Name: Gideon Fleetwood

Student Gender: Male
Background: Half blooded (father wizard), well off
Personality: very shy in large groups, but talented and charming with smaller ones or when he's in his element. Dueling gives him a very good boost especially since he's good at it. Unfortunately for all the girls in school (or where ever!) Gideon is very clearly gay, and though he doesn't make any kind of fuss about it, he'd prefer others keep quiet about it. He doesn't mind the girls dangling off his muscular shoulders after all, but he'd far rather have the guys do it.
Cultural Background: European, typical appearance, very handsome

Attending: That School, Huff house; Domina graduate
Year/Age: 5th year, 15
Favorite Subject: Charms, Dueling
Worst Subject: Arithmancy

Professional Goal: Duelist?

Wand:
Length: long, 14 inch
Wood: Manzanita (exotic)
Core: Dragon heartstring (magical power)
Favored Spell: pressure manipulation and heat attacks

Familiar: none

Unique: none

Broomball: oh no, that's much too physical. Prefers the intimacy of dueling over a big crowd any day.

Dragon: Paramazineth

Everyone would have thought that Cepheus would be the next in line, but no, it was Gideon's turn to find his draconic bond friend. More like, the dragon found him! Gideon wasn't known for flubbing spells, so it couldn't possibly have been him mispronouncing something in class - but abruptly a multi-winged and rather gangly long dragon fluttered to the stone floor and rolled around as though trying to collect itself.

"Now that was an entrance!" Gideon laughed, sticking his wand back into its holster and reaching down to let the dragon sniff his hand.

"I'm not a dog," the pale hued dragon muttered, but smelled it anyway. "Hm, manzanita wood in that wand you carry."

"How discerning," Cepheus said with a grin, and Gideon elbowed him in the gut.

"I am Paramazineth, pleased to meet you Gideon... and ... friend," the dragon suspiciously eyed Cepheus who chuckled. "But I am more interested in you than him," he indicated to Gideon. "You may call me Para."

Just about then, the dueling room got noisier, a class was going to start and everyone had been filing in. Gideon was normally found there on his off hours, anyway - and suddenly the girls in the class squealed over how beautiful and glowy and adorable this dragon was! It couldn't be denied!

Name: Paramazineth (pair uh MAH zin eth)
Gender: Male
Size: 8' s / 35' l / 35', 28', 18' ws
Powers: Winged Flight
teleportation
telepathy, verbal speech
light magic
magical spellcasting
Parents: Sirishus x Verinotolimuth (triwing danachian this dragon should be way bigger)

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Name: Lyra LaPaine

Student Gender: Female
Background: Unknown, raised by a 'pack' of shapeshifters or were-wolves; this fact was hidden from any official paperwork, when she was sent to That School.
Personality: Very focused, and enjoys hard work as well as relaxing play. Almost always thinks of the emotional or long-term results of actions, and will help remind people of those effects if need be.
Cultural Background: East Indian, atypical (white colored eyes), average in appearance

Attending: That School, Huff house; Domina graduate
Year/Age: 5th year, 15
Favorite Subject: Care of Magical Creatures, Herbalism
Worst Subject: Charms

Professional Goal: animal related field, magical Vet, or ?

Wand:
Length: average length 12.5 inch
Wood: Peach (abundance)
Core: Pixie wing dust (size magic)
Favored Spell: contractual charm - a way to keep secrets very secret

Familiar: large half-feral magical feline male named Purrnace (like furnace, only with ... purring?)

Unique: possibly a shapeshifter or even a were-creature but it's unclear since she does not consciously wish to be one.

Broomball: prefers hunting or camping for her outdoor activities

Dragon

Name: Quiffa
Gender: Female, clutcher
Size/Shoulder/Length: large in general, normal as a Greater sized 14' s / 50' l / 80' ws; 6' tall at head in humanoid form with a 22' wingspan
Colors: Earth brown, a pleasant medium shade of brown on body and limbs; wingsails and head fins slightly scattered-dirt mottled lighter brown and tan; belly armor similarly colored with larger mottle pattern; white claws and horn
Features: Greater Draconian, strong hindquartered noodle; four legs, forelimbs with three large clawed fingers and one wing spar, hind 3 large claws with heel claw; head has hooked beak nose and short horn, short jaw horns, and two tall headwings; belly armor from neck, inner limbs, to mid-tail; tail has three-pronged end; Humanoid form is as shown with the colors of her dragon form retained in hair and wings, eyes, and dark lips
Powers: Winged Flight, Quiffa is careful but quite strong in the air. She doesn't do a lot of fancy flips or dangerous stunts, but she can build up a very good speed if left in the open skies. She would never do any wild stunt that might endanger either her rider or those around them, and feels that she'll leave those things to the smaller speedier ... somewhat foolhardy dragons around her. She is in a word, 'stately' in the air
Teleportation, she has a strong skill with moving between spaces, anywhere from a few feet to the side, a few hundred meters away, or even across the continent or into another version of the world. Wherever she's been, she can return, and has a very good memory for those places, somehow tapping each world's or spot's unique physical properties to match it like a puzzle piece and 'fit in' right where she needs to be
Verbal Speech, Telepathy to bond and other dragons only; when Quiffa gets information from her bond, they can swirl it around between their minds and lock on to things that might be amiss, and can do this at great distances from one another (though they're rarely too far apart). This helps for triangulation in finding lost people in the wilderness, or specific animal dens, and the like. She likes to tap gently on the mental shoulder of those who can hear her, politely ask her questions, and thanks them for it before moving along. Her voice is clear and like a chime, her laughter in human form is sparkling, but she can also emulate many animal noises and calls particularly in dragon shape
Elemental Earth Magic, able to innately sense and to a degree control the ground, and uses this to detect movement, gaps or weaknesses in the ground, dens and animal burrows, and regular formations such as building foundations. To a lesser degree she can alter these things, nudging rocks loose or reforming a fractured stone, knitting together at an atomic level though she might not understand that concept entirely. It is with her aid that House Domina has located numerous ore veins and pockets of crystal formations, and also with her aid and that of other skilled ground-shapers, they have removed and relocated these riches to fund the school's expansion!
Shapeshifting as below, this feature appeared after the first full year of life, she began 'figuring out what she wanted to look like'. There are elves and furries and humanoids of all configurations after all, so her shape blends best with those people here - sure she has wings, sure her skin is very-slightly textured of scales, but Twoarth has actual lizard people, and actual superheroes with added limbs! She loves to let other people figure out dresses and outfits so she can take longer day-trips into town or blend in at a school more easily, but usually prefers the emerald to jade greens shown below
Parentage: Lesser Plant Aiyla x Greater Water Nagare
Origin: Lantessama 2025 Dracanian Festival
Other Info: Quiffa is a shapeshifter whose form has remnants of her draconian appearance as shown. Solid and dependable, always there when you need them. Quiffa doesn't mind about Lyra's past or heritage, all that matters is that Lyra has a knack for animals and so does she!

As their group wandered Lantessama it was clear they were all still just curious-kids-enough to want to see what this one party was about. She'd heard that there were shapeshifters, dragon-shifters in fact, that attended it, and was positive she could learn something about either humanoid or draconic biology from them. But she did kind of want to observe first... Worried that... well maybe she might accidentally slip into another form herself.

But they mingled with what looked like Humans, plain vanilla humans, for quite a while before it became apparent they needed to out themselves as non-shifters. And although both their current 'hosts' Meryem and Ray were a touch off-put by this fact, they did settle for a nice walk down to the egg chamber.

Others went through the eggs and ... and dragons started coming to them, it was in a word, magical!

But it was also so dangerous, she thought. Normally one didn't just up and fondle the eggs of wild animals. But - but were these even 'animals' in all that term might imply? They were not wild creatures! Wild perhaps, but. They were smart, they were big and beautiful, and magic came from them!

She touched one egg with the most delicate swipe of her fingers, and the shell fell apart to eager bright white claws and a little horn nub. A brown Earth dragoness finally arrived to the world. She had taken piece after piece away, pushing it free and working on another portion, all while Lyra stood nearly dumbstruck. She'd watched chicken eggs hatch but they were nothing like this, the dragonet diligently moved each shard carefully.

It was when she was finally free from the whole thing that she looked with love up at her newfound human companion. And to Lyra's surprise, she spoke in clear words after a little clearing of her throat!

"My name is Quiffa, Lyra, let's go see the firelizards! I've been hearing them all the time while I was in my egg!"

While it did take a while for the flitter egg that they'd selected to hatch, it finally did - and Gemstone was her name, a little emerald flitter (not actual size though it would be to the above stage of Quiffa's growth). You'd think that perhaps Purrnace might have tried eating the flitter, but no, they seem to get along famously. In fact Purrnace is now much more likely to be curled up on either Lyra or Quiffa's lap when they're lounging around after classes or events, draped by the bright flitter's tail.

Quiffa begins to shapeshift and is helped out with training from other dragon-shifters at Domina. Her upright stanse is aided greatly by her poise in the air, and even while on the ground she always seems to move with purpose and grace.

Quiffa knew when things would need fixing, she'd warned the other dragons and their riders where she could, about it. But for some reason it had taken too long for the 'authorities' - the mundane ones - to latch on to the idea that maybe, a dragon with earth-detecting magic could be right about a landslide area that needed reinforcing. It was outside her 'safe zone' of where the Domina dragons could properly and legally 'work', it was public land owned by the government. It was land that was going going gone. In an instant Quiffa teleported herself and Lyra, and numerous other dragons followed shortly when they felt her urgent mental call.

It fell! It fell on people, I told them it would but they did not listen! Her tone was both insistent and distressed. She arrived at the site, popping into the air above and directly into the cloud of dust and grit that the hillside had left behind. That hill had been unstable for years, she knew - and they knew. Lyra hopped off of her back and started using her wand to clear the air while other dragons and their assorted wizardly or normal riders did the same.

It had crossed over a four lane road, a major location was several miles north, and it was the only road into another area to the east. This massive land slide would have cost far fewer injuries and maintenance if only they'd listened...

Lyra dealt with the police authorities when they arrived, but she dearly wanted to be with Quiffa. But others from her group showed up as well, until it was nonstop dragon wings and claws hefting pieces of rock and debris to clear out the way, set up a staging area, and then retrieving the dozen or more cars with vacationing families to get them to safety.

Last on the scene, it seemed, were the people who Lyra had originally alerted to this danger. Standing beside her on two feet now that there were more than twenty dragon teams doing their work behind them, Quiffa's ire could no longer be held. She was normally so much more sedate, like a rock in a storm... But this time she was the storm. Oh boy did she let them know her feelings on how they'd mishandled this area! Zora Domina did show up too, as she was the main land owner and closest by this location with such a large amount to her name. But she backed up her student and dragon, she let them do the talking, and waited until the administrator, suitably cowed, looked to her.

"I'd suggest letting them do the work and just sending a survey party later to make sure that it's done right." Zora shrugged, and with one hand reached out to Lyra's, who clung tightly to that hand. "Next time a mage or a dragon says something's wrong..."

"I'll... I'll be sure to alert the council and g-get things rolling."

"Yes you will," Quiffa said, the most meanacing words anyone ever heard from her.

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