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Awarded for participation after Broken Horns in the Voyage of the Wardens event Stage Three, battle against Amyrathin ES-001

Awarded for participation before Broken Horns in the Voyage of the Wardens event Stage Three, battle against Amyrathin ES-001

Awarded for participation in the Voyage of the Wardens event Stage Three, battle against Amyrathin ES-001

1. Decrease in chance of being injured during activities
2. Boost to damage dealt with PvP and PvE
3. Quests that require a soul link are available to this dragon

Soul Link. Loyalty. Van/Val. “I WILL make necklaces out of their spines!” Valkyrie’s words ripped through the quiet, pre-dawn air with a hiss of steam. Every puff of breath made blood drip from the wound on her shoulder, staining the snowy ground a mottled red. Her wings and legs ached as if they had been dipped in acid and her scales were broken and dented.  
“I don’t believe they have spines,” Vanir offered with a roll of her blue eyes, her calm voice a stinging contrast to her sister’s smoldering fury. She watched the horizon for movement but saw nothing but the stillness of ice and empty sky. The cold blue and white world hung like a picture, lifeless and unchanging. It was a cruel mimicry of the real thing. She did her best to ignore her sister’s continued ranting, trying to think of a plan.
“We don’t need a plan!” Valkyrie insisted as she thumped over to Vanir, “We need to kill them all!”
The ice giants had overtaken them duri

1. War Blood - This dragon has an increased chance of dealing critical damage in the arena or in events. 
2. Survival of the Fittest - This dragon has an increased chance of finding rarer items in hunting and foraging.

Adapt. Valkyrie/Vanir.It was the sort of cold that punched the air from your lungs and made you curse your need to breathe. It was painful, strangling and overwhelming. Each of Valkyrie’s breaths were shallow and forced. She felt a little dizzy and her wing tips were tingling warm despite the frost that coated them. She kept blinking with sleepy eyes as she beat her tired wings.
Mum had taken them further than they had ever flown before, and she wasn’t handling it very well. She was exhausted and frustrated, but she wasn’t going to complain. She was strong and brave like her mum and there was no way she would admit defeat first. Her sister, Vanir wasn’t complaining, so neither would she.
Still, Valkyrie was excited to be home. She could see the familiar crest of their mountain, glowing orange with sunlight from the barely skyward sun. It had been a month since the sun had managed to fully ascend past the jagged horizon, and it would be at least another month before it managed to do s

Strength. Valkyrie/Vanir.There was something magical about having two daughters of the same age. They had been born of the same father, hatched in tandem on the same ice cliff and reared together under the guidance of their mum.  The same moon had blessed their arrival and the same stars would guide their nights. As the seasons ticked by, the pair would grow and explore life together, rarely more than a heartbeat apart. All their first experiences were aligned, and their destinies amalgamated. They would be eternally together, like two bits of ice forever drifting in the same ocean. 
It left Vanir and Valkyrie with a breathtaking bond that would grow more solid than the permafrost that supported them and more ancient then the mountains gave them shelter. Skadi found it indescribably magnificent.
But only when they weren’t trying to eat each other’s faces off.
Vanir was absolutely screaming with rage, her jaws flashing with drool slicked teeth as she snapped at her sister. The fury in her

Taming. Adapt 2. ValThe way the spire of ice shone like diamonds in the warm sunlight took away Vanir’s breath. It was coated with little drips of melt water that sparkled like stars and cast rainbows on the translucent, pale blue walls. The rhythmic drip, drip, drip plinked through the hallowed halls and sang with the soft sighs of shifting ice. It was a dream made true - a paradise that was slowly slipping away as the warmth of time rained down on it like acid. It was all theirs.
Vanir had discovered it just days before, but the sisters had quickly claimed it as their hiding place. No one else in the flight could find them here, not even their mum or Wraith. It was an entire kingdom, empty but for two little queens.
The pair soared on small wings through the endless maze that was the ice palace. There were signs of old life here, long dead and forever forgotten. Human trinkets and nesting materials were frozen into half melted floors and oozing walls. Old fabrics and furs were held stiff in a perm