Galatea Griffith

Galatea is a new species of Dragon, A Cross-Breed between a Dragon and WereBeast, No official tile has been given just yet. Some have dubbed her an Angelic Dragon, While the basic appearance could be garnered as such the mere idea of such a being stretches logic a bit to far. The truth being, Rather ironically just as stretched, Galatea is merely a dragon here the WereBeast curse has been grafted onto her soul permanently as most children of WereBeats are. This has had the side effect of fur growing on parts of her body were scales have not, Her wings water than being webbed with flesh as most dragons, Having tough feathers instead. The last feature is her horns. She has a par of horns though small and hidden by her main. More potently are her animal like ears.
In the end a rather unique species but due to her fluffy exterior most encountering her for the first time are less likely to flee.

She did not always look as Dragon-Kin, Appearing as a mere Half-elf for most of her early twenties Her true identity didn't bloom until her 22nd Birthday. Her parents always knew that something would change in her life eventually they just were not sure what, Only ever gently guiding her about change not being such a bad thing.
Galatea lived a simple life. Strong willed, courageous and always ready to explore. when she came of age she joined the local guards as a trainee, keeping the peace in her small town located in Vylaana Forrest. she had loving parents, Mother would sing to her every night life was good.
Galatea was born and raised in Oxtrad during the Conglomerate rule, Being taught and raised in an area surrounded by Outlawed Race propergander and strongly religious town Galatea grew quite narrowminded.
Soon after joining the military Galatea started to brew some fascination with Giants. The lore, knowledge, culture, Rune magic and where they all went. through this she learned of the great wars between Giants and Dragons that happened many many thousands of years ago, Sparking a hatred for dragon kind.
Her mother and father always tried for her to see reason but she would not budge. Despite her parents best efforts to shelter her from the influence Galatea grew to hate the Outlawed . This extended into a xenophobic attitude as she began to despise anything outside a normal mortal Especially Dragons.
Upon her 18th Birthday she began to experience changes to her body, Soon after both her parents revealed themselves to her as their true heritage as Dragon mother and Werewolf Father, shattering Galatea's world view and twisting everything she believed in. Unable to believe or accept she fled.

The life adjustment has been sever, running away from home the night it was revealed and spending almost a year living on her own, subject the the hatred she once had for creatures just like her. a huge wake up call.
There was many stages Galatea went through. For the first week she was convinced it was some sort of illusion spell or bad dream she couldn't wake up from. after that she spent a considerable amount of time and resources trying to stop or reverse the changes that were happening, Believing it was a curse or mutation that a Cleric could cure.
The main thing driving her forward was the fascination with giants she had brewed a few years earlier. Giants and Dragons are known to be sworn enemies but as Dragon Galatea still wanted to know more about them.
Today Galatea has mostly accepted this new life suddenly thrust upon her. Returning to her Mother who taught her everything on being a Dragon, from Hoard to flight, Magic to hygiene. Over the next few years the changes completed and Galatea was a far different creature from a few years ago.

Still with her heart set on finding where the Giants went but now with a more positive outlook. She has started studying their rune magic and combining it with her draconic blood, Which has lead to interesting results.

Map Maker Galatea
With her unique situation Galatea had trouble finding suitable work. Approaching other people had to be done delicately, Unlike other Dragons; Galatea had no way to Shape-Change and so had to take her true form to interviews.
It was made obvious quickly that conventional jobs were not going to suite. So Galatea would look for more isolated work, Such as a Travel guide. Her ability to fly and familiarity with Oxtrad's landscape she offered her services as a guide through the Nation's deserts and tundras.

Rescue in the Desert

Galatea has inherited something far more valuable than any mere coin or jewel, Blood, Body and soul of Dragon kind. something that she must carry with her until the end of time, into the afterlife and beyond then still. Given a great gift or curse, depending on how you view it, by her Dragon mother. Mother left Galatea with some simple instructions and a new way of living, Galatea has had to battle within herself to figure out who she is now, who she was and who she wants to be. in a world that dose not look favorable upon her Dragon kin life may have become more difficult but it has opened up to more possibilities than she could ever dream.
Nobody is expected to believe her story but its happening and she can't wait to turn the page.

Seeing things from new Angles
I have been shown great kindness recently, I was cold alone nothing to my name other that the few supplies I had from my trip yet these people of the new Greyhawk nation took me in, fed me and gave me a safe place to sleep, all they asked was I lend a hand with chores.
I like to keep to myself but whenever I see someone in need of help I will always lend them a hand.
The people I used to think were decent I see now their true nature, one of the last towns I visited before reaching Greyhawk I was attacked, beaten and drivin out of town like a common monster, what's scary is that I would have done the same thing a few months ago. Its a shock and a thought that won't leave my mind.

My Determination is Unshakable
Despite everything that's happened recently I still have my goal in site, i want to find the Giants. I still have many questions, i wonder if…. how they will see me, as a dragon coming to them to ask about history, it worries me that they may reject me.
The thought has crossed my mind that i have little leads and there is a chance that the Giants were in fact just a story all along, but thinking like that will get me no closer to finding out the truth, i am sure there is great significance in my goal. But before even that i gotta find my parents and burry them.

Strength for the lonely times
I don't like to brag….actually that's a lie, I do…I am strong and with my dragon blood i am a fierce fighter, i need no weapons or armor, just a few accessories and a target. I like to prove my worth wherever i can, being as short as i am people are quick to underestimate me, how i love to show them otherwise.
The stronger i get the better, its nice to rely on a group of adventures but i want to carry my own weight so when push comes to shove im not left high and dry.

Who I was, Who I am, Who I could be
For most of my life I believed I was something I wasn't. What I really was turned out to be a Dragon something I had taught myself to hate. It was a huge shock at the time and for years afterwards i was still battling my thoughts. I am Dragon kin now, Well I was always dragon kin technically…and I am quite hungry….I should find some food.
Something that has come to my attention very quickly is the people of Mor-thir want me dead, I was born under the rule of the outlawed races.
I don't think i could ever go home, people in my home town know me too well, maybe they might catch my voice, or my behavior even in this new body, its a risk I would rather not take, better they think I'm dead.
I wonder if this is how I should be, could I live on like this? Dragons live quite a lot longer than humans, and if what that Gold dragon said is true….i could be living for thousands of years to come…I'm not sure about the future but today I am me.

6 I wish my childhood sweetheart had come with me to pursue my destiny.

6 I have trouble trusting in my allies.