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Age:

1 [Year 503 Spring]

Gender:

Female

Pronouns:

She/Her/Hers

Orientation:

Unknown

Breed:

Lusitano

Height:

16 hh

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Last Visit:

10-20-2019, 12:05 AM

Joined:

12-12-2018
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VARIAN ELYSE BLACKWELL
WHAT IS A BATTLEFIELD BUT A BODY?

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YOUR VOICE IS ALL WAR & THEY LOVE YOU FOR IT

reckless / bold / quick-witted / sharp-tongued / adventurous / mischevious

YOU CANNOT HARM ME; I WAS BORN DRAGON.

She was born to a former queen who had draconic blood running through her veins, a sickly child with wings that were almost too large for her tiny frame and a mouth filled with needlepoint teeth, and the queen's mate Daeva had labored in the middle of the night for hours with the child. It was early, almost too early, for the child to be welcomed, and it was theorized that it was the stress of a hard winter that had caused the premature birth -- and when the child slid, silent and unmoving, onto the cold floor of the cave, her parents feared the worst. Her queenly mother, Jaylin, had been quick to act, to rub the child with a nearby towel and attempt to stimulate the foal, and her efforts were rewarded with a weak cry.

The child was alive, but unable to stand on her own -- she drank her first milk tucked against her dam's side, her legs unable to support her small frame. Her parents fretted over her until she fell asleep, and they feared that she wouldn't make it until the sunrise.

In the early hours of the morning, her dam began to make a plan -- and as dawn began to paint the sky, the small foal was awakened and carefully bundled up in a blanket, so that her dam could carry her without fear of injury. Daeva did not wake her mate, who slept soundly nearby -- she feared for the child, whose breathing had become more labored, and feared that any argument or delay would mean the loss of life for her daughter. She knew of a sea-witch that lived nearby, who had been said to be capable of healing those who were beyond help. It was there that she brought her frail daughter with a plea for the sea witch to save her, that she would pay whatever the witch asked should her daughter live.

When the witch looked upon the child, she saw what Varian's parents had missed -- the child had been born a prophet.

"I will heal your child," the witch had told Daeva, with a grin filled with too many teeth, "but she will remain here with me."

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