Dark Ramoth's Lair

Dark Ramoth | Magi Keep | My Arolos
Twilight's Paradox

Tes el' Ramoth. Tes follows her mother's body shape, tho without the severe intensity. She is always aware, and often deceptive in how aware of things she is. Tawny amber colored eyes, thick eye lashes, delicate eyebrows, and short ragged curls of deep dark red, with a slender braid falling to her waist from the nape of her neck. Tes is just over 20 years old by the age of her body. She wears earth tones and simply cut fabrics, tunics, and boots that rise to her ankles but lace up over her pants to her knees. The only weapon she carries is a dagger sheathed and tucked in the lacings on one of her calves. An aura of innocence and child-like wonder surrounds her, tho that may quickly be dispelled. She is wise, but not bitter, and incredibly so for her age. When in dragon form, she is rust red, with ruby colored claws.

First daughter of Dark Ramoth, heir by birth to the throne of the Weyre. Eldest and daughter to a father who died before her hatching, daughter of the mercury dragon Testament. Graced with the beauty and willfullness of her mother, she also was gifted with the stubbornness, will to survive, and strength of spirit from her father. Her intelligence, vast after years spent studying worlds, peoples and magick, further complicates the situations she finds herself in.

After spending years under the tutelege of a mage from a race of ancient mages, a mage with the ability to manipulate time itself, Tes gained more years than she had lived on the world of Athania. At the age of 17, she defied her mother. Leaving the safety of the Lair and her mother's protection, Tes wanders the mountains surrounding the lone valley that is Ramoth's sacred domain.

Now, puzzling out tribal prophecies of the Frem'min, making friends and learning the way of the forest and the people living beneath the notice of the Lords of the world, Tes found happiness until she was summoned back to the Magi Keep to meet her mother. She's not sure what awaits her, but all she senses is a lingering uneasiness from her mother, and a growing wrath at her tardiness.

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