Hers was also the magic of Light, and through that, she could give herself the illusion of a human form if she needed it. She was as untameable as the snow that fell from the sky, and went wherever her powers of healing called her.
But Clan Akelara seemed like a place that she could easily call her home... or at least her base of operations.
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"What sort of healing do you do?" Inisail rumbled softly, as she watched her dryad-human bond Kelthin mix herbs together into one of the many medicines that the clan needed on a daily basis.
The one she was questioning, Albino Peace, was reclining comfortably in a corner, laying on a soft nest of hastily gathered materials that the three resident healers had pulled together for her, "My magic is my specialty. I have no knowledge of the herbs that you three use... though perhaps you could teach me?"
The other dragon in the room, Inisail's second bond, Rentaon, rumbled in amusement, "Your wish is our command, milady Peace." Giving a draconic grin, Rentaon rose slowly, "Where would you like to begin?"
| Name | Albino Peace |
| Gender | Female |
| Color | Albino |
| Bond | None as of yet |
| From | Haven of the Thieves |
| Personality | She's a fairly quiet, soft spoken dragoness, preferring to watch scenes of calmness and tranquility. Blood and violence make her sick, and she will exert her all to stop the violence and heal the wounds, mental or physical. She's very welcoming and has a soft spot for almost anyone, as long as that person is rarely ever violent. |
| Powers | Healing Magic - Strongest Light Magic - strong Shapeshifting - medium-low |