Quince
(#637448)
Level 13 Tundra
Familiar
Leafy Moth
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Water.
Male Tundra
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
2.81 m
Wingspan
4.12 m
Weight
289.43 kg
Genetics
Emerald
Tiger
Tiger
Beige
Shimmer
Shimmer
Thistle
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 13 Tundra
EXP: 3427 / 45676
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
7
VIT
7
MND
7
Biography
Lantern Light
The evening wind sends a current through the prairie-grass, and Quince pats the lantern at his side. The sky hangs low above. Out here in the Wilds, lantern-light alone holds the night at bay; the stars flood the void between the trees. There's a familiar plant that blooms in starlight, and Quince stoops to harvest its leaves. Wreathed in musky smoke, he wanders on, out past the ironbough, out past the turf-houses where the little porch lanterns glow. As the stars wheel onward to meet him, the first lantern dies at his back. Night falls quickly in these parts. He passes the barrier-fence and the last cottage, turns from the well worn path. No sign of pursuit--he is alone here, at the threshold of the Wilds, and passes its eaves with a little nod.
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His eyes are no use in the dense undergrowth. He closes them and breathes deeply, lets his head swing slowly north and east. The clinging smoke will hide him from noses less clever than his own, and as for those things that hunt elsewise...well, they're wise in their way. There's something in a small and solitary dragon that inspires caution. And he is old, too, beyond even his own reckoning. There's not much left in these jungles to surprise him. The trail is shrouded but the way is easy, passed enough times, and his oily fur foils barbs and thorns. Even so far from the Tidelord's domain, his gifts find a use. He feels ancient streams thrumming through roots beneath him. There's a melody to it, if you listen long enough. But he has a task before him and can't delay. It's hard to know how long he wandered. Twice he stopped to sprinkle the musky leaves into his lantern. Twice, too, he stooped to drink from fresh streams. But the moon and stars were hidden by thick canopy, and time flowed differently in the deep jungle. Eventually, though, his footfalls slow. From the pack slung at his waist, he draws a curious contraption. Old though he is, there are some plants that still raise in him a wary respect. Back in his den, he studies the flower. It's a delicate thing, not long to bloom. And bright, too, alarmingly bright for a thing grown in shadows. It has few names, fewer uses. Quince sighs. There are...responsibilities that come with age, especially in a profession where so many die young. |
This ancient herbalist is originally from BotanyBlack's clan!
Wellsprung: One of the few dragons to encounter the Well of the Woods without being affected. He's nevertheless considered a "member" of the loose association of Wellsprung dragons, and his knowledge of unusual plants is helpful in the upkeep of other members, allowing them to remain independent of the Well. This has led to a bit of tension between him and Tirohia, and he's careful to avoid the Well--being native to a non-Nature territory certainly won't help his case, should they meet again.
As of late, he's taken up a bit of a leadership role within the Wellsprung. Under his direction, they've been collecting documentation and expanding their network, and have even made a few attempts at helping Cantos. Quince is painfully aware of just how limited their resources are, and how much is at stake--it's impossible to know just how many dragons the Well has under its influence, and Quince is terrified of the possibility of waking up some night to creatures like Cantos dragging him off to meet their creator. The Wellsprung and the Well are something of an open secret, and certain dragons are pretty open about their low opinion of the Wellsprung's efficacy. And Quince is quick to fire back--what do you expect us to do, march out there and try to drain it? Originally he was tempted to blow the whole "secret" open, but Rosaspinam's managed to get him to buy in to her paranoia. So he waits. And takes notes. And raises money on the side with black-market herbology.
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