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Dragon Name: 'Glowworm', Originally Known as: Iridescent |
Skills or Profession: It's possible that she commands some Antlion Guardians the same way their own Queen might, with pheromones and sweet singing; she is adept at mapping out her location, mentally, and has so many escape routes virtually no Human has ever seen her. They know she's down there, but... she doesn't make herself visible to them - she doesn't think they're worth eating. Nor worth befriending - and she feels slightly ill every time she spots one of those that have become friends with or even magically 'bonded' to them here on this planet |
Personality: a deceptively beautiful and 'sweetly glowing' dragoness, she is manipulative and dangerous, though not above occasionally making an ally - but never a 'friend' |
Events or History: (from original adoptable description: A dragon who is obsessed with anything shiny, Iridescent absolutely LOVES making intricate, complicated webs of their odd, glowing silk in the darkness of Pantala's sinkholes. She loves having prey gawk at her own shimmering scales, and her eyes widen with glee as she traps them, then eats them up, animal, scavenger, or dragon. The HiveWings have a myth about this predator, though they do not share it around their SilkWing servants, and they say her name is "The Glowworm") While she still calls herself Iridescent, she's never actually told anyone else - certainly not any of the dragons that might come 'visiting' her down in the caves, and the Vorts give her a wide berth. She fits right in among the Antlion caves below the Ranch, extending as far north as the Ranch, and south to the Rookery itself. And as they're covered in their own slightly-glowing extrusions she thought perhaps there might be someone else of interest here, turns out it's just more prey. It's easy to tell where she's been, however, since her own glows at a different color value than the yellowish crust of Antlion tunnels (the background of this page, for instance, is that very texture and color). It is also likely that there have been wandering refugees that wound up in her clutches before anyone else found them, since some of her hollowed out caches do have human remains in them. It's also entirely possible that she doesn't bother eating them either, but might use them as bait for other edible prey. ** And then one day something... compelled her to approach one of the devices that those humans had assembled in the desert. Hadn't been functional in a while, by the looks of the sandy dust on it. It was technology she couldn't possibly comprehend otherwise, but she had seen from a distance, a burst of energy, magnetism, and strange power that would then result in a dragon showing up here. Whatever prompted the arrivals she wasn't sure. And whatever had prompted her to approach this one at this moment, also... unsure. But when she did so, she could feel it in her entire body, her antennae shaking with it - it was 'on', but it wasn't bringing anything to the Rookery's remote ranch collection plate. It was handing it out. Where she wound up, it was dark. For that at least she seemed reasonably thankful. But ... but where? It was nothing like anywhere she'd been - a cavern, certainly, but there was such a strange vibration around it that she wasn't at all sure it wasn't just a dream. She couldn't possibly have anticipated being moved by the Healing Den, nor through time, but there she was - none of those words would ever cross her mind, she would remain oblivious to this unless someone fully explained it to her. And that explanation might come, as she did sense dragons. Well, their motion, four feet, certain gaits, large and small. Many small. So it was, that this unusual loner of a Silkwing arrived to the Death Court's latest clutch. |
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