Thunderseeker

The Shifting Expanse is a hard mistress, even to her children. Born high on the Mesas, with sharp, sparking turquoise eyes and an energy unlike any other coursing through his veins, Thunderseeker still felt lost. He found no comfort in the hot sands, the crackling air. He flinched and cringed away from the sky-shattering explosions that came from the distant Tempest Spire, the booming bellows of his god. He knew, with a thunderous ache in his heart that one day he too, like his family and friends before him, would serve that terrifying master. And he was afraid.

His brothers had long since abandoned the nest of their childhood, seeking fortunes and fame elsewhere. His parents grew weary of the single hatchling, tethered by fear and worry to his birthplace. They began to push and prod, pleading with him to find a purpose. At times he felt as though they wished his egg had not hatched, had been a dud. He looked down at his crystalline feathers, the thick growths of sparkling rock that spread along his wings, and despaired. None of his clutchmates had inherited his disease. He was flawed, and he knew it.

Many days he spent walking the edge of his Flight's land, near the soft beaches and pools of the Tidelord's domain. He found the soft sound of the lapping waves peaceful, a respite from the never ending thunder of his home. The sand here was softer, too, and picked out with shells and bits of coral, not the glassy ridges and razor-sharp bits that littered his Mesa. Lightning and Sand did not mix. As he grew more bold, he drew closer to the water, every day shuffling a bit farther into the surf. He found that the warm salt water soothed his skin, washed at the pain and horrific itch that came with his sickness.

And one day, she was there. Perched on a rock, watching him pick his way through the foam. Her skin glittered gold in the sun, just like his, but she seemed to take no issue with it. Blue fins sprouted from behind her ears and gills fluttered occasionally along her neck. Her name was Marina, she said, and she had watched him for some time. Would he like to come and see her home beneath the waves? Bravery bloomed within his coward's heart. Eagerly, he joined her in the pounding ocean, holding his breath as he dove into the blue darkness.

He never returned to the sands of the Expanse. Instead he stands by Marina's side, his love for her secret but strong. No other female could replace her in his heart. For her he learned bravery, courage, honor. For her he learned the art of the sword, the spear. His fear has turned to determination, a steadfast refusal to see anyone in his new home harmed. In the warm waters of the Leviathan Trench he is at peace. He will never let anyone take that from him again.

Lore assemblage from my hodgepodge of ideas by: Hatterlet



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Born of Lightning, enraptured by Water.

Thunderseeker was raised in a large mesa along Carrion Canyon, amidst crackling wires and and blowing sand. Tempest Spire was always in sight, its intimidating presence scraping the sky and surging with electricity. When not playing and training with his brothers, his keen eyes would watch the skies with a tinge of fear, his body giving a small flinch at every distant roar of the Stormcatcher.

His brothers left the nest before Thunder did, eagerly searching out a place to call their own.

The young hatchling eventually fled the Shifting Expanse, south towards the Ashfall Waste.

More will be added but I'm a busy derp

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NAME The Electric Tyrant [ Traumlos' Lore Finding Service ] He was born with a mass of wires tangled around him. Everything sparked with life, with electricity, and though his sister cried out and struggled beneath the coils, he inhaled deeply, scales humming with energy as sparks lit across his skin. His mother was not built for the twists and knots of the Shifting Expanse, and she fretted over her children, worrying that the environment was not safe for them; worrying that they needed a home that was more nurturing. His father's jovial laugh cut her worries in two, and he took his son to work for him under the Stormcatcher. Everything was about efficiency. A loose bolt here, an un-oiled gear there; these things added up, and far too quickly. He developed an eye for such detail quickly, murmuring to his father, who would have the proper maintenance workers take care of the problem. It wasn't long before he found his first inefficient worker, which gave him a moment of pause. 'Why would someone be operating at less than maximum efficiency?,' he mused, and more importantly- 'How can I change that?' His sister's aversion to the live wires lining his nest gave him an idea. That idea became a hypothesis, which he then tested to great effect. The application of electricity to other dragons- particularly those who were not stormborn- was a swift way to jolt them into action, so to speak. This realization made him feel powerful, and he latched onto that power with tooth and claw. It wasn't long before his personal brand of 'motivation' had gained some measure of fear and respect within the Shifting Expanse. Besides just enjoying the increased efficiency... he almost seems to enjoy the effect his treatment has on those around him, reveling in the fearful glances and the smell of burnt hair and scorched scales that he has the pleasure of experiencing when gets to practice his craft. He is extremely cunning and analytical. He doesn't speak often, and when he does it is in a low, soft voice- almost a purr. Ever the scientist, he is always eager to conduct experiments on those around him, usually in the form of pain tolerance. He's built up quite a tolerance himself, truth be told.