Pandora
(#46047315)
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
Familiar
Sunsea Pseudo
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Fire.
Female Pearlcatcher
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
7.28 m
Wingspan
6.15 m
Weight
435.85 kg
Genetics
Midnight
Starmap
Starmap
Sunshine
Constellation
Constellation
Sunset
Firefly
Firefly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
7
INT
7
VIT
6
MND
7
Biography
Looking for her mate ;o;
Libra: the scales
There was a time where Pandora could remember very little about herself. She was young when she came into her powers, that much she knew, but what happened before that was vague in and out of memories. Parents, siblings, a clan to call her own. That took up most of the basic bits of memory. Something changing, and suddenly she was without and her memories turned faded and fuzzy. Flared tensions and emotions at her childlike bluntness of reading a person even so young would pinprick enough to give her an understanding, though what came of it and how it affected her were lost. When she finally came into her magical gifts, the world turned clear. Gone was the fuzz of uncertainty, lost to time of a youth she barely remembered living.
For the rest of her youth, Pandora moved from clan to clan utilizing the gift of her magic to read fortunes. She grew talented at it, earning a bit of a following, but the pearlcatcher was lonely on her travels. She had so few memories of loved ones, and while her gentle demeanor would often garner affection and caring from other dragons, she had always felt like there was something else. Someone else, waiting for her.
The clan she had chosen to stay in for some time had not been new to the type of dragon that Pandora was. They had seen bards and circus troupes, seers and poets. Pandora always found such clans were the type that she could feel herself at ease in, but she had not been expecting them to be entertaining another like her. Curious about this other pearlcatcher, Pandora had sat in one of his readings with the clan members after closing her own card readings for the day. As she settled down she found herself in awe of the similarities between the two dragons, watching as he too innately understood the dragons seated across from him just by simply knowing their star signs and a cursory read of a basic card spread. Something within the dragon seemed to click in place, and so when he finished her readings she approached him.
“You’re very skilled,” she had murmured to the other pearlcatcher, stepping past the last straggler as he folded his cards up in their silk cloth. “I found your readings were very accurate.” Faust, as the pearlcatcher was named, looked up at her and smiled.
“Thank you, yours this morning were as well.” he answered. Pandora gave pause.
“You went to my readings as well?” she asked. Faust nodded, standing from the table he had been reading at.
“I found it curious that there was someone similar to me in the clan, so I had a look before doing some readings myself.” he explained. Pandora smiled a little.
“Seems we were both thinking the same thing.” she added. Faust graced her with a smile of his own, nodding.
“Seems it.” The two stared at each other for a moment in a brief second of quiet, interrupted by another dragon approaching them.
“Oh, I’m too late.” the dragon had sighed, deflating when they realized that Faust had finished for the day.
“Come now, I can do one more. You seem to need it.” Faust hummed, gesturing toward the table. The dragon looked at him with awe, settling down next to him. “Tell me, under what star sign were you born?”
“Me? The archer.”
“So you’re-”
“-zealous.” both said it at the same time, turning to look at each other as it came out of their mouths.
“Oh, quite! I get that a lot actually.” the dragon said with a little laugh. “You both picked up on it! How interesting, almost as though fate conspired for you to meet!” Faust and Pandora smiled back, and the female pearlcatcher settled to watch the other finish the reading.
It was not often that one could find someone who shared the same abilities as another. It was almost impossible it seemed, however. Faust himself seemed just as surprised, but both pearlcatchers were at ease with each other in a way that seemed almost natural. Had fate truly conspired to bring them together? Pandora wasn’t sure, but she could not deny the comfortable nature that the two fell into quickly. The two fell into a routine of their own, traveling through different clans and reading the dragons that resided in them. They wove their magic seamlessly with each other, along with their lives.
Fate seemed to conspire yet again for the dragons, leading them to the Gemini Clan. Two pearlcatchers, alike in their abilities and magic in reading dragons based on their star signs, had ended up in a clan that revered twin souls. They saw the two pearlcatchers and their abilities as something beyond the realm of the material planes, and so the rumor spread that Faust and Pandora were from the stars themselves. Given the title of Star Reader each, the two settled into this life and did so with the same comfort they felt within themselves.
Libra: the scales
There was a time where Pandora could remember very little about herself. She was young when she came into her powers, that much she knew, but what happened before that was vague in and out of memories. Parents, siblings, a clan to call her own. That took up most of the basic bits of memory. Something changing, and suddenly she was without and her memories turned faded and fuzzy. Flared tensions and emotions at her childlike bluntness of reading a person even so young would pinprick enough to give her an understanding, though what came of it and how it affected her were lost. When she finally came into her magical gifts, the world turned clear. Gone was the fuzz of uncertainty, lost to time of a youth she barely remembered living.
For the rest of her youth, Pandora moved from clan to clan utilizing the gift of her magic to read fortunes. She grew talented at it, earning a bit of a following, but the pearlcatcher was lonely on her travels. She had so few memories of loved ones, and while her gentle demeanor would often garner affection and caring from other dragons, she had always felt like there was something else. Someone else, waiting for her.
The clan she had chosen to stay in for some time had not been new to the type of dragon that Pandora was. They had seen bards and circus troupes, seers and poets. Pandora always found such clans were the type that she could feel herself at ease in, but she had not been expecting them to be entertaining another like her. Curious about this other pearlcatcher, Pandora had sat in one of his readings with the clan members after closing her own card readings for the day. As she settled down she found herself in awe of the similarities between the two dragons, watching as he too innately understood the dragons seated across from him just by simply knowing their star signs and a cursory read of a basic card spread. Something within the dragon seemed to click in place, and so when he finished her readings she approached him.
“You’re very skilled,” she had murmured to the other pearlcatcher, stepping past the last straggler as he folded his cards up in their silk cloth. “I found your readings were very accurate.” Faust, as the pearlcatcher was named, looked up at her and smiled.
“Thank you, yours this morning were as well.” he answered. Pandora gave pause.
“You went to my readings as well?” she asked. Faust nodded, standing from the table he had been reading at.
“I found it curious that there was someone similar to me in the clan, so I had a look before doing some readings myself.” he explained. Pandora smiled a little.
“Seems we were both thinking the same thing.” she added. Faust graced her with a smile of his own, nodding.
“Seems it.” The two stared at each other for a moment in a brief second of quiet, interrupted by another dragon approaching them.
“Oh, I’m too late.” the dragon had sighed, deflating when they realized that Faust had finished for the day.
“Come now, I can do one more. You seem to need it.” Faust hummed, gesturing toward the table. The dragon looked at him with awe, settling down next to him. “Tell me, under what star sign were you born?”
“Me? The archer.”
“So you’re-”
“-zealous.” both said it at the same time, turning to look at each other as it came out of their mouths.
“Oh, quite! I get that a lot actually.” the dragon said with a little laugh. “You both picked up on it! How interesting, almost as though fate conspired for you to meet!” Faust and Pandora smiled back, and the female pearlcatcher settled to watch the other finish the reading.
It was not often that one could find someone who shared the same abilities as another. It was almost impossible it seemed, however. Faust himself seemed just as surprised, but both pearlcatchers were at ease with each other in a way that seemed almost natural. Had fate truly conspired to bring them together? Pandora wasn’t sure, but she could not deny the comfortable nature that the two fell into quickly. The two fell into a routine of their own, traveling through different clans and reading the dragons that resided in them. They wove their magic seamlessly with each other, along with their lives.
Fate seemed to conspire yet again for the dragons, leading them to the Gemini Clan. Two pearlcatchers, alike in their abilities and magic in reading dragons based on their star signs, had ended up in a clan that revered twin souls. They saw the two pearlcatchers and their abilities as something beyond the realm of the material planes, and so the rumor spread that Faust and Pandora were from the stars themselves. Given the title of Star Reader each, the two settled into this life and did so with the same comfort they felt within themselves.
lore written by : Awaas
Aries: the ram
Several dragons sat around the pearlcatcher, though only one was seated closest to him. Between the two there was a soft, well loved cloth which cards had been arranged upon. A few were already turned up, while the pearlcatcher’s claws hesitated on the next as he examined the last before moving on. He flipped it, regarding the image splayed across the card. It was an intricate yet simple design that was on the cards. They looked handmade, and despite the fact that the pearlcatcher often was sought out for readings, they somehow managed to stay only slightly worn from use. The pearlcatcher flipped the last card, turning it over and reading what the greater message had come to. He looked up at the dragon seated across from him.
“Well?” the dragon pressed. “What does it say?” A gentle silence fell between everyone in attendance before the pearlcatcher spoke.
“Prosperity,” the dragon breathed heavily out, happy with this answer. “But also caution. You must be careful with your choices if you are to accomplish it.”
“But there is prosperity, right?” the dragon asked. “You see it there, in the cards.” he nodded at the question.
“Yes, but the cards are not definitive. They do not spell out the future permanently. Everything is always changing, and the cards could change if you act differently.” there was a sour look crossing the face of the dragon seated in front of him.
“So there’s no way to know if this is true.” he grumbled. The pearlcatcher shrugged.
“I believe in them, and they’ve never led me astray. It’s not up to me to decide if you do, too.”
The pearlcatcher had packed up his things soon after, allowing his mate Pandora to take over for a fwe more readings before the pair decided they were done. They had been living within that clan for a few weeks now, reading the cards of dragons interested as a means to provide within the clan. But as with everything, it was not permanent. Faust and his mate Pandora had only come there as a stop between then and the next, as all clans they spent time in had been temporary. They’d stay as long as they felt was necessary, and both believed their time within the clan had come to an end. The leader of the clan had requested one final reading before they left, and so Faust had delivered on the request.
“You saw more in the cards didn’t you?” Pandora asked him, rubbing against the other pearlcatcher affectionately as they began their travels. He smiled a little, then shrugged.
“The leader will see prosperity, but he doesn’t have the personality for it.” he hummed. Pandora nodded knowingly, but pressed it no longer. Sometimes the cards would show them something about another that would hinder their success, and sometimes it showed them things they wished not to know. It was best to keep quiet about it, for their own sake and for those involved.
Where the two would travel next was never a decided thing when they started out. It was wherever they were drawn to, and dependant on whether the clan they traveled to would take them in. This was how it had always been, since they were young dragons still fresh within the world. A penchant for understanding how to read the tarot and innate connections to magic had flowed strongly in both Faust and Pandora, and it seemed they were drawn together through because of such a connection. It wasn’t necessarily love at first sight, but both dragons could feel the tug in their chests; they could see the way magic flowed about the other. Perhaps it was what drew them closer, perhaps it was something else. Both dragons were not one to question the fate they were given, content and happy within each other’s company.
They roamed together for as long as they could remember, moving from clan to clan as they spread their readings with each they encountered. Soon they came to the Gemini Clan, doing as they always had in each stop they’d taken. The two were quickly regarded as the Star Readers when they began reading cards for the dragons of Gemini Clan. Just like the constellations that darted across their hides, Faust and Pandora spoke to others’ star signs within their tarot reading. They understood other dragons through such methods, calling upon the magic they so easily harnessed to understand the individual that came to them. Their entrance into the clan was such a surprise to the locals however, that rumors spread they were also from the stars. The two didn’t dispute them, but they also didn’t back up the claims. There was something about this clan, however. Something that spoke to them and made the pair think that perhaps they would stay a little longer. Indefinitely? Maybe, maybe not. It was always up to fate to decide if they felt the tug of somewhere else on the horizon.
lore written by : Awaas
Aries: the ram
Several dragons sat around the pearlcatcher, though only one was seated closest to him. Between the two there was a soft, well loved cloth which cards had been arranged upon. A few were already turned up, while the pearlcatcher’s claws hesitated on the next as he examined the last before moving on. He flipped it, regarding the image splayed across the card. It was an intricate yet simple design that was on the cards. They looked handmade, and despite the fact that the pearlcatcher often was sought out for readings, they somehow managed to stay only slightly worn from use. The pearlcatcher flipped the last card, turning it over and reading what the greater message had come to. He looked up at the dragon seated across from him.
“Well?” the dragon pressed. “What does it say?” A gentle silence fell between everyone in attendance before the pearlcatcher spoke.
“Prosperity,” the dragon breathed heavily out, happy with this answer. “But also caution. You must be careful with your choices if you are to accomplish it.”
“But there is prosperity, right?” the dragon asked. “You see it there, in the cards.” he nodded at the question.
“Yes, but the cards are not definitive. They do not spell out the future permanently. Everything is always changing, and the cards could change if you act differently.” there was a sour look crossing the face of the dragon seated in front of him.
“So there’s no way to know if this is true.” he grumbled. The pearlcatcher shrugged.
“I believe in them, and they’ve never led me astray. It’s not up to me to decide if you do, too.”
The pearlcatcher had packed up his things soon after, allowing his mate Pandora to take over for a fwe more readings before the pair decided they were done. They had been living within that clan for a few weeks now, reading the cards of dragons interested as a means to provide within the clan. But as with everything, it was not permanent. Faust and his mate Pandora had only come there as a stop between then and the next, as all clans they spent time in had been temporary. They’d stay as long as they felt was necessary, and both believed their time within the clan had come to an end. The leader of the clan had requested one final reading before they left, and so Faust had delivered on the request.
“You saw more in the cards didn’t you?” Pandora asked him, rubbing against the other pearlcatcher affectionately as they began their travels. He smiled a little, then shrugged.
“The leader will see prosperity, but he doesn’t have the personality for it.” he hummed. Pandora nodded knowingly, but pressed it no longer. Sometimes the cards would show them something about another that would hinder their success, and sometimes it showed them things they wished not to know. It was best to keep quiet about it, for their own sake and for those involved.
Where the two would travel next was never a decided thing when they started out. It was wherever they were drawn to, and dependant on whether the clan they traveled to would take them in. This was how it had always been, since they were young dragons still fresh within the world. A penchant for understanding how to read the tarot and innate connections to magic had flowed strongly in both Faust and Pandora, and it seemed they were drawn together through because of such a connection. It wasn’t necessarily love at first sight, but both dragons could feel the tug in their chests; they could see the way magic flowed about the other. Perhaps it was what drew them closer, perhaps it was something else. Both dragons were not one to question the fate they were given, content and happy within each other’s company.
They roamed together for as long as they could remember, moving from clan to clan as they spread their readings with each they encountered. Soon they came to the Gemini Clan, doing as they always had in each stop they’d taken. The two were quickly regarded as the Star Readers when they began reading cards for the dragons of Gemini Clan. Just like the constellations that darted across their hides, Faust and Pandora spoke to others’ star signs within their tarot reading. They understood other dragons through such methods, calling upon the magic they so easily harnessed to understand the individual that came to them. Their entrance into the clan was such a surprise to the locals however, that rumors spread they were also from the stars. The two didn’t dispute them, but they also didn’t back up the claims. There was something about this clan, however. Something that spoke to them and made the pair think that perhaps they would stay a little longer. Indefinitely? Maybe, maybe not. It was always up to fate to decide if they felt the tug of somewhere else on the horizon.
lore written by : Awaas
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