LF: 2 MALE Wildclaws! [For skins!]
bildungsromance's Clan
I put my space suit on one leg at a time
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c l a n .v e r i t a __________________________________________________________________________ you may fly far above the world, but it is never beneath you ⌛ |
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at the foot of a terraced cliffside yawns a spacious grotto, screened from above and below by a verdant bamboo grove fed by the waters of a slow-running stream. this is the greendelve, high seat of dame mira and her lord consort armand. | . |
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about me
Kat, 26, INFJ. Law student, former (thankfully) minimum wage employee, and avid hobbyist. Stubborn, maudlin, and verbose. Likes ravens and writing desks and wrote on both. Might be a magical girl. Unclear. I joined the Welcome Week of February 2018 so I’m still learning. Feel free to message me about anything and everything, especially lore of both the canonical and player-made varieties. Hoping to open a lore shop up later this semester and by summer at the latest. | . |
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the greendelve
What drew Dame Mira to the Zephyr Steppes was a mission both untethered and focused: explore, make yourself known to others but do no harm, learn, compile, fly beyond the horizon because there's a horizon to fly beyond. Raised as she was in the Guardian culture that values attachment to places, people, and things, this was the best explanation she could offer and the only explanation, because it was the truth. No sooner did she choose to make a terraced cliffside her Charge than she found she was not the only Guardian whose Search, or lack thereof, had led them to this place. Armand was unlike any Guardian she had ever met, retaining his nobility of aspect without any apparent Charge to his name. Even more surprising to her was how swiftly and humbly he asked if he might serve her in her mission. For years, he told her, he had haunted the whistling heights of the Steppes without a mate, content to pass through life as merely an observer. He would not tell her how he first began his wandering ways, saying only that his past was only to be learned from, not recounted, and that they should let the matter lie. She obliged him, for in every other way, he wished only to serve. But Mira would not have him be anything other than her equal and partner. And so the cliffside came to be known, in time, as the domain of Dame Mira and Lord Armand, compassionate adventurers and guardians of truth - as readily to be found far beyond the edges of the Windswept Plateau as deep in the caverns of the cliffside, truth and compassion in all things their only Charge. | . |
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goals + important info
goals + important info: - if I buy your dragon at a fodder price it is likely I will exalt it. if for some reason you’d rather I didn’t, feel free to message me and let me know. - timezone is FR +3 - currently getting used to exalting for profit and hopefully ultimately getting into Dom activies - have three great lvl 25 dragons with varying builds (Armand is a Mire Flier, Mira is an Anticitank, and Jaken is a healer/caster) to keep things interesting - saving up primarily for genes atm: iridescent, bee, and filigree for my progens and their three descendants as well as peregrine and falcon for Zephyr and opal for Aeran - not really looking for more dragons atm as I’m developing lore for those I have and working on geneing those mentioned above before breeding them (though I will keep at least one of every pair’s offspring at some point bc they’re likely to be pretty and I’m sentimental like that and ofc I will eventually get mates for them too)
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Promise, I'll read everything this Sunday, though I don't need to read it to know it'll be a great read >:D