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OpulentTempest » Lair » Jennie
Level 1
Guardian Female
Oct 25, 2015 (4 years)
Stats Growth
PrimaryBanana Cherub
SecondaryTeal Facet
TertiarySpring Spines
Eye TypeLightning Uncommon
Energy: 0 / 50
Apparel & Skins
Naive | Sweet | Trusting

Vanished Beauty
Sweet and Trusting

Fairest of Them All

Jennie wasn’t always the clumsy, trusting guardian hatchling that now inhabits the clan.

It is said that there was once a skydancer. A great beauty among her peers, she was courted by many, coveted by all. But all the admiration just fed her ever growing ego, and little by little she became twisted. The great beauty began to dare the very gods.

She amassed many riches, gifts from her admirers and from those seeking her favor. And once she judged her fortune was enough, she went before the gods themselves. The vain beauty boldly sought to buy their favor, and as her ego grew so did their outrage. At last she demanded that she be made eternally young and beautiful, for no other could ever be as beautiful as her.

Enraged at the daring skydancer the gods decided to punish her, by granting her very wish. Eternally young, she was made into a hatchling again, and as her memories faded away she screeched at them for tricking her. As a final punishment, they turned her into a guardian – one of the very breeds she looked down on.

Finally appeased, the gods returned to their realms, leaving behind a small guardian, with no memory of the curse laid upon her.

Mirror, Mirror

At first the little guardian had no idea how she had gotten lost. Upon further thought, she also had no idea where she belonged to in the first place. The magic that turned her back had also erased her memory, and her small brain couldn’t possibly grasp the events that led her to her current situation.

With no clue of who or where she was, the little guardian found herself oddly drawn to her own reflection. Try as she might, she constantly found herself drawn back to it, so finally she gave up and made her way through the wilderness, following her own image as it flickered all around her.

And so she made her way to the icy domain of the Icewarden, dazzled by the ice walls and crystal caves that reflected a thousand times her own face at her, hundreds and hundreds of companions to a hatchling that only ever remembered being alone.

That was, until she suddenly found herself inside a lair that was very much occupied. Stumbling upon Cassandra’s clan, the small guardian was ecstatic to meet new friends, and despite protests eventually won the – very reluctant – affection of the matriarch herself. The queen suspected there was more about the small dragon than met the eye, but it was clear the little one had no more knowledge of her previous life than any of the clan members.

Given a simple name, Jennie was accepted into the clan. But sometimes word comes by of the vanished dragon. In those days, Jennie often founds herself staring into her own reflection, trying to see clearly the dragon that every so often flickers in her place as she stares into her own eyes.
Trying to find out more about the stranger that screams at her to let her out.

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