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Zaahir
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A young, wingless dragon.
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She's undecided. Both sides want her on their team.
Kinda leaning toward Sauron's side.
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She's only about a hundred years old, and really, REALLY tiny for her age with a height of seven inches.
In a few more years, she'll double her size fast. Live long enough, and someone can use her as a mount. If she sides, that is.
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Her powers are odd for a dragon. For one, she's flightless.
She can't breath fire fully yet. She can shoot a few tiny flames. Give her time.
But her main ability is burning things just by touching them. She can only burn something if a human, humanoid, or animal touches her.
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Female
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Some.. small village. She roams around the streets of the place. The citizens are used to her.
No one bothers her, so she bothers no one.
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Zaahir doesn't like chaos! She's a friendly little dragonet, and highly caring. She is scared for two reasons though, because people might misunderstand her, and when someone touches her, she can burn people easily. She likes to adventure, but knows she must stay in one area a lot. Zaahir is friendly, caring, loyal, and protective to those she loves.
She can get on people's bad sides, though, because she defends Smaug, even if he is dead!
Whenever someone mentions the Great Dragon, she'll throw in some kind of defense.
Smaug is one of her role models, well, minus the death and burning of cities.
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After she hatched, she discovered she was alone. Her whole family had been killed. She did discover she was the runt of the litter though, half the size of the other dragonets and had no wings, and she was hot to the touch. She ran off after a year of living in the wild, going into a messenger's bag and hiding there until she found herself in a small town. She is often seen roaming around the town. A few people are fond of her and knows she doesn't mean any harm, but no one takes care of her.
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Every dragon needs a treasure, right?
She doesn't have one, not yet. But whoever she becomes loyal too becomes her treasure. The thing she protects.
Earn her trust and you're good to go!
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When it rains, she must take cover, as the rain hurts her. She hides until about a day after the rain, as puddles can drown her.