War Boy

Family: Cast him out
Remaining Children/Grandchildren: None
Mate: Viscera
Born and raised in the Scarred Wasteland, Tavor was one of the one percent of skinless hatchlings that survived into adult hood; his cunning need to survive coming out even as he hatched. This up bringing in this kill all, take no prisoners world, Tavor thrived, growing strong, confident and merciless; only being welcomed back into his birth clan only after he was able to prove he could survive on his own, adding value and strength to his clan.

Tavor grew into a strong and confident creature, the head of their clan eventually, treating his clan more like a pack of mirrors. He thrived on social hierarchy and interactions.

Yet a growing threat was left unattended for too long, and something that Tavor should have taken seriously, he treated as a joke. Thinking the impossible could never happen; captured skinlesses dragons were on the rise. Taken and their clotted blood armor harvested for profit.

It had been discovered by Arcane Plagueborns that the world was demanding dragon blood for various spells and ointments; some believing that skinnless clotted blood was the key to ever lasting beauty and youth, to create the most powerful poisons, some even treating it as a delicacy.

Tavor did not listen to the rumors that skinlesses were going missing, shrugged it off as foolish hearsay; thinking that only the weak were taken for such experimentation.

Tavor was with his hunting party when they were ambushed by a large group of Arcane Plagueborns, over powered and out preformed they were all taken prisoner.

Isolated and in chains, Tavor fought bitterly those first few months. Enduring the torture as the Arcane Plagueborns took chunks of exposed flesh for experimentation, exposing more bone on his legs and head; fought and thrashed as they used blades to scrape his outer layer of protective clots from his flesh.

He endured as they harvested his flesh and blood, but when his body's natural defense, its ability for surface vessels to released rivulets of fresh blood, became hampered did Tavor truly suffer.

The constant removal of flesh and scrapping of the surface vessels damaged them to a point where less then fifty percent actually produced the blood that should cover his body and keep his exposed flesh clean from infection and bacteria.

This left Tavor open to constant infection, making him less valuable to his captures on top of not producing enough of what they were looking for. So them moved Tavor from 'production' to 'experimentation', where they put him though horrendous and painful procedures where they attempted to increase the flow of his blood vessels.

Tavor will not speak about what exactly was done to him, being extremely vague when he does speak about his experiences as a prisoner to the Arcane Plagueborn, but what he will say is that it was an epic failure.

They were never able to increase his blood flow again, leaving his body exposed and vulnerable to infection, and his mind broken and shattered.

When they were done with him, the Arcane Plagueborn's put Tavor back where they found him; mind and body broken from isolation and experimentation. He somehow made his way back to his clan, the only one from his hunting party that had.

It had at first been a joyous celebration to have Tavor back, but within a few cycles of the sun, his clan discovered the same dragon had not come home; Tavor was now a liability to his clan, bringing infection in without his body able to produce enough blood to clean his exposed muscles. He suffered from night terrors when he tried to sleep, waking his clan with his screams of terror.

His clan cast him out within days of him coming home; unwilling to deal with his mental trauma, and unable to help his physical.

Just like that, Tavor was alone again. Isolated in the worse way possible.
No longer caring for anything, and with no one to care for him, Tavor does not know how long he spent wandering the world in a half life haze. Barley able to function and feed himself, he had no idea where he was most of the time, and somehow managed to make it to the outskirts of the Windswept Plateau, where he was found by Viscera, on one of her first runs with Curse to the Scarred Wasteland.

Viscera, a skinless like him, had been rescued from the parallels of their home land by the vicious Plague dragon Tarn, and taken to his new clan of fire where she was raised by Tarn and his beloved mate, Daenerys.

The female skinless saw the broken, traumatized and underweight dragon that was left of Tavor; and was overwhelmed as something clicked into place for her, knowing her Journey was over and she had found her charge. It had been no trouble for the younger Viscera and Curse to bring Tavor home to her dam for healing.

Out of his mind and unstable, Tavor could not comprehend what was happening, was given a sleeping remedy so that Daenerys could over see to his healing; Tavor getting his first uninterrupted rest since he was taken.

Doing all she could, Daenerys healed the worst of Tavor's wounds, but was unable to increase the production of blood from his vessels, telling her daughter that Tavor would forever be doomed to be susceptible to infection.

Doing what was needed, Viscera donated some of her own clotted armor, giving her dam the base ingredient to create an antibacterial and antiseptic ointment that could be applyed to Tavor's flesh on a daily bases, working just like his clotted blood had.

Tavor woke days later, feeling physically better with his wounds treated and a new layer of clotted blood, but still mentally unstable having never dealt with the trauma of what happened to him; even the drive that forces Guardian's to search for their charge to fall silent as his mind and instinct had been destroyed.

Viscera had been patient with him, visiting him as often as she could, coming not just daily, but several time a day. It started with her and Daenerys coming in to apply the ointment to keep his flesh healthy; bandaging him where the worse of the infection had taken hold, Daenerys providing him with a sleep aid to give him rest without nightmares.

The two eventually began to talk, Viscera getting Tavor to open up little by little, helping him stabilize, soothing his mind. Helping him integrate into her clan, helping driving out his loneliness and isolation.

It did not happen over night, but eventually Tavor found himself looking forward to being with Viscera and his clan; startling himself when he realized he had started calling them his clan after being alone for so long.

He knows love will not fix everything, but it certainly helps to have the support system that came with Viscera, and they took Tavor in with no questions asked; and for that he does love the little fire raised plagueling that cared for him when he was at his weakest.
As Tavor stabilized with Viscera's help, he quickly saw that everyone else had a place within the clan, everyone had a job to do. From the warriors, to the healer, advisers, infiltrators, guards and their representatives, to the hatchling's caretakers.

No longer mentally stable to be a full time warrior, Tavor struggled with where he fit in with his new clan. He knew he had to pull his own weight, wanted to in fact, and did not want to only be seen as Viscera's damaged mate.

It was Daenerys who introduced Tavor to Gia, Captain of the War Boys; the brutal task force whose sole purpose is to protect the clan, being called upon when all others have failed and the dark protectors need help.

Tavor found his place with the other war boys, all broken and shattered mentally like him, most being held together by Gia's support and protection, and their need to protect their clan. He can be himself among the other war boys, a few of the only dragons who can understand how broken he is and not try to fix him.

Now, he is apart of that lethal group of dragons that call themselves the war boys and he can be as aggressive as he wants to be with his enemies, and knows he will have Viscera and others to help bring him back down from his high of battle.
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