Aban
Aban is ancient dragon whose shimmering, opalescent scales and transluenct red-brown wings create an appearance that is both serene and majestic.
The enigmatic mistress of the Bay of Dragons, is an intriguing mixture of contradictions, an unusual state for a member of a race that has thousands of years in which to decide how to look at the world. Though she supports the great dragons’ philosophy of non-interference, upon occasion she takes a direct hand in shaping events on the Pangaea, perhaps acting more directly than any other of her kind when she chooses to act. Though she usually seems distant as the stars, she sometimes rouses herself to heights of passion and fury that make even others of her kind pale at the thought of confronting her. Though she claims active dislike for most of the Name-giver races of Barsaive, she often chooses to frighten away interlopers into her domain, rather than slay them. Perhaps these things are due to the fact that she is among the youngest of the great dragons and has not had the same time that others have to solidify her opinions. Despite this, never think of her as fickle or erratic, for such will inevitably lead you to underestimate her. Her decisions always carry the full force of a draconic will.
Whatever the reasons for her vacillations, one thing about Aban remains constant and unchanging. She allows no one to reach the heart of the Bay. Her vigil over the ancient, elusive ruins of Yrns Morgath, the city long lost in the ocean depths, is eternal and unceasing. Only other dragons may approach that ancient place without raising her ire, and she takes a dim view of those who prevail upon her too often or who do not show the proper deference when seeking audience. She often resides at the top of Castle Vormir where she can keep an eye out over the Bay and occassional trade crafting knowledge with the humans below.
The enigmatic mistress of the Bay of Dragons, is an intriguing mixture of contradictions, an unusual state for a member of a race that has thousands of years in which to decide how to look at the world. Though she supports the great dragons’ philosophy of non-interference, upon occasion she takes a direct hand in shaping events on the Pangaea, perhaps acting more directly than any other of her kind when she chooses to act. Though she usually seems distant as the stars, she sometimes rouses herself to heights of passion and fury that make even others of her kind pale at the thought of confronting her. Though she claims active dislike for most of the Name-giver races of Barsaive, she often chooses to frighten away interlopers into her domain, rather than slay them. Perhaps these things are due to the fact that she is among the youngest of the great dragons and has not had the same time that others have to solidify her opinions. Despite this, never think of her as fickle or erratic, for such will inevitably lead you to underestimate her. Her decisions always carry the full force of a draconic will.
Whatever the reasons for her vacillations, one thing about Aban remains constant and unchanging. She allows no one to reach the heart of the Bay. Her vigil over the ancient, elusive ruins of Yrns Morgath, the city long lost in the ocean depths, is eternal and unceasing. Only other dragons may approach that ancient place without raising her ire, and she takes a dim view of those who prevail upon her too often or who do not show the proper deference when seeking audience. She often resides at the top of Castle Vormir where she can keep an eye out over the Bay and occassional trade crafting knowledge with the humans below.
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