink is no subsitute for a working memory.
She is not completely helpless. Having to figure out her entire life over again every day has made her incredibly observant, good at deciphering clues and solving puzzles by virtue. She isn't stupid, just amnesiac. If you meet her and introduce yourself one day, you might not notice anything wrong until you meet her again a few hours later and are greeted with her rustling through her book, trying to find record of your words so she can remember who you are.
All that writing down everything that happens to her has made her a fast and descriptive writer, which is why she is the clan scribe. You can find her in Zyphira's roost recording important conversations at light speed, taking note of the supplies, or writing down the weather conditions dutifully and in great detail.
By nature it is almost impossible for Permafrost to form a close relationship with anyone. She has friends, sure, dragons she talks with and eats with and plays with, but nobody really close. She looks around and sees intimate relationships, mates, and wishes she could remember a dragon's face long enough to fall in love with it.
But she did, once. She just doesn't remember. Perhaps it's for the best. She can't remember her daughter, either, except for a vague memory of summer-yellow fur and bittersweet longing.
I fell for her in summer,
my lovely summer girl
From summer she is made,
my lovely summer girl
I'd love to spend a winter
with my lovely summer girl
But I'm never warm enough
for my lovely summer girl
Oh it's summer when she smiles
I'm laughing like a child
It's the summer of our lives
We'll contain it for a while
She holds the breeze, the heat of summer
In the middle of her hand
I'll be happy with this summer
If it's all we ever have.
maggie steifvater
my lovely summer girl
From summer she is made,
my lovely summer girl
I'd love to spend a winter
with my lovely summer girl
But I'm never warm enough
for my lovely summer girl
Oh it's summer when she smiles
I'm laughing like a child
It's the summer of our lives
We'll contain it for a while
She holds the breeze, the heat of summer
In the middle of her hand
I'll be happy with this summer
If it's all we ever have.
maggie steifvater
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