The Dragon Huntress

The Dragon Huntress

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Even when growing up, Elia didn't fit in with the other girls. They would dress up in dresses. She wore cloaks. They would cook and sew. She would throw knives. They liked boys. She liked bows. Elia was a bit of an outcast to her village, with her striking dark brown hair that was always kept back in a fishtail plait, and her light blue/green eyes that seemed to change colour in the light. She had no parents, and at 16 lives alone, and breathlessly waits each year to watch the dragons during the Week of Xanithar, admiring the way they fly, wild and free. This year is her year of testing, at 16. The first of the four dragon riders to get to the village can claim it. The moment that dragon rider sets foot on the ground of your village, the emblem of that academy is hung from the flag and any new dragon riders in their village are the new students for the academy. Each village has 4 new dragon riders, this is the way it has been for years. Male or female they are claimed and tested to find the four riders a week after. The challenge for the dragon riders in the Week of Xanithar is to claim as many strong blooded villages as possible. And now it's her turn.
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My name is Elianna Dagon, I am a member of the illustrious Dagon family, though you wouldn't know it if you seen how my supposed family acted towards me. In a world where ones inner strength, their spiritual cultivation was prized above all, having a weak inner foundation was a disaster. Yet, me, the daughter of two strong cultivators shows no such strength, children eight years younger than me have more strength than I do, my family treats the servants better than me, but I have one last hope, when I turn eighteen my ancestors are supposed to bless a power boost on me, if I pass the third common qi level with that power boost I am allowed to stay in the family, if I don't I will be banished from the family, with nothing to call my own, little did I know that a fate so much worse than just a simple banishment waited for me. For years I was told I was weak and stupid, that I was a cub born into a family of ferocious lions, that I had no claws to defend myself with, and for years I kept my head down, and suffered their abuse, but all the while I was waiting and planning, waiting for the time when I received the power boost to finally take my revenge, little did I know that life never quite goes as one plans. (Sorry about the subpar description, I wasn't quite sure what to put, also title is subject to change)

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