Silver

The Painting Child

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  "I wish to paint a picture.
  Of a cold, dark, and very gentle place.
  One day, it will make someone a goodly home."

  
  

  

  
  
  
  
  

  ◖Name◗ Silver . . ◖Age◗ 8 . . ◖Gender◗ Female . . ◖Species◗ Goddess(?)/Dragon . .

  ◖Height◗ 136 cm . . ◖Handedness◗ Right . . ◖Language◗ Common, Draconic . . ◖Born◗ Winter . .

  ◖Hair◗ White-blonde . . ◖Eyes◗ Red-brown . . ◖Complexion◗ Very Pale . . ◖Scars/Marks◗ Scales around eyes, hands, and feet. .

  
  
  
  
  

  ◖Summary◗

  A sickly child of mystery, left wrapped in silk at the door of an orphanage during the snowy season of winter. Though initially brought in without concern, Silver's rapid, yet frail growth presented a wide array of peculiarities: for one, the dire length of her hair and the speed at which it grows when cut. Second, the pale, delicate scales which decorate her temples, hands, and feet, as if she bore the skin of a reptile. And thirdly - and perhaps most alarmingly - is the slender, pale tail which drags behind her as she walks, coupled with the slight clawing of her fingers and toes.
  
  It is easily noted that Silver lacks the usual, playful energy of a child her age, and speaks with almost monotone wisdom comparable to poetry and prose. She is a known vivid dreamer, and when asked, claims that her mother lives amongst the Gods and her father appears as the dragons in her storybooks do. Her carers dismiss this as nonsense, though their minds are beginning to wane with doubt.
  
  For the apparent sake of other children, Silver is kept isolated within the attic room of Hendrick Orphanage, where she is content to sit and paint her days away.
  
  
  

  ◖Abilities◗

  The Painter. Silver is able to cast her dreams upon the canvas, and is thus able to paint whole worlds, essentially creating a portal to her own, beautiful dimension. At her current age, such things are fragile, and last only as long as her thoughts remain clear. Should the canvas be burned, torn, or succumb to rot, the world within will suffer the same fate. It is her ambition to someday create a cold, and very gentle place, where even the spurned may find rest.
  
  The Dreamer. Silver's memory is remarkable, and her dreams tell much of what is, what will be, and what has already passed. Sleeping in the vicinity of Silver usually leads to pleasant dreams, but beware Silver's nightmares, for they are far too potent for the human psyche.
  
  Natural Mana. Silver's bloodline gifts her with the natural affinity for magic. Those attuned to witchcraft might notice the subtle traces of mana stored within her scales. Silver is able to pick up on magic easily, though her inexperience precedes her potency with such things.
  
  
  

  ◖Weaknesses◗

  The Crossbreed. Silver is the offspring of a pairing that was never meant to be. Her inherited features clash endlessly, resulting in a frail existence prone to fatigue. With her human-like body being unsuited to the rapid growth of a dragon, Silver is notably pale and very thin as a result.
  
  
  

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  WIP