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Iseia
*deep in a long forgotten library of her parents lair, a stir in the air begins. Within, a deep blue gemlike dragon wakes slightly from her long slumber. "Its cold again, Have I slept much again?" she wonders to herself, Blinking as she awakens "how many days has I slept now?" She knows not. For now, she looks around, her scales matted with dust as well as the objects around her. After surveying the room around her she slowly gets up into a Bipedal stance just as her mother zarla had before her feeling as though she grew only slightly. Using the walls to support her weight with her muscles feeling weak, she stumbles to reach the lairs exit. A brightness Iseia's eyes never did come to like causes her sheild her eyes with her wings as she looks about the world wondering with a saddened heart what has she missed with her slumber?