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Delkerono » Lair » NamelessWanderer
Level 10
Fae Male
Apr 10, 2015 (4 years)
Stats Growth
PrimaryCharcoal Clown
SecondaryPurple Shimmer
TertiaryRose Basic
Eye TypeWind Common
Energy: 50 / 50
Apparel & Skins
Reg familiar> Timber Tender

The Nameless Wanderer

Owners I've Had:
146551- Imbricaria
64884 - Unidra
70658 - Chicanery
146551 - Imbricaria
158513 - Vibrance
117006 - kdskid003
130300 - Delkerono



When the rock-colored fae was discovered outside the second lair he visited, carrying only some apparel from home and some paper to scribble some poetry on, he was immediately taken under [9940898]Aquarius' wing. He would not say what his name was and did not seem to understand the idea of having a name. Anytime someone tried to give him a name, he neglected to respond. They finally gave up and just referred to him as the "nameless wanderer."

After leaving his second lair, the nameless wanderer found himself in his first lair. Many of the dragons had gone, new ones entered, and many had changed breeds. But they were still kind to him, tending to the cuts he had gotten entering the clan. But, his wandering nature forced him to leave.

He stumbled into a large lair in Plague, dizzy and bleeding and collapsed just inside the clan's borders.
He couldn't recall much upon waking up but he was positive that this wasn't 'home'. "What's going on?" he demanded, throwing an accusing glare at the [15340584]white dragon that towered over him.
Saint backed up, "Take it easy Wanderer. I mean you no harm," he trilled, "I only wished to help you."
Wanderer stared at Saint for a while before looking down at himself and taking in the bandages that were secured around his torso. "Th-thank you," he stuttered, looking back at Saint.
Saint nodded at him before looking out at the sky. "There's a storm afoot, you'd best rest here for the night," he stated, moving over to a heap of fabric.
The storm dissipated shortly, and Wanderer said goodbye to Saint at first light and took off on his next adventure.

He came across a valley in the windswept plateau, injured from a recent fight. He fell on the ground in front of Estella, who put him on her back and flew back to the lliure clan. The coatl brought him to the healer and left to talk to Faren. The nameless wanderer woke up and saw the healer, asking who brought him here. The healer told him that their courier brought him here and that he is safe here. He wandered around the clan, looking for this courier that [8212909]Peache] told him about. [8832202]Estella came into sight, she was talking to the clan leader about her recent travels. The nameless wanderer walked over and coughed to get their attention, it worked. He thanked Estella for helping him, she just smiled and told him no need to thank her. The clan leader told him that he could stay as long as he wanted to and that he was welcomed back if he were to end up at the gates on his travels again.

This was it, this was the place he wanted to reside for a while. He liked how free spirited everyone was here.

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