Rasti
(#11207167)
Level 9 Ridgeback
Familiar
Magpie Sphinx
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Energy: 28/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Light.
Male Ridgeback
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
19.81 m
Wingspan
13.8 m
Weight
5810.86 kg
Genetics
Silver
Crystal
Crystal
Platinum
Paint
Paint
Midnight
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 9 Ridgeback
EXP: 11154 / 21526
STR
40
AGI
13
DEF
15
QCK
20
INT
8
VIT
13
MND
5
Lineage
Biography
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T H E - D E S C E N D A N T
Sentinel | Rastiel    ╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮ "Happiness is not given, it is made." - RASTI - ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ Alongside Jabberwock, Rasti is one of the clan’s sentinels as well as their chief engineer. While he is diligently dedicated to the clan at the present, Rasti began his life as one of the many drifters that seem to find themselves in Clan LockCharge, in his case, he was running away from a lackluster beginning. On the edges of the Sunbeam Ruins, a great warrior nested her clutch. Sensing she was needed elsewhere, she left the nest, oblivious to the cracks fast appearing in one of the eggs. This is how Rasti imagined his beginning: a small ridgeback born a few weeks early and coming into a world with no mother in sight. He didn’t meet his birth mother for another week, when she returned from the battle to meet her son. Even then, he didn't understand who she was or why she wanted to see him, preferring to tuck himself away in his nursemaid’s feathers until the intruder departed. If his mother left unhappy or heartbroken, Rasti was too young to notice or mind very much. As he grew older, he learned that his mother saved many lives the day he was born, but he long held a petty resentment against her anyway. The tiny, selfish part of his heart insisted that he, her son, had to be more important than the outcome of one battle, but looking around at the lives she saved, he knew that he was never worth all of them. The revelation stung, and for a long time, Rasti refused to forgive her for choosing them over him. Rastiel was determined to remove himself from his mother and her legacy, and he swiftly accompanied Nimbus, the traveling medic, to Clan LockCharge, where he took a job as a sentinel. Never one much for friendships and small talk, Rast made books his companions. His favorite subjects quickly became engineering, electricity, and progress. As Clan LockCharge began to grow, Rastiel began to develop a new infrastructure for a large powergrid for the clan. Perhaps it was simply that he moved too quickly or with too little caution, but in any case, he quickly realized his mistake. The accident happened in the winter, and while he’s invented a hundred different stories to tell the hatchlings, the older dragons in the clan will always remember the way he screamed when the lightning ripped through his wings. He was carried to the operating room babbling incoherently, and he still remembers the fear at being anesthesized for the amputation of both wings. Later, he also had one of his legs removed due to infection. Without his wings and missing one leg, Rast began to despair that he would ever regain the life he had before. His saving grace came in the form of two dragons from his old home: an old mirror retired to Clan LockCharge alongside his caretaker, a young dragoness named Opal. When Rasti’s wounds healed enough to allow him outside the med den, he found his perch next to the old warrior. Through their eyes, Rasti came to know his mother in a different light: as a brave warrior who always put her people’s needs before her own. In time, Rasti would be proud to call himself her son. While at first, Opal was only Jag’s caretaker, she did find her way into Rasti’s heart as well. From the first days after his accident, he began to devise plans for functional prosthetics to replace the limbs he lost. It was always Opal who was willing to fetch him his sketchbook, or do her best to find him the exact screw he requested, even if it seldom turned out to be the right one. While anyone else would have drawn his ire, he never had the heart to chastise her for the errors. Her hands became the ones that helped him learn to walk, and eventually, fly again. When he did fall in love with her, it happened all at once. One day she was just a friend, and the next, she held his heart in her unassuming hands. When the two relocated into a new den together, Rasti could have spent forever in Opal’s arms. He was able to share his passion for inventing with her, and together they resumed work on the complex power grid that supplies electricity to the lair – this time taking all possible safety precautions. Additionally, Rast invented a more efficient light bulb, and with Opal’s help, even convinced the majority of the clan that it was entirely safe. Despite the cost to himself, Rast maintains his fierce dedication to his craft, and while he spent most of his healing time locked away in his workshop, Opal was never far away. When he did perfect his prosthetics, she was still the only person with whom he could forgo them. Unfortunately, their happiness didn’t last nearly long enough, as a cold winter and a deadly fever left Rast alone once more, with his mate and children gone from the world. On harder nights, he desperately tries to recall the touch of her hands on his and the way she said his name, but he finds the memory a little harder to reach each time. Rast deeply fears forgetting her, as that would be worse than losing her in the first place. His cybernetics have been altered and improved many times over the years, and he believes they may even supercede the capabilities of his original wings. This belief is more difficult to keep up on the colder nights when the pain returns in full force to nerve endings that have long since been severed. Eventually, Rasti was able to return to his job as a sentinel, but he is much more valuable to the clan as an engineer. It is unanimously agreed that most of the technology in the clan would falter without Rasti’s constant tinkering with it. Despite the immense amount of tragedy Rasti has gone through, he always remembers to keep his face toward the rising sun, and to dream of better days around every corner. |
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RELATIONSHIPS
ROMANTIC Opal (Deceased) FAMILIAL Sanctuary PLATONIC Jag PROFESSIONAL Jabberwock ╰━━━━━━━━━╯ |
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