@multiicolor just ✨sibling things✨
lowkey kinda wanna make a wof rpc discord server
☽ 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍 ☾ @dragonspined
𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 - 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄 - 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐒. The age of the dragon seemed like a distant memory as the fire guardian stood witness to the RUIN of the temple. He had nearly given up all hope to rebuild when he had met SPYRO. The very dragon prophesied to do extraordinary things had given the guardian something he never thought he would experience again - hope, a second chance. Despite the purple dragon's disappearance, he could not abandon his gift.
Wingbeats overheard robbed the fire guardian's from his thoughts. Half expecting one of the guardians, Ignitus turned his gaze skyward. White scales...? Even from a distance, the guardian knew it wasn't CYRIL. The guardian stood frozen as the strange dragon landed before him. He blinked, staring blankly for a moment, his mind struggling to catch up before he finally snapped back to reality. 〝 You picked a bad time to visit, friend. 〞 His words were shrouded in what little HUMOUR he managed to muster up. 〝 but what can I do for you? 〞
It just felt right to experience this change with him. That after everything they sacrificed in order to save the world, Cynder and Spyro had earned getting to bask in the peace they made. Making their way down the mountain side, the bright sun warms dark scales. Stepping closer to her companion, the wind dragon tentatively nuzzles her cheek to vibrant purple scales. "I'm happy that we made it out of that mess, together."
𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒. Wings spread as far as they could, catching the wind beneath as they descended the mountainside. Ever so gently did his paws met the earth once more, landing in the valley. Soft blades of grass were a much welcomed changed to the charred earth of MALEFOR'S creation. His eyes came to a close, returning the gesture. 〝 Yeah.... Me too, 〞 He spoke softly, as if fearing his voice would disrupt the peace of the valley. 〝 I'm forever THANKFUL to have you by my side. 〞
still working out verses but brief outline of noble's tlos verse:
pyrrhia is a nearby island in the dragon realms
at the start of the war, the nightwings sided with malefor after being promised new land and the ability to bring the tribe back to former power
noble grew up with the nightwings, working his way up in malefor's army to be a general under morrowseer and cynder
malefor's corruption resulted in his element to be both fire and shadow
noble is wounded during the war by cyril's ice breath, resulting in his shoulder plate
games 1 and 2 happen, majority of the nightwings die during the war - including noble's family and morrowseer
seeing to reason, noble surrenders after malefor's defeat and joins the guardians as the guardian of night
whelp looks like its time for me to write a bizarro verse for cole now
“ most spirits…just want to be left to themselves. but some… they feed on our energy. ” | @littlebadger
𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐍, 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐃𝐌𝐈𝐓. She wasn't the thinker of the group - that right was reserved to STARFLIGHT. She wasn't him. As much as she wanted to be more like him, she wasn't. She was brave, loyal, and okay maybe a little bit bossy and stubborn but that was okay. What was more important was the situation at hand. She had came to help deal with this mysterious attacker and though she was surprised by the other person being here, she welcomed his aid. With a huff, she glanced over at the stranger with furrowed brows. 〝 Okay... 〞 She didn't fully understand but she didn't need to. 〝 how do we STOP them? 〞
Moon & Venus and Pleiades
Credit: Robert Ćwikliński