Status:
2780: Matriarch
Island: Isla Pera
Biome: Oceanic, coastal, urban, forest; various
Diet: Fish, crustaceans, cetaceans, mollusks, turtles, red meat from various sources
Faction: Steelwater Flock
Mate: N/A
Weight: Bulky
Height: Average
Length: Average
Despite her age, Matriarch is an imposing figure - moreso out of her weight than out of height. She's a little slower to get around than she used to be, and when wandering across her ship, she tends to walk more than she does fly. Landings are getting to be hard on her joints, and it is difficult to fly for long periods of time when there is no updraft to help keep her in the air.
Notable Traits: Aside from her musculature, Matriarch is quite average in appearance. She tends to sit in a slightly hunched position.
It's safe to say that Matriarch was a fighter in her youth, and an explorer. Though hidden beneath her feathers, she bears many scars that tell of her earlier exploits.
Once, she lived a relatively solitary life. She kept to her own company, and that of her family. They were simple fisherfolk, and preferred it that way, with other tropeos being few and far between. As she grew older, though, she longed more and more to stretch her wings into the skies beyond their sheltered bay. The first several times she encountered other dinosaurs, she stayed far away and often beyond all but the sharpest gaze. Matriarch was shy - she'd lived in the same little alcove all of her young life, and not heard anything of these others. Over time, though, she grew more and more bold - she was a flier, after all, and could easily stay out of reach if those that she investigated were any sort of trouble. And oh, it was grand! The tales she tells of the obstacles she faced and the battles she fought, the new places she found and the things she's seen. There were so many new faces for her to meet, so many new interesting regions to explore.
Eventually, she grew tired of the island, though where she went is anyone's guess. As far as she's told, she's never actually set foot on Isla Kela - which leaves the waters and wilds beyond.
Many years later, supposedly, she returned to the region. Matriarch found no comfort on the island, and instead preferred the seclusion of an expansive space that no other dinosaur had yet claimed as their own. An old ship, abandoned and dashed against a small, rocky "island" just past the shore of southern Isla Pera, her first "home." She set to work repairing the space - it gave her something to do and focus on, her mind often scattered in the first several months of her return. Occasionally, she would have a visiter - or perhaps she had truly invaded someone else's domain upon "claiming" the ship as her own. The tale changes from time to time. She paid little mind, accepting the company of those who wished to rest and directing those who wished to stay. There was much work to be done if they were going to ever keep the ship in working order. There were some that stayed out of necessity, others that stayed as repayment when she fished them out of the water. No matter the reason, the number of dinosaurs that inhabited the ship grew from a small population to an established colony, and has become a family to Matriarch. One that she will fiercely defend. Age is taking her strength, but not her spirit.
Fun Facts:
- Matriarch seems to be able to read the signs and billboards that humans left behind
- She seems to know much more about the residents of Steelwater than she lets on, and often it seems she knows just as much about island residents
- Matriarch has established working relationships with several factions across the islands, ensuring safety and safe travel for her flock in exchange for their services
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