Lisere was born around one thousand, three hundred and fifty-seven years ago... although getting her to admit her age, for obvious reasons, is nearly impossible. Her mother was of a type of dragon almost unseen in these lands. They lived in large communities, and color, rather than showing their alignment and abilities, merely indicated such things as gender and fertility. They are instinctively very powerful shapeshifters, and their grasp of magic is normally almost as instinctive. On her mother's mating Flight, however, she was caught by what they called a Wild Dragon... the normal Rhydin creature. She laid the clutch, and all were destroyed... except Lisere's egg. It was obvious by the size that it would be a Gold, and they were cherished above all others. So she was allowed to hatch. Her early few years were spent there, learning what she could from those willing to teach the little 'wildling'. Eventually, frustrated at learning very little and tired of being spurned by all those close to her age... and by the male she had her eye on... she left her home to wander the world for a place where she might be accepted.
For years she wandered aimlessly, being hunted in one place, run from in the next... even when assuming the most common form of those she walked among, due to her coloration and eyes. Finally, she stumbled into the land of Rhydin. This, she thought, was a place she could call home. Not all accepted her, to be sure, but enough that she might be able to stay there.
Time passed, as it does, and she met a man who she fell in love with... and he seemed to return her feelings. In time, he asked her to marry him, and she accepted... but before they could make good on that, she found out that he had another woman, who also had the same claim on him, from a House that he belonged to, the Drow House EverHate. When this blew up, as was inevitable, she was called before the leaders of the House to say her piece. By the time the evening was over, he was expelled in shame from the House, and she was asked to join, and be adopted by the Matron Mother. Finally, she had found her home; she would serve them loyally for many years.
Over those years, several more times more she found those she would take as her mate; the next, a dark paladin, left her when he decided that the center of his life was his goddess and wished to devote it entirely to her service. She would also find one within House EverHate, whom she grew quite close to, and who sired a clutch with her, but barely after the eggs were laid, he was killed in a deathmatch. The next was with her for some time, helping to raise the clutch she had, as well as sire another, but eventually he simply disappeared. With the fifth, the relationship simply did not work and so she left. She accepted that she would never have the 'happily ever after'. She just tried to enjoy life and friends and her six hatchlings. With the sixth, it seemed she had found someone who could bring the hope of the future back to her. For a time, she was happy, but in the end, he had other callings which won out in his heart over her. His loss nearly crippled her inside. Eventually, though, she healed, as one always does from such blows, much due to the help of yet another male she hoped to make a life with. But, as seemed her lot, he too disappeared without a trace, but not before siring yet another clutch. This clutch, however, seemed abnormal and more; years have passed and still they have not hatched, though they are still warm and apparently alive within the eggs. Some sort of stasis seems to be on them.
Recently, she has wandered through the realms again, having too many painful memories around Rhydin. She stumbled across a world called Or'anya Kaimelor, and has found the world - and a particular elder dragon she met there - quite fascinating. |
