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: Crimson Falls III

  • Laid on:Sep 26, 2014
  • Hatched on:Sep 29, 2014
  • Grew up on:Oct 02, 2014
  • Overall views: 6,350
  • Unique views: 1,067
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Shimmer-scale Dragons are a very beautiful breed with small—but highly reflective—scales that shimmer and shine as the dragon moves through water. They don’t have fins or webbed feet, but their long, eel-like bodies allow them to swim quite fast. They were once rumored to carry large pearls in their claws—causing many to seek them out in search of this fabulous treasure. In reality, the “pearl” is of greater value to the dragon, for the fabled treasure is actually an egg carried by a migrating female.

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

Like her parents before her, she is a hunter. Unlike her parents before her, what she hunts isn't always... inhuman.

The smell of cold rain and the flash of scarlet leaves. That was the sign of autumn, and of the hard times that would follow it, when survival was a struggle that only the sharpest and bravest would overcome. Yet to some who entered the forest, that coming challenge meant nothing. Laughing, stinking men armed with arrows and blades and magic, come not to feed or clothe themselves in preparation for the dark months, but to scatter crimson on the earth for the sheer fun of it.

Blood fell indeed that day, but not their quarry's. For just a moment a dragon stood there, bronze and gleaming in the sun, antlers woven with the last flowers of fall. Then she was gone, a phantom once more, guardian of the balance.