Drakonya
The Eternal Beloved of Hyperion, First of Draconic Ascension
Drakonya was once the peace before the storm... and the rainbow that followed. Her domain was the sky as her mighty wings carried her around the isles that belonged to her and her Beloved, Hyperion, god of Sun and Storms. Although no larger than a modern young dragon, Drakonya had lived long enough to earn the moniker "Eternal". Her scales were a mixture of sunlight (amber, gold, yellow) and pure white – which reflected the sun's rays and produced rainbows in the sky after rain as she flew. In her time, Drakonya was the embodiment of her kind; she possessed traits of all dragons: chromatic, metallic... and gem. For when Drakonya ascended, she was the first.
The First of Draconic Ascension
Drakonya was, in her early life, mortal and humanoid, another iteration of Hyperion's Beloved. Destined to die, she sought the means to acquire immortality so that she might stand beside her other half without the disruption of death and rebirth. For decades she searched to no avail. When she became fatally ill, she pleaded with the cosmos to hear her call... for their must be a higher power beyond The One. And the cosmos heard her. A trace of the beyond and between descended. They cared only for the connection, the lineage... ancestry. The trace of the beyond became a part of Drakonya, altering her form yet leaving her soul – the soul of a Beloved – untouched. Infused with the power of a Greater Deity, Drakonya became the first to Ascend. The First Dragon.
Dragon Humanoid Forms. Although Hyperion received minor boons of draconic ascension, he himself never assumed a fully draconic form. Thus, to lie with her Beloved, Drakonya assumed her humanoid form. She bestowed this gift upon all her descendants – so that they would not forget their origin and so they could walk among the humanoids freely. With Hyperion, Drakonya had 15 children, one of each draconic type – chromatic, metallic, and gem. And to Hyperion's people, Drakonya granted small rites of draconic ascension... and they became the first dragonborn.
A Timeless Message
Chained, bound, and failing to restrain her agony, a voice rings out in the minds of those influenced by the miasma. It is a gentle, feminine voice, yet with the power of thunder behind it.Timeless travelers. You have come to a dark and cruel place. One life struck down in a storm-charged rage. One death to unite the shadows as one. A cruel tyrant, a wounded goddess. Here where Sun and Storm cannot reach. For my love's mistake, I shall suffer. Yet, I feel the end to my agony drawing nearer. For when my other half breaks... my heart shall cease to beat. And I, along with the trace of the cosmos that blessed me, shall greet the void that awaits. Timeless travelers. Your time is not mine, yet I sense my love there. A small fragment. Perhaps his vengenace? Or perhaps a final cry for help? Timeless travelers... Mercy for what remains of my love. Mercy for the Tyrant who binds me. Mercy for the Shadowed One who made the request.
Divine Classification
Beloved, Tether of a Greater Deity of the Between
Current Location
Date of Death
Between 400 - 500 YAR
Circumstances of Death
Heartbreak
Place of Death
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Pronouns
She/They
Belief/Deity
Hyperion
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