Vespers
(#32007504)
the Cursed Queen Consort
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Ice.
Female Skydancer
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
3.61 m
Wingspan
4.4 m
Weight
733.44 kg
Genetics
Orca
Cherub
Cherub
Orca
Peregrine
Peregrine
Orca
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 4 Skydancer
EXP: 272 / 4027
STR
4
AGI
5
DEF
4
QCK
9
INT
9
VIT
4
MND
9
Biography
Vespers
Queen Consort to the Frosthollow Throne
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i.
The Silver Wedding
Minute crystals lace their way through her scales, fractals catching warm light that mirrors the pastel skies, streaked with gently glistening stars that watched from above, nestled among their silent skyscape. And an infinity below their gentle glory, the feathers of queens intertwined in embrace, whose dual melodies, at this single point, converged in harmony, triumphant and dazzling. Surely the music of their souls was ruled by resonant chords appassionato, a celebration of their joyous union at long last.
Queen Reyftzhehendren’s Consort- a skydancer of sleek and nimble feminine figure, yet fragile so as to seem to be no more than a mirage of mist and night, masquerading in the form of the newly ascended Queen Crowned. How slight she is, the one christened Vespers, yet radiant in her projection of the ideals of Iceblooded nobility. In her trail lay shards of ice, and the glacial aura of bone-chilling cold infiltrates those graced by her presence. And obscured by a sheer veil of hailstone-inlaid tulle, were silver eyes that pierced through all in the sprawling marble cathedral hall, demanding their respect and submission to the pair of queens, whose reign was prophesied to be illustrious, should they not fall to the wrath of maddened phantom presences from dimensions outside of their own. Or perhaps, they are to fall not to ethereal spirits, but instead to the venom that courses through the veins of her own court, black as the wings of corvids that encircle the skies above the Cathedral Frosthollow. But before the grievances of defending a queendom burdens their wings, the queens proceed beyond the ceremony of their unity to the events of the Ascension Ball, a grandiose spectacle.
ii.
The Ascension Ball
The chill of icy breezes twine through harp strings and whisper through the barrels of delicate woodwinds, a symphony most grand in accompaniment to the pairs of nobility, dragons of the purest Ice-born blood. These are the dragons that personify glaciers. Dragons that manifest from raging storms of sleet and hail. Those who harness the northern wind, and find glory in reaching the peaks of snow swept mountain crags. But frozen cores are masked by silks, and furs and jewels, their arabesques and lithe waltzes performed among the clouds and upon open air, cliff top ballrooms are but facades for the deceitful dances of alliances and treacherous negotiations. Nestled among the sleet-cloaked mountain peaks of the Cloudscape Crags, the Houses of the Noctilucent Court live in alliance laced with corruption’s poison, as no heart is left untouched by the winter winds.
iii.
The Wraith Queen
They whispered about her, rumors and secrets that flitted like the frail snow feathered birds that swooped among the palace grounds. Beyond Reyft's ear, they christened Vespers as the little changeling queen. Something about her, they say, is not quite draconic, and perhaps it never was... All that is known of the consort's origins was that she once was a maiden residing among the cliff villages beneath the palace, presented to the queen for her delicate beauty, and her prowess in playing the ice chimes. For this, she was immediately claimed as the queen's own, and they married beneath a silver morning sky.
Their story proved that love alone is not a great enough force to keep darkness at bay. As penance for Queen Reyft's tampering into the ancient power that she so badly wished to wield, the conduit of this magic must be the one she loved. And so, Vespers became the vessel of an unholy sentience. They hid the ghost queen away, and assured the court that she was simply ill, when truly she was being eaten alive by the ancient magic. It manifested in dark energy, an aura of black that left stains on her scales. Reyft visits her tower often, mourning one who still lives but is as good as gone. The guards have said that she never stays for long, as the sight of her love, brought to her edge of demise by this abomination of magic, is too overwhelming even for a queen with a heart of ice. Or perhaps, it is the guilt that drives her away. The presence of the dark magic has thrown the natural flow of Vespers' Ice magic off balance, and the only way to eradicate the host along with it, something only the queen and her most trusted advisors know. But Reyft can not bring herself to kill her consort, frail and shaking as she is. How ironic, that the ruination of the kingdom lay shivering in her tower, that her love is her undoing? Vespers knows not what has happened to her, only that she loves her queen, innocent to the fact that it is the monarch's fault for her impending demise.
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Crystallize
To capture
A fleeting moment
A fractured spirit
In her grace
Opal tears faceted
And glittering
With grace
Her blood is diamond
Silver plated scales
Glissando lullaby
Suspended in marble
Eyes painted
With the palette
Of a hailstorm
Glistening, fierce
But so slowly
Shattering
Into the icy winds
A whispered
Mournful melody
Hail (hail)
A broken queen
Too fragile
For a throne
Hear her
In the silence
Silver sixteenths
On an infinite
Glacial plane
Too cold
For a monarch
Her soul
Pristine lace
Frosted over
And carried
Away
In the whispers
Of winter
Nights
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Hunger Games Nicknames
-A Long Winter's Day
-The Winds of Winter
-Goddess of Even More Murder
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i.
The Silver Wedding
Minute crystals lace their way through her scales, fractals catching warm light that mirrors the pastel skies, streaked with gently glistening stars that watched from above, nestled among their silent skyscape. And an infinity below their gentle glory, the feathers of queens intertwined in embrace, whose dual melodies, at this single point, converged in harmony, triumphant and dazzling. Surely the music of their souls was ruled by resonant chords appassionato, a celebration of their joyous union at long last.
Queen Reyftzhehendren’s Consort- a skydancer of sleek and nimble feminine figure, yet fragile so as to seem to be no more than a mirage of mist and night, masquerading in the form of the newly ascended Queen Crowned. How slight she is, the one christened Vespers, yet radiant in her projection of the ideals of Iceblooded nobility. In her trail lay shards of ice, and the glacial aura of bone-chilling cold infiltrates those graced by her presence. And obscured by a sheer veil of hailstone-inlaid tulle, were silver eyes that pierced through all in the sprawling marble cathedral hall, demanding their respect and submission to the pair of queens, whose reign was prophesied to be illustrious, should they not fall to the wrath of maddened phantom presences from dimensions outside of their own. Or perhaps, they are to fall not to ethereal spirits, but instead to the venom that courses through the veins of her own court, black as the wings of corvids that encircle the skies above the Cathedral Frosthollow. But before the grievances of defending a queendom burdens their wings, the queens proceed beyond the ceremony of their unity to the events of the Ascension Ball, a grandiose spectacle.
ii.
The Ascension Ball
The chill of icy breezes twine through harp strings and whisper through the barrels of delicate woodwinds, a symphony most grand in accompaniment to the pairs of nobility, dragons of the purest Ice-born blood. These are the dragons that personify glaciers. Dragons that manifest from raging storms of sleet and hail. Those who harness the northern wind, and find glory in reaching the peaks of snow swept mountain crags. But frozen cores are masked by silks, and furs and jewels, their arabesques and lithe waltzes performed among the clouds and upon open air, cliff top ballrooms are but facades for the deceitful dances of alliances and treacherous negotiations. Nestled among the sleet-cloaked mountain peaks of the Cloudscape Crags, the Houses of the Noctilucent Court live in alliance laced with corruption’s poison, as no heart is left untouched by the winter winds.
iii.
The Wraith Queen
They whispered about her, rumors and secrets that flitted like the frail snow feathered birds that swooped among the palace grounds. Beyond Reyft's ear, they christened Vespers as the little changeling queen. Something about her, they say, is not quite draconic, and perhaps it never was... All that is known of the consort's origins was that she once was a maiden residing among the cliff villages beneath the palace, presented to the queen for her delicate beauty, and her prowess in playing the ice chimes. For this, she was immediately claimed as the queen's own, and they married beneath a silver morning sky.
Their story proved that love alone is not a great enough force to keep darkness at bay. As penance for Queen Reyft's tampering into the ancient power that she so badly wished to wield, the conduit of this magic must be the one she loved. And so, Vespers became the vessel of an unholy sentience. They hid the ghost queen away, and assured the court that she was simply ill, when truly she was being eaten alive by the ancient magic. It manifested in dark energy, an aura of black that left stains on her scales. Reyft visits her tower often, mourning one who still lives but is as good as gone. The guards have said that she never stays for long, as the sight of her love, brought to her edge of demise by this abomination of magic, is too overwhelming even for a queen with a heart of ice. Or perhaps, it is the guilt that drives her away. The presence of the dark magic has thrown the natural flow of Vespers' Ice magic off balance, and the only way to eradicate the host along with it, something only the queen and her most trusted advisors know. But Reyft can not bring herself to kill her consort, frail and shaking as she is. How ironic, that the ruination of the kingdom lay shivering in her tower, that her love is her undoing? Vespers knows not what has happened to her, only that she loves her queen, innocent to the fact that it is the monarch's fault for her impending demise.
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╭━━━━━━━━━━━━╮
Crystallize
To capture
A fleeting moment
A fractured spirit
In her grace
Opal tears faceted
And glittering
With grace
Her blood is diamond
Silver plated scales
Glissando lullaby
Suspended in marble
Eyes painted
With the palette
Of a hailstorm
Glistening, fierce
But so slowly
Shattering
Into the icy winds
A whispered
Mournful melody
Hail (hail)
A broken queen
Too fragile
For a throne
Hear her
In the silence
Silver sixteenths
On an infinite
Glacial plane
Too cold
For a monarch
Her soul
Pristine lace
Frosted over
And carried
Away
In the whispers
Of winter
Nights
╰━━━━━━━━━━━━╯
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Hunger Games Nicknames
-A Long Winter's Day
-The Winds of Winter
-Goddess of Even More Murder
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