Urve

Urve was born deeply afflicted with sickness, for many months Alysria knew not if the wyrmling would survive. And even when it seemed that his condition lessened and that the young dragon was yet meant to live, he remained in a terribly weak state for most of his childhood.   For the first years of his life, as his siblings busied themselves exploring the peaks, Urve was unable to even stand on his legs and spent all his time deep inside the mountain in the care of his mother and of her servants   This meant that he was the recipient of much of Alysria's protectiveness, his siblings often playfully dubbing him "the favorite one".   But even when he was too young to understand why, Urve was always painfully aware of what he really was for his mother, a constant reminder of her own shortcomings and a source of guilt. This is what her eyes screamed at him from the very first time he gazed at them and it deeply shaped the person he is today.   But this also meant none in the brood spent as much time with Alysria, under her careful tutelage he learned the secret of the arcane, the subtlety of poetry and the fantastical history of this world, though the ancient dragon painted quite a frightful image of the outside in her stories.   With time the wyrmling steadfast constitution finally overcame his illness. Even then years of laying down left him frail and clumsy.   This is the reason why his siblings were so confused when Urve insisted on taking part in their quest, even more surprised were they when they saw him resist so fiercely as their mother's refused it to him   Stating that he would go "no matter what".  

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