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: CB - Lanternsmog

  • Stolen on:Jan 03, 2021
  • Hatched on:Jan 06, 2021
  • Grew up on:Jan 09, 2021
  • Overall views: 6,163
  • Unique views: 938
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Luminox Wyverns are a spritely breed, though their sharp beaks and talons may suggest otherwise. As the fall months approach, they begin to collect and store heat from fire mana, and as the temperatures drop off, they release it through localized spots on their bodies. This enchanted heat creates a bubble of warmth around the dragon, not dissimilar to sitting by a fire, and it causes parts of their hides to glow a striking orange. They are very popular with children, who are enraptured by their bright wingtips, glowing markings, and magical warmth. As a result, they frequently join in on human festivities, much to the humans’ delight.

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

Lanternsmog's name may seem unflattering to those who don't know her. Unlike most dragons who live in the Weyr of Flame, Lanternsmog is quite intrigued by the humans who populate the continent with their cities and festivals. She even likes the little creatures, their expressive faces and elaborate celebrations of simple things like the dawn of a new year. It's wonderful, Lanternsmog thinks, to be so clever and curious with such a small amount of time.

Her name, then, comes from how her wings are often sooted with smog from human villages, smelling of the oil from human lanterns, because she spends so much of her spare time with the humans. Especially in the winter, she loves to go find a nice plaza to hunker down in and just radiate spare heat, letting humans come up and rub their hands on her scales for the warmth, giving her nice pats in the bargain.

They tell her about their days, their dramas, trials, joys, and she listens and doesn't mind the smudgy marks they leave. Not one bit.