Mahariel
(#37150220)
Level 1 Imperial
Familiar
Blooming Strangler
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Wind.
Female Imperial
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
21.85 m
Wingspan
21.21 m
Weight
8872.7 kg
Genetics
Sand
Petals
Petals
Spring
Bee
Bee
Honeydew
Runes
Runes
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Imperial
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
Jeran and Mahariel, a breeding pair of Catkinstarchild
A Tale by Disillusionist!
Night is a time of fear for many dragons. Not so for those in Oakheart, not even in the infirmary. The darkness helps them sleep, and for those who still fear it, soon it is pushed away by a lantern carried by a beautiful Imperial. Its light radiates through her wings, throwing green shadows on the walls, and secure under her care, the dragons dream more securely.
The Imperial’s name is Mahariel, and she is a priestess and nurse of the clan. The night is her purview: Once, as a child, she climbed a tree. She looked out over the canopy and saw a light burning on the horizon, heard a deep, drawn-out wail. Her teacher explained that she had seen a lighthouse: “It is always there, burning to guide the ships into the harbor, and calling them when fog shields the light.” Chimera had smiled down at her inquisitive apprentice. “It is a reminder of where home lies.”
Mahariel also has the gift of song. It is a natural one, for her parents are renowned musicians, but you will never hear Mahariel create stirring anthems of war. Her songs are always messages of peace and healing, ones that soothe the heart. Her voice has a music all on its own, and those to whom she sings find that they can breathe a little easier and their worries are not as great as they first thought.
The life of a healer is not an easy one. There are patients who don’t make it. There are relatives who can’t be consoled, or who thank her for trying but can’t mask the grief in their eyes. There are stories of battles and crime, anger and betrayal. The world is a deeply flawed place, and that is why it needs healing.
When it all becomes too much for Mahariel, she takes a break. Her private garden, beneath the shade of the trees, is perfect for this. She can be alone with her thoughts and turn her music inward to ease herself. Still, there is a stronger song that calls to her: the cry of the foghorn, from the lighthouse she glimpsed long ago.
This is her encouragement. The world is a flawed place, but for every wound she heals, every heart she touches, the flaws lessen a little each day. Perhaps in time, the world will be a more peaceful place. Not a perfect one, for a flawless world is not necessarily good, but one where everyone is kinder, gentler, and more cheerful towards each other. An imperfect world, but a good one.
The sun is setting. Mahariel rouses herself and picks up her lantern. They have some new patients today, and she will have to see to them, perhaps sing a song to lift their spirits. It’s all worth it to see the smiles on their faces. Down here, her lighthouse is the gratitude shining in their eyes.
Beyond the trees, the foghorn calls. It’s a faint song, but more stirring than any battle cry. For Mahariel, it is a reminder that home awaits and that all is well.
A Tale by Disillusionist!
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-Mahariel-
{ ma-'HA-ree-ell } Nicknames: ??? Priestess and Night Nurse ♦ purchased from Flyleaf Hatchery 
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The Imperial’s name is Mahariel, and she is a priestess and nurse of the clan. The night is her purview: Once, as a child, she climbed a tree. She looked out over the canopy and saw a light burning on the horizon, heard a deep, drawn-out wail. Her teacher explained that she had seen a lighthouse: “It is always there, burning to guide the ships into the harbor, and calling them when fog shields the light.” Chimera had smiled down at her inquisitive apprentice. “It is a reminder of where home lies.”
Mahariel also has the gift of song. It is a natural one, for her parents are renowned musicians, but you will never hear Mahariel create stirring anthems of war. Her songs are always messages of peace and healing, ones that soothe the heart. Her voice has a music all on its own, and those to whom she sings find that they can breathe a little easier and their worries are not as great as they first thought.
The life of a healer is not an easy one. There are patients who don’t make it. There are relatives who can’t be consoled, or who thank her for trying but can’t mask the grief in their eyes. There are stories of battles and crime, anger and betrayal. The world is a deeply flawed place, and that is why it needs healing.
When it all becomes too much for Mahariel, she takes a break. Her private garden, beneath the shade of the trees, is perfect for this. She can be alone with her thoughts and turn her music inward to ease herself. Still, there is a stronger song that calls to her: the cry of the foghorn, from the lighthouse she glimpsed long ago.
This is her encouragement. The world is a flawed place, but for every wound she heals, every heart she touches, the flaws lessen a little each day. Perhaps in time, the world will be a more peaceful place. Not a perfect one, for a flawless world is not necessarily good, but one where everyone is kinder, gentler, and more cheerful towards each other. An imperfect world, but a good one.
The sun is setting. Mahariel rouses herself and picks up her lantern. They have some new patients today, and she will have to see to them, perhaps sing a song to lift their spirits. It’s all worth it to see the smiles on their faces. Down here, her lighthouse is the gratitude shining in their eyes.
Beyond the trees, the foghorn calls. It’s a faint song, but more stirring than any battle cry. For Mahariel, it is a reminder that home awaits and that all is well.
RELATIONS -
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 Talliesin Father, Druid and Bard
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Charis
Mother and Princess of Atlantis
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FRIENDS -
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Chimaera
Mentor, Mage Healer
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Galadriel
Spirit Healer, Dream Guardian
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