Eosphoros
(#13512013)
Dawn Bringer, He/Him Pronouns *
Familiar
Firemane Manticore
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Light.
Male Imperial
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
25.43 m
Wingspan
23.86 m
Weight
9381.9 kg
Genetics
Grey
Savannah
Savannah
Gold
Flair
Flair
Grey
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Imperial
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
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dawn bringer
EOSPHOROS "An awful noise filled the air. I heard a scream in the woods somewhere." ....................................................
♪ | GUILTRIDDEN | KIND | FEARFUL |
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Art by acverg
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A fox it was. He shook, afraid.
Quiet, solumn, and crippled when not possessed by his deity, Eos's heart is as gold as his hair. For all that he's been through, for all the damage the shade tore through his body, for everything that he is, he is stubbornly and wholly kind. His great wings welcome any who enter his chambers in the great cavern that is the cathedral.
I raised a stone to end his pain.
Eos is not capable of moving from his bed when his deity is not possessing him, the armor on his body immobilizing him. But when he is possessed, his body moves with a smooth grace and uncanny lightness for an entity standing at an intimidating 10'6". It doesn't help that his eyes are a shocking, uncanny pure white against sunken, pitch sclera. Always staring, watching. The central eye doesn't do much to help, always flicking this way and that. Never looking at what Eos is actually focused on.
I saw new eyes were watching me.
The center eye shuts when he is possessed.
I turned and ran, to save a life I didn't have.
When possessed, Eos's memories from before his infection allow the deity controlling him to access his previous skills with polearms. One good thing that came as a result of the Shade infecting his form is the thick, black, chitinous armor that covers his body. When he isn't possessed, it's far too heavy for him to move on his own, but it provides him with literally impenetrable defense. Only his joints and head are vulnerable.
My dearest love I'm not done yet
Currently, the angel is with The Collective, watching. Waiting. His eyes are on Yasu, who swears the angel's voice is familiar, but is too afraid to approach. Perhaps for the best. It wouldn't do for Yasu to know too much just yet... Not until he gets his anger under control.
Or gives in entirely. |
"Do you remember?"
"How could I forget?" Yasu turned the gold chain over in his hands, "The day the angel came to us. The weeks leading up to it."
"The jester came first." Matunos' eye watched the glint of the amulet in his leader's hands.
"King of fools, he called himself. Told us his clan harbored someone shade-touched. Said he needed somewhere he could be properly cared for. I remember offering to send Belladonna and Fell to escort him here, but the jester was insistent that he had to be taken with far more care." A chuckle left Yasu and he set it aside.
"...did we ever get the jester's name?" Matunos frowned a little.
"...I'm not sure. I don't remember it now and I don't think it matters. Their leader came next. That's when they told me the depth of what Eos is." Yasu shrugged and leaned back in the small chair, elbow propping up on the arm.
"I remember how somber you were after that. Hurt at the time, thought you were keeping secrets."
"Kind of was. But it was for the best. A direct servant of the Lightweaver so deeply infected and so crippled. Had to promise Arthas wouldn't get his hands on Eos. Thankfully I don't think Arthas could be any more than happy to comply." A laugh left him, "... and then they brought him. I know Shadow dragons are stealthy, but I don't think I've ever been so intimidated by a man as small as Icthanil. Especially when I saw Eos. How they managed to keep him so hidden is still beyond me." He goes quiet for a moment, "I thought that feeling of awe would wear off after a while. But every time it's as if it's the first time seeing him all over again. His eyes piercing more than Arthas's, the nothingness pits in his skull. And yet how pitiful he is."
"Until he gets up."
"Gets up?" The newcomer finally piped up after listening to their tale in silence for so long, "I thought he was crippled?"
"He is. Most of the time."
Yasu made a face, "You'll see it eventually. Usually he's propped up on pillows in his room or asleep. Skoll and Ichor keep him company, Njord brings the bravest hatchlings to meet him. He's endlessly kind once you get past the initial heart attack of seeing him. But then there are days you turn a corner too fast and he's standing there. Towering over you. Just staring. Ichor theorizes the Shade takes full control over his body those days. It makes sense, I guess. The whispers in your head go silent. Your miasma will dissipate to nothing. The tremble of his wings is gone, and his center eye is shut. He never remembers getting up, either..." He trails off, clicking his tongue, "Airen and Arthas both avoid him as if he were the Plaguebringer herself."
"...Yasu?"
"Hm?" The leader flicks his eyes to the wind-born man at his side.
"... he doesn't bleed miasma, does he?"
"How could I forget?" Yasu turned the gold chain over in his hands, "The day the angel came to us. The weeks leading up to it."
"The jester came first." Matunos' eye watched the glint of the amulet in his leader's hands.
"King of fools, he called himself. Told us his clan harbored someone shade-touched. Said he needed somewhere he could be properly cared for. I remember offering to send Belladonna and Fell to escort him here, but the jester was insistent that he had to be taken with far more care." A chuckle left Yasu and he set it aside.
"...did we ever get the jester's name?" Matunos frowned a little.
"...I'm not sure. I don't remember it now and I don't think it matters. Their leader came next. That's when they told me the depth of what Eos is." Yasu shrugged and leaned back in the small chair, elbow propping up on the arm.
"I remember how somber you were after that. Hurt at the time, thought you were keeping secrets."
"Kind of was. But it was for the best. A direct servant of the Lightweaver so deeply infected and so crippled. Had to promise Arthas wouldn't get his hands on Eos. Thankfully I don't think Arthas could be any more than happy to comply." A laugh left him, "... and then they brought him. I know Shadow dragons are stealthy, but I don't think I've ever been so intimidated by a man as small as Icthanil. Especially when I saw Eos. How they managed to keep him so hidden is still beyond me." He goes quiet for a moment, "I thought that feeling of awe would wear off after a while. But every time it's as if it's the first time seeing him all over again. His eyes piercing more than Arthas's, the nothingness pits in his skull. And yet how pitiful he is."
"Until he gets up."
"Gets up?" The newcomer finally piped up after listening to their tale in silence for so long, "I thought he was crippled?"
"He is. Most of the time."
Yasu made a face, "You'll see it eventually. Usually he's propped up on pillows in his room or asleep. Skoll and Ichor keep him company, Njord brings the bravest hatchlings to meet him. He's endlessly kind once you get past the initial heart attack of seeing him. But then there are days you turn a corner too fast and he's standing there. Towering over you. Just staring. Ichor theorizes the Shade takes full control over his body those days. It makes sense, I guess. The whispers in your head go silent. Your miasma will dissipate to nothing. The tremble of his wings is gone, and his center eye is shut. He never remembers getting up, either..." He trails off, clicking his tongue, "Airen and Arthas both avoid him as if he were the Plaguebringer herself."
"...Yasu?"
"Hm?" The leader flicks his eyes to the wind-born man at his side.
"... he doesn't bleed miasma, does he?"
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