winds_voice | 8 - [Action]

[If your character is lucky, they might spot a new creature in the skies for a few days. It seems that while Eleytheria has been staying in the mountains, he has discovered that he can in fact change his shape. However, his shape-shifting ability is not as free as he would have liked. Even so, he is glad to be able to use a more familiar body.

You'll find a gold and white dragon, serpent-like and graceful, circling over the village and the forest and leaving a breeze in his wake. While ordinarily this dragon would possess four small feathered wings, in Luceti he now has an extra pair - the pair that render him vulnerable. While he might be large and perhaps intimidating to some, Eley possesses no altered powers in this form and is purely enjoying an aesthetic difference. It brings him closer to his spiritual origins and reminds him of home... He had spent so long as a human now, perhaps this was what he needed. A chance to find a little freedom even if in this enclosure it didn't seem like much.

The dragon will be resting in various spots around the forest and mountains and just outside the village too, giving the people of Luceti a chance to approach if they wish.]

(OOC: Eley dragon will be here for a few days~ He won't be doing anything in particular since, save from flying, his powers are the same as usual, but if you want your character to go poke him then go for it! Also I have a WIP reference here. Sorry, no icons, you'll have to use your imagination. ): )

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[The dragon shakes his head.]

There are mixed races in my world but I am not one of them. Us Spirits are usually formless, invisible to the eye, but our essence can take on physical form. It just so happened that I felt comfortable in this form and my worshippers also seemed to... react to it.

I see, so you are not a dragon. [She's a bit disappointed, but she's still glad she's not completely surrounded by humans.] I have never seen one such as you before, but perhaps it is because they have choose not to show themselves.

[Eley senses that disappointment. Yes he was not a true dragon, but he was certainly apart from humans. Perhaps that would be comfort enough.]

There are not many Spirits in my world who show themselves in a physical form. There are dragons, but none that look like me. I am unique in that regard. I am aware of a race of half-dragons on a small island in the east however... perhaps you would get along well with them, should you ever meet.

Do you have many half bloods in your world? Are they outcast there?

In relation to the rest of the world, I would say they are a minority in Aether. I do not know much about their ways, I have not observed them for too long. However, it seems that they live alongside humans and always seem to be working for them. They appear... obedient. Perhaps humans use them as servants?

We may be of mixed blood, but we still have the blood of the dragons in us! We are servents no human! [She bristles at the mere idea. Being friendly is one things, but servants!? Yet, this was no mix blood she was before, not a dragon, but still deserved respect. So she at least keeps the growl out of her voice.]

[It doesn't take much for him to feel that sudden aggravation at the idea though.]

I am afraid I cannot tell you what these half-blood's feelings are towards their occupation. I have not looked that closely at them before... Perhaps they enjoy working alongside humans. Perhaps it is all they have known. If there was a problem, I believe they would be strong enough to change things, should they put their mind to it.

Working with humans is one thing. I have done that for a mutual gain, but I am no slave.

I do not hope to label you as such. I am merely describing what I have found on that island. Perhaps things are different in your world, in which case be thankful. Humans can be terribly cruel beings when they want to be.

Some can, but not all. I have learned this in my travels. Although the ones who are cruel, [She shivers slightly.] can be very cruel. [She's heard stories man, scary stories.]