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If you aren't Dawnforest or Storm Dredgers do not post
For far too long dragons have been treated as something to be discarded a powerful battle weapon, a pet, a method of transport. Thedragons have decided enough is enough tired of the mistreatment the humans have given them they are revolting. Some of the small pet dragons stay spoiled and soft particularly the ones with rich and powerful owners they are looked down on. Will the dragons finnialy be free?
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Lightbringer
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set in the medieval ish times
Role:
Dragons: Fighter Scout Tracker Forger (dragons with fire abilities that help forge metal) Transport Pet (small dragons with harmless or very weak abilities) merchants dragon - Humans: (Side charectars) King queen heir guard general soldier scout/ tracker Blacksmith farmer merchant artisan cheft
Most humans have a dragon except for farmers
Fell free to make up new roles |
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Name: Dragonfly
Gender: She/ they Age: 20 Role: merchant's dragon Appearance:  Personality: Dragonfly is a nice dragon she is easy to get along with and is shy but friendly if you approach her. She doesn't like being told what to do very much. You can very easily get in her bad side. Abilities: Fire breath Manipulate the air a bit
Other: One if not the best fliers of dragons alive.
- ---- Name: Nightshade gender: Female age: 28 in human years role: mother/ tracker Appearance: ignore the eye with inverse shading  Personality: Nightshades is a fierce dragon. She gets anger quickly and it is extremely easy to get on her bad side. She likes to eavesdrop on conversations. If you somehow become her friend then you will have one of the kindest most loyal friend you could ask for. Willing to defend you and keep secrets until she dies. She almost always speaks her mind. She used to be much kinder always willing to help and would care a lot about anyone.
Abilities: Her teeth have a deadly toxic in them. Resistant to most poisons Standered fire breath Family: Mate: dead offspring: she has one egg. Nightshade won't talk about the father. |
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Name: Lumine
Gender: Genderfluid (she/they/he)
Age: Young adult (~20 in human years)
Species: Dragon Abilities: - Can breathe underwater for short periods of time - Firebreath - Glowing markings Role: Fighter
Looks:
Lumine is a fairly large dragon witha good amount of muscle, though she often looks small next to others due to the fact that she hatched without wings. Her scales are a deep purple, and they have red diamonds along her spine that glow in darkness. Also along their spine are pale pink spikes, with blue webbing between them. She has pink and red rings around her lower legs, a strong tail best used for swimming, and an extra finger on each of her front feet. His eyes are a deep green and her horns curve inwards, the righ tone broken off in a fight.
Personality:
Lumine is full of snark. She'll speak her mind regardless of if it's good for her, a trait that often gets them in trouble. They tend to be rather close-minded, and are quick to use violence to solve their problems. Still, she does her best to be altruistic, even when she isn't always. Likes: Sparring, swimming, her family Dislikes: Humans (including her owner), being forced to kill other dragons
Other: Her owner is a general and owns both her and her father, who she's close with. She's never met her mother
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Dragonfly Dragonfly stood near the edge of a crowded city street. Her human heals her lead tightly as he called out his wares. The leather bags where heavy on her back and she knew that the bags of gold would be even heavier on the flight back. Another human dressed in ragged clothing came forward and her human wearing the clothes of a wealthy merchant shooed them off.
Dragonfly curled her tail slightly around their back talons sighing softly. At this rate they'd be here all day. Everyday her human seemed to be pickier and pickier about what humans could buy from him. Nightshade will be posted tomorrow |
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Lumine she/they/he
Lumine's human tugged tightly on her lead, the rope connecting to a halter wrapped around the purple dragon's face. She stumbled after him, talons scrapping the stone street. It was one of the few times she'd been taken out without her father, who'd been sent to the forge for the day.
The man leading her was in full general's regalia, and would occasionally stop to speak to a passerby who gawked at his wingless dragon. The sight only made Lumine roll their eyes. Humans were so easily impressed, sometimes it felt like all she needed to do was breathe to by commented on and questioned. Still, today was their off day from fighting in the local arena, and she intended to make the most of her time outside. It wasn't long before the general dragged him over to a merchant, and as the two began to bicker, her emerald eyes wandered to the teal dragon behind the humans. Tentatively, Lumine waved in greeting. |
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Dragonfly Dragonfly gave a slight wave to the purple dragon. No wings. That was interesting. She had never seen a dragon without wings. Personally Dragonfly had a very large wingspan for her smallish size.
- Nightshade Nightshade curled her tail around her egg. There wasn't very much danger in the nursery. The small humans made sure of that. It had almost been a year since the egg had been laid. It was due to hatch soon.
The dragon nursery was a long cave system with one main tunnel then offshoots leading to caverns for the dragons to live. Everything was lit with torches or glow worms. Hers was big with a domed ceiling and a dip in the center of the ground for a nest that was lined with a thick bed of hay. Food was delivered to her two or three times a day. Near the edge of her cavern was a deep trench that was always filled with clean water.
Nightshade longed to be able to fly again. To hunt, to see the sky and the stars. But she was trapped in the cave. Underground. |
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