Dragon Cave

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Welcome to Dragon Cave! Dragon Cave is an online adoptables game. Collect eggs, raise them to adulthood, and then breed them to cre­ate interesting lineages. New dragons are added regularly!

Viewing Dragon: Alaskaveire

  • Summoned on:Jul 08, 2010
  • Hatched on:Jul 11, 2010
  • Grew up on:Jul 14, 2010
  • Overall views: 4,816
  • Unique views: 1,033
  • Clicks:14
  • Gender:Male
  • Location:Cave

This breed of dragon was thought to exist only in legend. Although their name varies between cultures, they are often referred to as “Guardians of Nature.” They are able to channel the forces of fire, ice and lightning, which allows them to wield tremendous power. Seen very rarely, it is thought that they only become active when something is threatening the territory they have chosen to guard. In order to protect their chosen home, these dragons are incredibly adaptable; they have been seen everywhere from remote mountain ranges, to ancient forests, to the darkest depths of the ocean.

Dragons are highly-intelligent reptilian creatures that—from a human perspective, at least—appear to live forever. Many different varieties of dragon exist, each with their own unique qualities, habitats, and behavior. Adolescence in dragons is usually marked by the growth of a hatchling’s wings, although not all breeds of dragons grow wings and some breeds have other traits that indicate the beginning of maturation. In Galsreim, dragons and humans coexist peacefully.

User Description

Alaskaveire was born in the right place at the wrong time. The pristine alpine valley that would have been his domain was, by sorry luck, being eyed with fascination by human prospectors looking for precious metals. By the time his "protect this place" instincts kicked in, a mining town had sprung up and its inhabitants were brandishing well-sharpened farm implements and sticks that were on fire at him because, you know, DRAGON. The following month was a sad-but-hilarious game of back-and-forth as he played chicken with the townspeople, while trying to decide which was more important: watching over this angry hamlet, or not getting run through with a pitchfork. He eventually fled, coming to rest in a highly volcanic field to the north, and apparently finding the smell of sulfur to be irresistible, made it his home. It is here that he met, and fell head-over-heels in love with, an improbable wyvern named Brazyel, and today the two are inseparable.