• {STORY / PRESENT} Lucian was a fierce and brave warrior, a master in the art of combat and dragon mastery. he was born into a family of warriors who taught him to fight from a very young age. His father was a great swordsman and his mother a skilled archer, and Lucian grew up practicing with them, learning the art of combat and strategy.
Despite the harsh reality of his training, Lucian had a kind and tender heart, and he would often use his skills to protect those who could not defend themselves. he was fiercely loyal to those he loved and was always the first to stand up for those in need of help.
One day, an enemy clan attacked Lucian's village, and he was forced to fight for the lives of his family and friends. With his trusty blade by her side, he fought with all his might, using his swiftness and dragonic ways to dispatch his opponents. Despite the long and grueling battle, Lucian emerged victorious, having saved his village from destruction.
From that day on, Lucian was revered as a hero and a champion among his people. he became a respected warrior and leader, known for his courage, skill, and unwavering loyalty. Though his life was marked by violence and conflict, he never lost sight of his humanity and his deep compassion for others. Lucian lived out his days with pride and honor, knowing that he had used his powers for good and had made a difference in the lives of those around him.
Still trying to come up with a name, X = his to be name
X is a unique individual whose remarkable existence intertwining the boundaries between the existence of humans and dragons. Born under mysterious circumstances, he possesses a blend of human traits and dragon qualities, making him the embodiment of enchantment and power. With his striking appearance, X stands out from the crowd. His glistening white hair, accentuating his presence; His piercing sapphire eyes gleam with intensity, hinting at depths of wisdom and ancient knowledge within. Adorning his forehead are a pair of curved horns that match the vibrant hue of his magnificent, serpent-like blue tail, which gracefully coils around him.
;; Guardians are enigmatic creatures found few and far between. Future adventurers looking for their next thrill, or adventure should heed the silence's ring, for where great treasures and forbidden secrets lie, a guardian is sure to be nearby.
The appearance of a guardian depends solely on the environment they trek, where most are horrifying monsters and eldritch entities- One decides to look humanoid. Standing at 6'2 feet, this curious guardian is often depicted by others with white fluffy hair that fades into a bright cyan. His form is seemingly male and almost draconic in nature; a dark blue tail, and bioluminescent blue horns. He wore traditional clothes of a far away land, with overlapping robes and garments commonly worn by ancient monks and martial artists. a dark claw enveloping his right hand armed with spiked claws. Don't let his looks fool you, for the most innocent looking people can prove to be the most dangerous.
Although.. 'People' is not.. The right term used for this guardian. it is difficult to fathom the true essence of Aetherius. His enigmatic nature defies mortal comprehension, shrouded in an aura of power.
Indeed, Aetherius transcends the boundaries of conventional understanding, embodying the very essence of enigma that defines a guardian. He stands as a bridge between worlds, a sentinel guarding the delicate realms of Memories and Dreams.
Born from the convergence of dragon and mortal lineage, Aetherius stands as a testament to the harmonious union of two realms. His heritage affords him an unparalleled affinity for the arcane arts, while his mortal aspect instills in him empathy, insatiable curiosity, and an unyielding determination to shield the realms from encroaching darkness. Within his being, echoes of celestial ancestry resound, their cosmic resonance imbuing every purposeful stride with ethereal power. Hidden beneath the facade of his humanoid form lies a profound connection to dragonkind and realms beyond mortal comprehension, intertwining him with cosmic forces.
Aetherius embarks upon a path that surpasses ordinary understanding. Those who cross his path must tread with utmost caution, for beneath his tranquil exterior resides a being of immeasurable might. His profound purpose extends far beyond personal gain, deeply rooted in the preservation and protection of cherished memories and elusive dreams.
In the presence of Aetherius, one bears witness to the convergence of mortal and celestial forces personified within the enigmatic guardian. His journey unfolds amidst cosmic whispers and untold wonders, eternally shaping the destiny of the enchanted lands and those who are fortunate- or unfortunate enough- to encounter him.
《 BACKSTORY
;; Centuries ago, long before Aetherius embraced his mantle as the guardian of Memories and Dreams, he embarked on a voyage through the mystical realms of Elysiuma, guided by the hand of fate towards an encounter that would forever alter the very fabric of his existence. Deep within the heart of the Forest, a place cloaked in perpetual twilight, he chanced upon a tranquil glade, where a gentle stream meandered through lush vegetation, painting a picturesque scene.
There, bathed in the silvery glow of the moonlight, he beheld a sight of ethereal beauty- the apparition known throughout the land as Elora Hildeth, the Lady of Dreams. Her presence exuded an aura of profound tranquility and wisdom, a striking juxtaposition to Aetherius's curious demeanor.
Elora, with her iridescent scales shimmering like stardust, coiled gracefully around a blossoming cherry blossom tree. Her eyes closed in serene meditation, cascading hair resembling a waterfall of luminescent strands. Within her resided a depth of knowledge that transcended the constraints of time itself. As Aetherius approached, the serenity emanating from Elora enfolded him, momentarily subduing the mischievous thoughts that often occupied his mind.
An unexplainable connection began to form between the guardian and the serpentine beauty. Intrigue tugged at Aetherius, drawing him ever closer. Contrary to his sly and playful nature, he could not help but feel a sense of calm and comfort in Elora's presence.
As Aetherius cautiously stepped closer to Elora, a soft, melodic voice reached his ears, resonating within his mind as if carried on a gentle breeze. "Welcome, dear wanderer. Your journey has led you to this sacred grove. Pray, tell me, what brings you to this hallowed place?"
Aetherius hesitated for a fleeting moment, captivated by the enchanting timbre of her voice and the mesmerizing visage before him. Finally, he found his voice and replied, "Lady Elora, I am but a seeker of adventure and knowledge. Fate has guided me to this place, and your presence has sparked an insatiable curiosity within me. I beseech you, reveal the secrets you hold. Unveil the mysteries woven within this realm."
Elora's eyes remained closed, yet they revealed depths of wisdom that seemed to harbor the knowledge of countless ages. She regarded Aetherius with a serene smile and spoke, "The secrets of this realm are vast and interwoven, entwined within the very fabric of existence. But the greatest secret, dear wanderer, lies within the power of dreams. In Elysiuma, dreams hold the key to shaping reality, forging destinies, and unlocking untapped potential."
Aetherius listened intently, his curious nature grew and blossomed by the profound words. The realm of dreams had always fascinated him- a realm where imagination roamed free and the impossible became attainable. The prospect of harnessing such power ignited a spark of excitement within his soul.
"Tell me, Lady Elora," Aetherius inquired, his voice tinged with both eagerness and reverence, "how can one unlock the power of dreams? How can I shape my own destiny and unleash my potential upon this mystical realm?"
Elora's eyes opened with a knowing glimmer as she gracefully uncoiled herself from the cherry blossom tree. Suspended in the air, she appeared to float, with the moonlight casting an otherworldly glow upon her ethereal form.
"To unlock the true potential of dreams, one must first learn to listen to the whispers of the universe," she began, her voice carrying a melody of omniscience. "Seek out the ancient dreamstones scattered throughout Elysiuma. Each stone harbors a fragment of forgotten wisdom, waiting to be discovered. But beware, for dreams can be a double-edged sword. They have the power to guide one's path or lead astray."
Aetherius absorbed her words, his blue eyes now ablaze with an unwavering determination. He realized that his journey had only just begun, and the realm of dreams held the key to his ultimate destiny. With newfound purpose coursing through his veins, he thanked Elora and vowed to embark on a quest to uncover the dreamstones and unlock the profound secrets they held.
As Aetherius prepared to depart, Elora extended a slender hand towards him, her palm glowing with a soft luminescence. In it, she held a small, iridescent crystal, pulsating with an otherworldly energy.
"Take this, Aetherius," she said, her voice gentle yet filled with authority. "This crystal is a Dreamstone Shard, a fragment of the larger dreamstone that lies hidden within the depths of Elysiuma. It will guide you on your quest and serve as a beacon, resonating with the whispers of the universe as you traverse the realm of dreams."
Aetherius accepted the shard, feeling a surge of warmth coursing through his fingertips. He held it close to his heart, sensing its connection to the mystical forces that surrounded them.
"May your journey be filled with courage and enlightenment," Elora continued. "Know that the path ahead will not be without challenges, but every obstacle is an opportunity for growth. Trust in the power of your dreams, Aetherius, and let them guide you towards your true destiny."
With a final nod of gratitude, Aetherius turned and ventured forth into the swirling mists of Elysiuma. Each step he took carried him deeper into the realm of dreams, his heart filled with determination and the unwavering belief that he could shape his own destiny.
As he journeyed through the dreamscapes, Aetherius encountered a myriad of surreal landscapes and ethereal beings. Some were benevolent, offering guidance and assistance, while others tested his resolve and sought to lead him astray. The Dreamstone Shard resonated with the energies of the dream world, helping him decipher the whispers of the universe and navigate the intricate web of dreams.
Through countless trials and tribulations, Aetherius learned to trust in his intuition and embrace the power of his imagination. He honed his ability to shape his dreams, crafting intricate visions that mirrored his deepest desires and aspirations. The dreamstones he discovered along his path imparted wisdom, fueling his understanding of the interplay between dreams and reality.
As Aetherius delved deeper into the mysteries of Elysiuma, he discovered that the true power of dreams lay not only in shaping his own destiny but also in the ability to influence the world around him. With each dream he wove, ripples of change spread outward, manifesting as inspiration, creativity, and transformation in the waking realm. Eventually, Aetherius stood before the colossal Dreamstone, the culmination of his arduous journey. Its radiant presence bathed him in a sublime energy, and he could feel the combined wisdom of countless dreamers resonating within its core. With a steady hand, he inserted the Dreamstone Shard into the larger crystal, completing the union of fragments.
Aetherius closed his eyes and released a surge of energy into the Dreamstone, allowing its power to flow through him. In that moment, he felt an unbreakable connection to the realm of dreams and the boundless potential it held. With newfound clarity, he opened his eyes, his gaze sparkling with purpose.
Armed with the wisdom and power he had acquired, Aetherius returned to the waking world, eager to share his knowledge and shape reality according to his dreams. He became a beacon of inspiration, guiding others towards their own destinies, and together they ventured forth, harnessing the power of dreams to create a world where imagination knew no bounds.
With unwavering determination, Aetherius embarked on a perilous odyssey, his fervent heart aflame with an insatiable thirst to unravel the enigmatic essence of dreams. Guided by the profound wisdom of Elora, he traversed the ethereal realms of Elysiuma, venturing through verdant forests teeming with life, treacherous mountains cloaked in mystery, and iridescent seas brimming with ancient secrets. Every step along this transcendental path presented formidable trials, where fantastical creatures tested his mettle and trials of unimaginable magnitude assailed his resolve. Yet, with each hurdle surmounted, Aetherius felt his inner strength burgeon, his connection to the realm deepening into an unbreakable bond.
In the throes of his arduous journey, fate conspired to bring Aetherius face-to-face with a venerable sage known as Alaric, a sage whose existence had been devoted entirely to the study of age-old magic and the mystical arts of the ethereal plane. Recognizing the boundless potential within this young guardian, Alaric became his sagacious mentor, bestowing upon him sacred wisdom and illuminating his path with the brilliance of esoteric knowledge. Under the tutelage of Alaric, Aetherius honed his innate abilities, expanding the horizons of his understanding of the arcane arts, and delving deeper into the recesses of the enigmatic realm of dreams.
As the sands of time slipped through his fingers, Aetherius uncovered several elusive dreamstones, each unveiling fragments of forgotten lore, and augmenting his connection to the realm with an ever-intensifying resonance. Through these mesmerizing encounters with the dreamstones, he gained profound insights into the very nature of dreams, their profound impact on the tapestry of reality, and their potent ability to shape the destinies of beings. Witnessing firsthand the extraordinary power dreams possessed, he beheld how they breathed life into the boundless realms of imagination and, at times, even wielded the capacity to reshape the very essence of existence itself.
Word of Aetherius's exploits and the awe-inspiring tales of his encounters with the dreamstones began to spread like wildfire throughout the mystical lands of Elysiuma. Whispers of his name, uttered in hushed tones filled with reverence, danced on the wind, capturing the hearts and imaginations of all who heard them. Soon, countless souls sought solace in his guidance, their faith in the transcendent power dwelling within him becoming an unshakable testament to his celestial prowess.
Yet, it was atop a lofty peak, a precipice that kissed the heavens, that Aetherius experienced an epochal revelation destined to etch his path as the indomitable guardian of Memories and Dreams into the very fabric of eternity. As he stood upon this mystical mountaintop, his gaze enraptured by the ethereal expanse unfurling before him, a realization of profound magnitude washed over his entire being- an epiphany that shattered the shackles of doubt and unveiled the intricate tapestry of his profound purpose. He discerned, with unwavering certainty, that the convergence of dragon and mortal blood pulsating through his veins was no mere coincidence, but a sacred vocation of immense significance. It became abundantly clear to him that he had been chosen, handpicked by fate itself, to be the fabled bridge that bridged the yawning chasm between the mortal and celestial realms, bestowed with the sacred duty of safeguarding the memories and dreams of all sentient beings.
Embracing this divine calling that coursed through his very essence, Aetherius willingly surrendered himself to a transformative ritual, one that fused his mortal coil with the very lifeblood of Elysiuma. As celestial energies, vibrant and resplendent, intertwined with his being, he ascended to a higher plane of existence, transcending the boundaries of his mortal form, and emerging as an ethereal and extraordinary entity. From the crucible of this mystical metamorphosis, Aetherius emerged as the apotheosis of the guardian, an enigmatic force that defied the comprehension of mortals—a sentinel tasked with preserving the sanctity of Memories and Dreams, their protector, and their unwavering custodian.
Armed with his newfound powers and ablaze with a resplendent aura, Aetherius returned to the hallowed realms of Elysiuma, forever inscribed in the annals of legend, his presence exuding an air of mystique and unfathomable might. Towering above all, he became a radiant beacon of hope amidst the encroaching shadows of darkness, poised to defend the realms from malevolent forces seeking to pervert and extinguish the very essence of dreams.
From that transformative moment forth, Aetherius, the Dreamwalker and Guardian of Memories and Dreams, ascended to the realm of unparalleled inspiration. His name resonated through the ages, whispered in tales spun by enraptured bards and sung in melodious refrains that danced through the ears of countless generations. His gallant exploits, indelibly etched upon the tapestry of time, became the stuff of timeless folklore and served as a source of unwavering inspiration for adventurers who dared to tread upon the path of greatness, scholars who yearned to fathom the unfathomable, and dreamers who dared to believe in the resplendent power that slumbered within their hearts.
As the eternal sentinel of Memories and Dreams, Aetherius traversed the celestial realms, venturing into the deepest recesses of long-forgotten realms and ascending to the loftiest peaks of celestial planes. His purpose, clear and unyielding, remained unwavering; to safeguard the cherished memories of the past, protect the fragile dreams of the present, and shape the very destinies of future generations.
Thus, the legend of Aetherius, the indomitable Dreamwalker and Guardian of Memories and Dreams, would forever endure, interwoven with the wondrous tapestry of Elysiuma. His mythical saga would reverberate through the corridors of time, an everlasting testament to the extraordinary power of dreams and the timeless spirit of unwavering guardianship.
Iradea is a member of the Ice Dragon race of manaketes, though her darker blue scales and mutated appearance as a human suggests she has Mage Dragon blood in her as well. She was one of the first Panen dragons to listen to Denze’s tales of revolution against humans, and became one of his generals. She had a few hangups about the whole situation though, especially the actions of the suspicious Fire Dragon always lurking around Denze.
While at first she fought Andre and his team under Denze’s orders, she surrendered after seeing Erene, the Fragment of Mitathral, and Tibala, the Avatar of Sandaiyon. While not an especially devout sort, she recognized the two as powerful beings and aspects of great dragons, and if they were fighting alongside Andre, perhaps he was not the tyrannical threat to dragonhood Denze said he was after all.
Iradea was too scared to go back and face Denze alongside the kingdom she was sent to topple, so instead she stayed in Araishi to help rebuild the scattered country. Her powerful claws, once used only for fighting, cleared away the rubble of the burnt palace and carried the lumber and stone for building a new one. She eventually married the newly-crowned lord of Araishi, Jinnai, much to his sister Kurae’s apprehension.
In her dragon form, Iradea has the serpentine body and long mane of all Ice Dragons, but her claws are covered in thick ice much like her right hand in her human form. Her mane is the same color as her hair, and it is notably thicker than most manes, covering almost her entire back. It’s very fluffy, but she does not like being cuddled. (Unless you happen to be named Jinnai.)
(Here is the folder with the other characters from that world; some aren’t designed so they don’t have pages and some of the pages are a bit outdated but I tried to update everything important.)
The peaceful kingdom of Vuitopia had seen many magical creatures over the years, but none quite like the one that had been born that night. A human and a dragon had been deeply in love, and their union had led to the creation of a child, an ice dragon male child.
The child was sent to the human realm to be raised, but no one could have predicted the destruction he would bring. As he grew, his powers began to go berserk, causing ice and snow to fall from the sky and freeze the land. Rivers and lakes were frozen solid, and crops withered and died from the chill.
The people of Vuitopia were terrified. They had never seen anything like this before, and they had no idea how to stop it. They had heard stories of dragons, but they had never seen one in person, much less one that could control the weather.
The king of Vuitopia declared that the dragon’s powers must be stopped before they destroy the entire kingdom. He sent out a call for help, and soon a powerful wizard arrived to offer his assistance. The wizard was able to cast a powerful spell that bound the dragon’s powers, and the kingdom was saved.
The dragon child was taken in by the wizard and taught control of his abilities. He was able to use his powers to bring life to the kingdom, melting away the ice and snow and bringing back the crops and rivers that had been lost.
The people of Vuitopia were thankful for the dragon child’s help, and they welcomed him into their community. He was accepted, and he grew up to be a powerful and respected member of the kingdom. He never forgot the destruction he had caused, and he vowed to use his powers for good.
Other Stats: Gender: Male. Age: Somewhere around 20-21. Height: 5'6" (much to his disdain)
Relations with any of your characters: None as of yet, but would likely to match him up with a friend's character and story. Frankly, he might be someone I use in random roleplay, which makes it hard to predict relations ahead of time, but have been meaning to get back into that.
Backstory:
His surname is Cox, a traditional Welsh name that derives from red hair-- and all of his family has it. He did too, as a boy, but with each passing year it faded more and more to white, due to reasons not entirely known (although "that one uncle who is always a bit odd and talks a lot" once mentioned a family curse that he never was able to entirely shrug off). Especially as he was an older child and teenager, this brought on a lot of teasing. Attempts with hair dyes and hats didn't server to stop the mockery. Children can be quite determined, after all, but that also goes for him.
By his mid-teens his hair was mostly white, and he had come to accept it. But his youth and also natural personality (nature vs nurture debate) had him standoffish, brutish, and while he could be very kind and sweet, it took a lot to get him to that point. So his friend groups were always small, people who could get past the defensive mechanisms he had put in place.
He had some extra difficulties in trying to make his dragon heritage be as fiercesome as he wanted it to be-- But when you accunt for the hair and his short height, he often wasn't very intimidating at all to most people. This lead him to focus quite a bit on magical studies, which during one such private study session, a demonic contract did not go as planned. He lost the hand entirely, although he kept his life. He was found fainted in the hallway outside his dorm room, and spent about three years without any replacement he felt proper. But eventually, he mastered enough powers to use his heritage and form a new hand-- even if it wasn't quite the same as the old one.
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On an OOC note, I am actually pretty happy and surprised to suddenly see a monster hand type adopt. They can be difficult to find at times and the concept is very cool.
Also, only after writing all that, I noticed the clothing is Chinese (I believe?). Would probably try to find a way to respectfully handle that, either in giving an outfit redesign later or maybe a kind friend who sews clothes!!
10 months, 20 days ago
• {NAME} Lucian
• {RELATIONS} Theyre a rival to Yanen
• {STORY / PRESENT} Lucian was a fierce and brave warrior, a master in the art of combat and dragon mastery. he was born into a family of warriors who taught him to fight from a very young age. His father was a great swordsman and his mother a skilled archer, and Lucian grew up practicing with them, learning the art of combat and strategy.
Despite the harsh reality of his training, Lucian had a kind and tender heart, and he would often use his skills to protect those who could not defend themselves. he was fiercely loyal to those he loved and was always the first to stand up for those in need of help.
One day, an enemy clan attacked Lucian's village, and he was forced to fight for the lives of his family and friends. With his trusty blade by her side, he fought with all his might, using his swiftness and dragonic ways to dispatch his opponents. Despite the long and grueling battle, Lucian emerged victorious, having saved his village from destruction.
From that day on, Lucian was revered as a hero and a champion among his people. he became a respected warrior and leader, known for his courage, skill, and unwavering loyalty. Though his life was marked by violence and conflict, he never lost sight of his humanity and his deep compassion for others. Lucian lived out his days with pride and honor, knowing that he had used his powers for good and had made a difference in the lives of those around him.
10 months, 17 days ago
Man I've been waiting for this guy
Still trying to come up with a name, X = his to be name
X is a unique individual whose remarkable existence intertwining the boundaries between the existence of humans and dragons. Born under mysterious circumstances, he possesses a blend of human traits and dragon qualities, making him the embodiment of enchantment and power. With his striking appearance, X stands out from the crowd. His glistening white hair, accentuating his presence; His piercing sapphire eyes gleam with intensity, hinting at depths of wisdom and ancient knowledge within. Adorning his forehead are a pair of curved horns that match the vibrant hue of his magnificent, serpent-like blue tail, which gracefully coils around him.
Wip coming back
10 months, 17 days ago
(( By @Velzorya Azorel on FB ))
《 DESCRIPTION
;; Guardians are enigmatic creatures found few and far between. Future adventurers looking for their next thrill, or adventure should heed the silence's ring, for where great treasures and forbidden secrets lie, a guardian is sure to be nearby.
The appearance of a guardian depends solely on the environment they trek, where most are horrifying monsters and eldritch entities- One decides to look humanoid. Standing at 6'2 feet, this curious guardian is often depicted by others with white fluffy hair that fades into a bright cyan. His form is seemingly male and almost draconic in nature; a dark blue tail, and bioluminescent blue horns. He wore traditional clothes of a far away land, with overlapping robes and garments commonly worn by ancient monks and martial artists. a dark claw enveloping his right hand armed with spiked claws. Don't let his looks fool you, for the most innocent looking people can prove to be the most dangerous.
Although.. 'People' is not.. The right term used for this guardian. it is difficult to fathom the true essence of Aetherius. His enigmatic nature defies mortal comprehension, shrouded in an aura of power.
Indeed, Aetherius transcends the boundaries of conventional understanding, embodying the very essence of enigma that defines a guardian. He stands as a bridge between worlds, a sentinel guarding the delicate realms of Memories and Dreams.
Born from the convergence of dragon and mortal lineage, Aetherius stands as a testament to the harmonious union of two realms. His heritage affords him an unparalleled affinity for the arcane arts, while his mortal aspect instills in him empathy, insatiable curiosity, and an unyielding determination to shield the realms from encroaching darkness. Within his being, echoes of celestial ancestry resound, their cosmic resonance imbuing every purposeful stride with ethereal power. Hidden beneath the facade of his humanoid form lies a profound connection to dragonkind and realms beyond mortal comprehension, intertwining him with cosmic forces.
Aetherius embarks upon a path that surpasses ordinary understanding. Those who cross his path must tread with utmost caution, for beneath his tranquil exterior resides a being of immeasurable might. His profound purpose extends far beyond personal gain, deeply rooted in the preservation and protection of cherished memories and elusive dreams.
In the presence of Aetherius, one bears witness to the convergence of mortal and celestial forces personified within the enigmatic guardian. His journey unfolds amidst cosmic whispers and untold wonders, eternally shaping the destiny of the enchanted lands and those who are fortunate- or unfortunate enough- to encounter him.
《 BACKSTORY
;; Centuries ago, long before Aetherius embraced his mantle as the guardian of Memories and Dreams, he embarked on a voyage through the mystical realms of Elysiuma, guided by the hand of fate towards an encounter that would forever alter the very fabric of his existence. Deep within the heart of the Forest, a place cloaked in perpetual twilight, he chanced upon a tranquil glade, where a gentle stream meandered through lush vegetation, painting a picturesque scene.
There, bathed in the silvery glow of the moonlight, he beheld a sight of ethereal beauty- the apparition known throughout the land as Elora Hildeth, the Lady of Dreams. Her presence exuded an aura of profound tranquility and wisdom, a striking juxtaposition to Aetherius's curious demeanor.
Elora, with her iridescent scales shimmering like stardust, coiled gracefully around a blossoming cherry blossom tree. Her eyes closed in serene meditation, cascading hair resembling a waterfall of luminescent strands. Within her resided a depth of knowledge that transcended the constraints of time itself. As Aetherius approached, the serenity emanating from Elora enfolded him, momentarily subduing the mischievous thoughts that often occupied his mind.
An unexplainable connection began to form between the guardian and the serpentine beauty. Intrigue tugged at Aetherius, drawing him ever closer. Contrary to his sly and playful nature, he could not help but feel a sense of calm and comfort in Elora's presence.
As Aetherius cautiously stepped closer to Elora, a soft, melodic voice reached his ears, resonating within his mind as if carried on a gentle breeze. "Welcome, dear wanderer. Your journey has led you to this sacred grove. Pray, tell me, what brings you to this hallowed place?"
Aetherius hesitated for a fleeting moment, captivated by the enchanting timbre of her voice and the mesmerizing visage before him. Finally, he found his voice and replied, "Lady Elora, I am but a seeker of adventure and knowledge. Fate has guided me to this place, and your presence has sparked an insatiable curiosity within me. I beseech you, reveal the secrets you hold. Unveil the mysteries woven within this realm."
Elora's eyes remained closed, yet they revealed depths of wisdom that seemed to harbor the knowledge of countless ages. She regarded Aetherius with a serene smile and spoke, "The secrets of this realm are vast and interwoven, entwined within the very fabric of existence. But the greatest secret, dear wanderer, lies within the power of dreams. In Elysiuma, dreams hold the key to shaping reality, forging destinies, and unlocking untapped potential."
Aetherius listened intently, his curious nature grew and blossomed by the profound words. The realm of dreams had always fascinated him- a realm where imagination roamed free and the impossible became attainable. The prospect of harnessing such power ignited a spark of excitement within his soul.
"Tell me, Lady Elora," Aetherius inquired, his voice tinged with both eagerness and reverence, "how can one unlock the power of dreams? How can I shape my own destiny and unleash my potential upon this mystical realm?"
Elora's eyes opened with a knowing glimmer as she gracefully uncoiled herself from the cherry blossom tree. Suspended in the air, she appeared to float, with the moonlight casting an otherworldly glow upon her ethereal form.
"To unlock the true potential of dreams, one must first learn to listen to the whispers of the universe," she began, her voice carrying a melody of omniscience. "Seek out the ancient dreamstones scattered throughout Elysiuma. Each stone harbors a fragment of forgotten wisdom, waiting to be discovered. But beware, for dreams can be a double-edged sword. They have the power to guide one's path or lead astray."
Aetherius absorbed her words, his blue eyes now ablaze with an unwavering determination. He realized that his journey had only just begun, and the realm of dreams held the key to his ultimate destiny. With newfound purpose coursing through his veins, he thanked Elora and vowed to embark on a quest to uncover the dreamstones and unlock the profound secrets they held.
As Aetherius prepared to depart, Elora extended a slender hand towards him, her palm glowing with a soft luminescence. In it, she held a small, iridescent crystal, pulsating with an otherworldly energy.
"Take this, Aetherius," she said, her voice gentle yet filled with authority. "This crystal is a Dreamstone Shard, a fragment of the larger dreamstone that lies hidden within the depths of Elysiuma. It will guide you on your quest and serve as a beacon, resonating with the whispers of the universe as you traverse the realm of dreams."
Aetherius accepted the shard, feeling a surge of warmth coursing through his fingertips. He held it close to his heart, sensing its connection to the mystical forces that surrounded them.
"May your journey be filled with courage and enlightenment," Elora continued. "Know that the path ahead will not be without challenges, but every obstacle is an opportunity for growth. Trust in the power of your dreams, Aetherius, and let them guide you towards your true destiny."
With a final nod of gratitude, Aetherius turned and ventured forth into the swirling mists of Elysiuma. Each step he took carried him deeper into the realm of dreams, his heart filled with determination and the unwavering belief that he could shape his own destiny.
As he journeyed through the dreamscapes, Aetherius encountered a myriad of surreal landscapes and ethereal beings. Some were benevolent, offering guidance and assistance, while others tested his resolve and sought to lead him astray. The Dreamstone Shard resonated with the energies of the dream world, helping him decipher the whispers of the universe and navigate the intricate web of dreams.
Through countless trials and tribulations, Aetherius learned to trust in his intuition and embrace the power of his imagination. He honed his ability to shape his dreams, crafting intricate visions that mirrored his deepest desires and aspirations. The dreamstones he discovered along his path imparted wisdom, fueling his understanding of the interplay between dreams and reality.
As Aetherius delved deeper into the mysteries of Elysiuma, he discovered that the true power of dreams lay not only in shaping his own destiny but also in the ability to influence the world around him. With each dream he wove, ripples of change spread outward, manifesting as inspiration, creativity, and transformation in the waking realm. Eventually, Aetherius stood before the colossal Dreamstone, the culmination of his arduous journey. Its radiant presence bathed him in a sublime energy, and he could feel the combined wisdom of countless dreamers resonating within its core. With a steady hand, he inserted the Dreamstone Shard into the larger crystal, completing the union of fragments.
Aetherius closed his eyes and released a surge of energy into the Dreamstone, allowing its power to flow through him. In that moment, he felt an unbreakable connection to the realm of dreams and the boundless potential it held. With newfound clarity, he opened his eyes, his gaze sparkling with purpose.
Armed with the wisdom and power he had acquired, Aetherius returned to the waking world, eager to share his knowledge and shape reality according to his dreams. He became a beacon of inspiration, guiding others towards their own destinies, and together they ventured forth, harnessing the power of dreams to create a world where imagination knew no bounds.
With unwavering determination, Aetherius embarked on a perilous odyssey, his fervent heart aflame with an insatiable thirst to unravel the enigmatic essence of dreams. Guided by the profound wisdom of Elora, he traversed the ethereal realms of Elysiuma, venturing through verdant forests teeming with life, treacherous mountains cloaked in mystery, and iridescent seas brimming with ancient secrets. Every step along this transcendental path presented formidable trials, where fantastical creatures tested his mettle and trials of unimaginable magnitude assailed his resolve. Yet, with each hurdle surmounted, Aetherius felt his inner strength burgeon, his connection to the realm deepening into an unbreakable bond.
In the throes of his arduous journey, fate conspired to bring Aetherius face-to-face with a venerable sage known as Alaric, a sage whose existence had been devoted entirely to the study of age-old magic and the mystical arts of the ethereal plane. Recognizing the boundless potential within this young guardian, Alaric became his sagacious mentor, bestowing upon him sacred wisdom and illuminating his path with the brilliance of esoteric knowledge. Under the tutelage of Alaric, Aetherius honed his innate abilities, expanding the horizons of his understanding of the arcane arts, and delving deeper into the recesses of the enigmatic realm of dreams.
As the sands of time slipped through his fingers, Aetherius uncovered several elusive dreamstones, each unveiling fragments of forgotten lore, and augmenting his connection to the realm with an ever-intensifying resonance. Through these mesmerizing encounters with the dreamstones, he gained profound insights into the very nature of dreams, their profound impact on the tapestry of reality, and their potent ability to shape the destinies of beings. Witnessing firsthand the extraordinary power dreams possessed, he beheld how they breathed life into the boundless realms of imagination and, at times, even wielded the capacity to reshape the very essence of existence itself.
Word of Aetherius's exploits and the awe-inspiring tales of his encounters with the dreamstones began to spread like wildfire throughout the mystical lands of Elysiuma. Whispers of his name, uttered in hushed tones filled with reverence, danced on the wind, capturing the hearts and imaginations of all who heard them. Soon, countless souls sought solace in his guidance, their faith in the transcendent power dwelling within him becoming an unshakable testament to his celestial prowess.
Yet, it was atop a lofty peak, a precipice that kissed the heavens, that Aetherius experienced an epochal revelation destined to etch his path as the indomitable guardian of Memories and Dreams into the very fabric of eternity. As he stood upon this mystical mountaintop, his gaze enraptured by the ethereal expanse unfurling before him, a realization of profound magnitude washed over his entire being- an epiphany that shattered the shackles of doubt and unveiled the intricate tapestry of his profound purpose. He discerned, with unwavering certainty, that the convergence of dragon and mortal blood pulsating through his veins was no mere coincidence, but a sacred vocation of immense significance. It became abundantly clear to him that he had been chosen, handpicked by fate itself, to be the fabled bridge that bridged the yawning chasm between the mortal and celestial realms, bestowed with the sacred duty of safeguarding the memories and dreams of all sentient beings.
Embracing this divine calling that coursed through his very essence, Aetherius willingly surrendered himself to a transformative ritual, one that fused his mortal coil with the very lifeblood of Elysiuma. As celestial energies, vibrant and resplendent, intertwined with his being, he ascended to a higher plane of existence, transcending the boundaries of his mortal form, and emerging as an ethereal and extraordinary entity. From the crucible of this mystical metamorphosis, Aetherius emerged as the apotheosis of the guardian, an enigmatic force that defied the comprehension of mortals—a sentinel tasked with preserving the sanctity of Memories and Dreams, their protector, and their unwavering custodian.
Armed with his newfound powers and ablaze with a resplendent aura, Aetherius returned to the hallowed realms of Elysiuma, forever inscribed in the annals of legend, his presence exuding an air of mystique and unfathomable might. Towering above all, he became a radiant beacon of hope amidst the encroaching shadows of darkness, poised to defend the realms from malevolent forces seeking to pervert and extinguish the very essence of dreams.
From that transformative moment forth, Aetherius, the Dreamwalker and Guardian of Memories and Dreams, ascended to the realm of unparalleled inspiration. His name resonated through the ages, whispered in tales spun by enraptured bards and sung in melodious refrains that danced through the ears of countless generations. His gallant exploits, indelibly etched upon the tapestry of time, became the stuff of timeless folklore and served as a source of unwavering inspiration for adventurers who dared to tread upon the path of greatness, scholars who yearned to fathom the unfathomable, and dreamers who dared to believe in the resplendent power that slumbered within their hearts.
As the eternal sentinel of Memories and Dreams, Aetherius traversed the celestial realms, venturing into the deepest recesses of long-forgotten realms and ascending to the loftiest peaks of celestial planes. His purpose, clear and unyielding, remained unwavering; to safeguard the cherished memories of the past, protect the fragile dreams of the present, and shape the very destinies of future generations.
Thus, the legend of Aetherius, the indomitable Dreamwalker and Guardian of Memories and Dreams, would forever endure, interwoven with the wondrous tapestry of Elysiuma. His mythical saga would reverberate through the corridors of time, an everlasting testament to the extraordinary power of dreams and the timeless spirit of unwavering guardianship.
10 months, 16 days ago
Iradea is a member of the Ice Dragon race of manaketes, though her darker blue scales and mutated appearance as a human suggests she has Mage Dragon blood in her as well. She was one of the first Panen dragons to listen to Denze’s tales of revolution against humans, and became one of his generals. She had a few hangups about the whole situation though, especially the actions of the suspicious Fire Dragon always lurking around Denze.
While at first she fought Andre and his team under Denze’s orders, she surrendered after seeing Erene, the Fragment of Mitathral, and Tibala, the Avatar of Sandaiyon. While not an especially devout sort, she recognized the two as powerful beings and aspects of great dragons, and if they were fighting alongside Andre, perhaps he was not the tyrannical threat to dragonhood Denze said he was after all.
Iradea was too scared to go back and face Denze alongside the kingdom she was sent to topple, so instead she stayed in Araishi to help rebuild the scattered country. Her powerful claws, once used only for fighting, cleared away the rubble of the burnt palace and carried the lumber and stone for building a new one. She eventually married the newly-crowned lord of Araishi, Jinnai, much to his sister Kurae’s apprehension.
In her dragon form, Iradea has the serpentine body and long mane of all Ice Dragons, but her claws are covered in thick ice much like her right hand in her human form. Her mane is the same color as her hair, and it is notably thicker than most manes, covering almost her entire back. It’s very fluffy, but she does not like being cuddled. (Unless you happen to be named Jinnai.)
(Here is the folder with the other characters from that world; some aren’t designed so they don’t have pages and some of the pages are a bit outdated but I tried to update everything important.)
10 months, 16 days ago
Name: Archion
Relationship: Archion's friend
The peaceful kingdom of Vuitopia had seen many magical creatures over the years, but none quite like the one that had been born that night. A human and a dragon had been deeply in love, and their union had led to the creation of a child, an ice dragon male child.
The child was sent to the human realm to be raised, but no one could have predicted the destruction he would bring. As he grew, his powers began to go berserk, causing ice and snow to fall from the sky and freeze the land. Rivers and lakes were frozen solid, and crops withered and died from the chill.
The people of Vuitopia were terrified. They had never seen anything like this before, and they had no idea how to stop it. They had heard stories of dragons, but they had never seen one in person, much less one that could control the weather.
The king of Vuitopia declared that the dragon’s powers must be stopped before they destroy the entire kingdom. He sent out a call for help, and soon a powerful wizard arrived to offer his assistance. The wizard was able to cast a powerful spell that bound the dragon’s powers, and the kingdom was saved.
The dragon child was taken in by the wizard and taught control of his abilities. He was able to use his powers to bring life to the kingdom, melting away the ice and snow and bringing back the crops and rivers that had been lost.
The people of Vuitopia were thankful for the dragon child’s help, and they welcomed him into their community. He was accepted, and he grew up to be a powerful and respected member of the kingdom. He never forgot the destruction he had caused, and he vowed to use his powers for good.
10 months, 15 days ago
Name: Celyn Cox
Other Stats: Gender: Male. Age: Somewhere around 20-21. Height: 5'6" (much to his disdain)
Relations with any of your characters: None as of yet, but would likely to match him up with a friend's character and story. Frankly, he might be someone I use in random roleplay, which makes it hard to predict relations ahead of time, but have been meaning to get back into that.
Backstory:
His surname is Cox, a traditional Welsh name that derives from red hair-- and all of his family has it. He did too, as a boy, but with each passing year it faded more and more to white, due to reasons not entirely known (although "that one uncle who is always a bit odd and talks a lot" once mentioned a family curse that he never was able to entirely shrug off). Especially as he was an older child and teenager, this brought on a lot of teasing. Attempts with hair dyes and hats didn't server to stop the mockery. Children can be quite determined, after all, but that also goes for him.
By his mid-teens his hair was mostly white, and he had come to accept it. But his youth and also natural personality (nature vs nurture debate) had him standoffish, brutish, and while he could be very kind and sweet, it took a lot to get him to that point. So his friend groups were always small, people who could get past the defensive mechanisms he had put in place.
He had some extra difficulties in trying to make his dragon heritage be as fiercesome as he wanted it to be-- But when you accunt for the hair and his short height, he often wasn't very intimidating at all to most people. This lead him to focus quite a bit on magical studies, which during one such private study session, a demonic contract did not go as planned. He lost the hand entirely, although he kept his life. He was found fainted in the hallway outside his dorm room, and spent about three years without any replacement he felt proper. But eventually, he mastered enough powers to use his heritage and form a new hand-- even if it wasn't quite the same as the old one.
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On an OOC note, I am actually pretty happy and surprised to suddenly see a monster hand type adopt. They can be difficult to find at times and the concept is very cool.
Also, only after writing all that, I noticed the clothing is Chinese (I believe?). Would probably try to find a way to respectfully handle that, either in giving an outfit redesign later or maybe a kind friend who sews clothes!!
10 months, 7 days ago Edited 8:58 pm