Clean air, High thermals... I am Dragon, of the world of Auria and I have seen the seasons turn some 180 times, My Dam was Metallica Argent, fair AurienKelCryMinel of The Guardians, My Sire was Chromatica Azure, TanZodKreeVen of The Lost. Orphaned before I broke shell, I was plucked from the surf by my teacher, Bronze GilFehlGerentSinar of The Few, he aided me through my early years and eventually sent me across the void between worlds to this place.

Since coming to the realm, I have found family:

My sister lilwolf, Dragon~Kin, with whom I share blood & ancestral memories.

My weyr sister Ravenstorm^@soi, friend, blood sister and companion of the wind now, sadly, departed from this realm.

Finally, my Lifemate, the mother of our daughter and our twin sons, fair sweetmyst^@soi. She is my Rider and I am her Dragon, now and until the end of days, though we are now estranged and she dwells not within this realm.

With the aid of my family I have passed through The Fledging and come to adulthood, The Power is mine to control, drawn from the mystic energies that bind all things that which the four limbed call the Ley, I shape it by Fire, by Air or by Shadow. I have been set upon the path of ritual spell casting by the the Elder Magister Platinum Black Dragon. Finally the bard Raphæl Monteño revealed that I possess Laran, a power of mind known to the magi of the World of the Bloody Sun. I have the Ardias Gift in full and a trace of the Alton doñas.

I am 60' from nose to tail-tip with a wing span of 90', my neck is 10' long with 20' of tail and I stand 12' at the shoulder. My scales are metallic silver edged with blue, the flesh of my wings tends more toward blue than silver as does my crest, My horns and claws are pure silver. My eyes are like silver whirlpools with a black centre, constantly in whirling motion and occasionally changing colour, their speed of rotation often reflects my mood.

I also walk the realm as the half Elf known as Dragon~Chylde^@soi and the Wolf known as DragonWolf^@soi.

I have knowledge of the language of men, the communication of wolves and can reach my thoughts to the fringes of most other creatures minds allowing me to be understood by most if I so choose, no matter which form I adopt.

Being dragon, I can be injured as readily as anyone but am capable of recovery from any none life threatening injury in very short time, I am susceptible to poison but a large dose is required to affect me and my blood tends to destroy the common ones. My blue blood and lack of soul also render me unaffected by certain forms of attack.

The Weyr of sweetmyst^@soi and myself lies above Shadow~Mere on the Northern borders of the realm, a place of peace where once we spent our time together.

To my friends and those I have yet to meet ~ Long Flight, Good Hunting