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Diablo

(#11377134)

Level 1 Guardian

Familiar

Nightmare

Energy: 50/50

Personal Style

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Scene

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Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

13.28 m

Wingspan

15.67 m

Weight

8715.41 kg

Genetics

Red
Speckle

Maroon
Freckle

Blood
Crackle

Hatchday

Mar 10, 2015
(9 years)

Breed

Adult
Guardian

Eye Type

Plague
Common

Level 1 Guardian

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

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Lineage

Parents

Offspring

none

Biography

D I A B L O

Former Mercenary || Military Adviser

B I O G R A P H Y

Diablo was the youngest of her clutch, her parents' first hatchlings.

Under her mother's care, she was the most precious; the golden child. She had everything that she asked for, really. From the rarest meat to consume; the comfiest sleeping quarters; the most valuables gifted to her; to the ever loving attention of her mother. She had it all. She was, to the dismay of her siblings, the one true apparent heir to their mother's name.

Her father didn't offer anything less either. He, being the strongest warrior of their clan, trained Diablo to live up to Carnage's name. No matter how spoiled they treated her, Kronos had to make sure his daughter would bring bloodshed to wherever she went. Day and night, she trained herself. Her father always on her trail, watching her every move. He would always fight her, himself, to test her skills. He had to make sure she grew stronger with every hour that passed. He would not fail her. She would be the most merciless. She would be death herself.

Until, the next clutch arrived. A single egg.

Diablo was smitten with her younger sister, Bloodscale. She couldn't get enough of her. A quiet little thing, so very different from the rest of her family.

Amongst the animosity of her siblings and her parents' expectations, Bloo was a bundle of joy. Diablo never wanted anything to hurt her little sibling, never to be tainted by her lineage's legacy. Diablo swore to only protect her little Bloo, and as years passed, she also swore herself to her sister's children; Agrius and Valha.

B I O G R A P H Y

Bloodscale found another clan somewhere in the Contagion. After she settled, we wrote to each other almost every day. The messengers loathed us, I think, because of how often we asked for their assistance. Bloo said her new home was 'an interesting one.' Said that 'it wasn't like back home, but has some similarities.' I don't know what she means by that, seeing that we're a bunch of murderers, but as long as she's happy I'm fine. I guess. She met a nice young lad too. Though he wasn't exclusive, he treated her lovingly.

They had a clutch of two. A little bouncing ball of joy Agrius, and a shy yet strong willed Valha. Bloo was ecstatic. She had always been a natural with younglings and couldn't wait for ones of her own. I never saw the appeal, though. Hatchlings are just a bunch of little hassle filled beings. I'm not about to waste my life for the little beasts. But, Bloo made her younglings sound heavenly.

Agrius never ran out of energy, always with a smile on his face. All the exhaustion and fatigue that both his parents would have after a day's work disappeared when they see their little boy. He also had a strong calling to the Bringer, so he would always be around his father, training with him and learning more of the plague that surrounds them. It made Bloo jealous, but she couldn't be any happier.

Valha, on the other hand, was anything but a coward. She looked exactly like her mother, but reminded Bloo so much of me. A strong young dragon, full of determination and equipped with a strong mind. Bloo said she could pass as my kid if we ever get together. She was so happy to be blessed by the Bringer with young Valha, but there was something off with her that Bloo couldn't exactly pinpoint. I told her not to worry about it, seeing that our parents couldn't understand her either and yet she turned out better than the rest of us. Bloo wrote back with a painting of her family, made by one of the Beastclans they befriended.

B I O G R A P H Y

When I heard of my sister’s despair, I couldn’t believe that I had let her down.

After Mother left, Father took me to wander around the Wasteland in search of a new home. My brothers and sisters had all found their own callings and packs, which left me to deal with the mess our parents brought upon our former clan. After months of wandering like beggars, Father found a decent lair in the Wyrmwound. Who would’ve thought we’d end up in the higher grounds of the Lady Bringer? Let alone to have this clan hire me as a mercenary for their various allies. I was always out of the Wasteland to assist the differing clans all over Sornieth. It exhausted me to no ends, though at least I get to see the world Mother kept from me.

Father met Myasthenia. She reminds me a whole lot of Mother. But, she was nicer.This small mirror was able to woo my father despite being decades younger than me. I guess when a guardian of his age hasn’t found his Charge yet, they turn very vulnerable to emotions and the desire for something to fill them grows. I feel bad for him. I wonder when he'll turn into a whole dragon?

The clan wasn’t anything bad. It was hospitable at least, despite the crater’s disease-filled … stuff in it. Throw an Emperor my way and I could probably survive a few minutes with it without a problem, but that thing that the Lady brought upon our land is something I do not want to mess with. I value my life too much now.

I haven’t had a time to sit down and write to Bloo either. The last time I had was when I heard of Agrius joining the honoured ranks of the Plaguebringer. It was an overwhelming moment, to say the least. Most of our lineage dies off in battle, so having an honoured member in our blood is a pride that swells me up. This time, however, wasn’t anything as that. When I received a letter back from Bloo, I was devastated. Valha had fallen in battle in the Southern Icefields. I let her down.

The one that I am to protect and to care for,
died in the hands of an ice dragon.

lore by: kikoku #139605

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