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Race: Dark Elf
Legato is a slight young man with dark skin and pink hair. His pointy ears
are larger than those of other elves but just as sensitive to sounds. He
has a straight nose, thin lips and bright eyes the colour of spring
flowers. Having spent most of his time hidden in caves and canyons, he is
not accustomed to bright lights and neither is he a big fan of clothing.
Personality: Legato has spent the largest part of his life in
solitude, having only his voice and the sounds of his instruments as
company. He is a very patient person, probably to the point of being
maddening to other people, waiting for inspiration to strike and able to
repeat a single bar for hours on end. Legato lives for his music, it is
his only reason for living.
Skills: Absolute hearing, can play any instrument he gets his hands
Enjoys: The cool breeze of a summer evening on his skin
Dislikes: Bright lights and dissonants (that don't get resolved in
the next measure)
Having been born at Mirus Fortress when it was
caught in a crisis where cracks in the fabric of time with clutches
appearing at random, meant that Karossa had dropped away before having
received a proper bond. The furry, many-tailed dragoness minded. She
wanted to bond, to find the person she was meant to be with. But if they
weren't where she'd been born, she just needed to find them.
And so Karossa searched. She traversed space, hitching rides, joining
others on their travels until she found herself on a likeable planet. The
place was cosy enough, if a little bright, but with the two suns
alternating there was a sunset every 16 hours or so. And they were marvellous.
Karossa explored the planet from it's large forests to it's sandy beaches
and small villages. And when she was done with those, she turned to the
mountains. People had warned her away from them. Hinting that dangerous
creatures lived in the caverns and canyons, hidden in the dark. But
Karossa didn't fear the dark. She could turn invisible after all, there
was hardly a better defence.
There was one giant mountain range, and Karossa wondered if the world were
unbalanced or had a tipped axis by the sheer size of it. The rocks started
inconspicuous in the forests, those hills having been covered with plants.
But not much further they rose higher, laying bear their shoulders and
heads. Spiky peeks pointed at the skies and deep crags like clawmarks
twisted through the rock, sometimes disappearing inside the rock, other
times laying open but so deep that the ground wasn't visible.
Karossa had abandoned visibility early on. Clearly the rumours were
nothing more than that as she'd not encountered a living soul while she'd
been exploring. or if there were people around, they weren't interested in
a bright pink dragon mutt. Maybe they knew better then to mess with
Suddenly though, as if to mock her thoughts, Karossa heard music. A
haunting melody of notes that spoke of solitude and peace. It brought to
mind visions of empty castles and windswept plains. Karossa had stopped
dead in her tracks, too spellbound to move. And then as suddenly again,
the melody had stopped. Karossa felt as if a piece of her heart had been
torn away. She ached to hear the melody again, or to hear where it was to
The sunset-pink dragoness searched, but came up short. In the end there
was nothing left but to wait, to hope that the music would return. By the
time of the second sunrise, it finally did. Trying not to get lulled into
rapture again, Karossa had stuffed her ears with her tails, but even then
it was hard to stay on track.
But she persevered and came out victorious. Because she rounded a corner
and saw a small abode. A crack and some holes in the rock face gave her a
view to a small room where one dark-skinned person sat playing a stringed
instrument. He raised his voice and the melody of the harp was joined by
an equally beautiful counter melody. Since she'd found what she'd meant to
find, it didn't matter anymore and Karossa let herself be lost in the
When the echoes of sound dwindled to nothing, she could hardly draw a
breath. It was done.
But then the dark elf with the pink hair saw her standing outside. He
withdrew, almost as if he were frightened of her. But Karossa was having
none of it. She called out:
"Thank you for the music!"
And settled herself to rest.
Maybe the dark elf would let her hear more songs. Somehow she felt like
this was the place where she was meant to be. It might take some time but
she would convince the elf.
Karossa bonded at Mirus
Parents: Luera x Shirria
Description: Karossa is covered in soft, plushy pink fur. She has
blue eyes, a silver horn and two round ears. She has 2 sets of front
limbs, one regular and one set of wing-arms, the fingers extending beyond
the wingsails and ending in brushes. She has 2 hind legs and 3 tails.
Karossa's wings start as a soft orange near her shoulder but brighten to
bright yellow near the edges.
Size: 8' tall and 24' long
Personality: A dragon such as this can only be bright and cheerful.
Karossa is everything her bright exterior promises and more. She is quiet
and understanding and knows when people need a bit of fun but also when
they need a bit of comfort. Her plushy fur is just right for giving warm
hugs and crafty people often ask for her shedded fur to turn into
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