Dragon

Name: Skloroth (ss klow roth)
Gender: Female
Size/Shoulder/Length: medium 9' s / 36' l / 45' ws
Colors: black, graphite, grey, silver, mist, white; body base is black, wingsail base is light, all markings daisy-flower like; eyes black, wing claws white
Breed: New World Dragon (pernese based, non-pern lineage, odd coloration)
Features: standard four legs with paw feet, two wings with 3 visible fingers, prominent wrist claw, thin finger claws; rounded muzzle, long slender body, neck, and tail, no ridges or spades
Stats: Strength 5, Speed 3, Endurance 3, Agility 3, Health 5, Intelligence 3
Powers: Winged Flight (1) a poor flier, except in the nicest conditions such as sunny days, with a gentle warm breeze under her wings; this is mainly due to her clumsiness in the air, as she tries to 'run' and winds up tangled in her own feet and tail. She can attribute this to not having a good instructor when she was little, and now wants to try making up for that by learning together with her new bond. Generally speaking she will fly if she knows she can reach the destination, and honestly once she gets rolling - or if she has a companion to keep her mind occupied while her body does the work - she does fly just fine. It's when she thinks about it that she gets all tangled up. Has relied on just walking and occasionally springing into the air to get a few flaps in, avoiding danger or hunting on the ground
Teleportation - local (5) when she really needs to get somewhere, Skloroth will just teleport. This is something that comes quite naturally to her and that she seems to be able to endlessly use. Within around 50 miles at a jaunt, she can pop here and there almost effortlessly, about a dozen times before needing to take a breather. She can push both the quantity and distance of these pops but needs more rest between. Nexus (5) teleportation was a bit of a surprise to her, given again she had little to no training with this power. And though it is clearly strong, as she wound up where she did without the slightest exhaustion, she doesn't want to just randomly wander the multiverse. She is looking forward to having a partner to help balance her abilities and direct where they wind up.
Telepathy (3) with other minds, she is hesitant and shy, because she spent so much time on her own. She has a good reception distance, at more than 10 miles, but her projection can use work, at less than 5 miles. However to her partner, she can think with Inuthol at virtually any distance clearly and with strength for visuals and content
Unassisted Firebreath (4) though her breath is certainly dangerous when she's actively attempting to harm things, she has learned how to manipulate the flame and heat so that it merely bathes the area in light, warmth, or a gentle thaw depending on the season. If she needs to, however, her flame blasts are quite hot and very accurate, even up to 300 meters away with a single burst; she can fan flames out at a short distance, under 50 meters, and thaw a wide swath of snow or ice, and has done this for locals to rid their crops and fields of locusts, pests near the ground, or even just clean up after the harvests
Plant Sense (2) close up to plant life, Skloroth is able to detect the health and life stage of most flowering plants, trees, and grasses. She's less adept with things like moss or fungi, to the point that she 'knows they're there' but little else. Maybe her markings indicate this, maybe she just likes plants a lot...
Parentage: Unknown, unrelated
Origin: Starburst Random Giveaway
Art By: Molly
Other Info: spent the better part of two decades 'somewhere', apparently that somewhere has gelled into 'rural furry medieval fantasy', Furth in a word. She, Pukuh and Nyskal and some other dragons have begun settling a spot where humanoid furry people till the land and generally live a reasonably pleasant if slightly dull life.

Events or History: How she wound up at the Checkerboard Ball is pretty simple - whoops she teleported somewhere with her head in the clouds and talk from the nearby village of the traders who were moving heavy sheets of black and white marble to the closest castle. What could you do with such marble? Well it was obvious - make a place like this 'Rapture'!

Apparently though, the portion where she wound up wasn't as draped in marble and shiny as that where the humanoids and bipeds or small dragons were. She spotted them through their 'side' of the venue's window system, but was also both amazed and slightly terrified at the surrounding terrain. It being 'under the deep sea'. She had never seen the open ocean, only a large inland sea, which was nowhere near as dark and deep as this.

Skloroth did enjoy herself though, and even was complimented about her coloration. How clever, was it dyed to look black and white? No?! A perfect addition to the theme then. She was just a touch too shy to join in the 'Speed Dating' event, but as the hatchlings and young dragonets began coming from their nooks, she definitely took note. She didn't know how old she had been when she was fending for herself, but ... she didn't want any of these dragons to go untended. There were plenty of them that sniffed around the draconic side of the place and scampered off to the bipeds to find 'their one'. And it seemed strange that hardly any of them really stuck around with the dragons. But then she did look around and noticed that of all these dragons... Most of them were already paired with someone over on that biped side anyway.

But she was alone, most of that night. Alone but not lonely, for once, though! She idly wondered how Pukuh would have behaved here. Probably badly.

I promise not to behave badly, a mental voice came into her thoughts. Fresh, pure, curious but slightly guarded. Skloroth looked to find the owner of it. Tonight had been a long night, indeed, and she wasn't sure whether it was the spicy ice dessert (how does it maintain both the heat and the ice?) or just being groggy, but it looked like a grey blur. That blur became quite in focus when he stepped from a shadow and bowed his head low. He had the start of sharp, broad horns, and a set of smaller equally sharp tines along his spine, and the buds of webbing between them all. And his wings! They were already quite big, but too big for him to lift just now.

I believe you, little one, Skloroth promised, would... you like to come home with me? And meet the troublemakers when they visit?

I'll be sure to keep their trouble in check, the dragonet chuckled, he knew it was a silly and very localized pun indeed. But even if you have flowers, every rose has thorns. I can be your thorns if you need me to.

That will be delightful! Finally, she'd found a friend, the warmth of his mind mixed with hers, he would have such a fun time showing off those brilliant wings to the locals!

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Partnership? Delightful, don't mind if she does!

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