Technicolor

Technicolor isn't your usual dragon, and most would assume that his name doesn't fit his appearance, or his attire or personality. He's a completely neutral being, and wouldn't stop anyone from marching on in and attacking the clan, nor would he stop "his" clan from attacking another dragon. He's what some call a "sideline killer". He won't help a murderer get away, but he wouldn't help the victim either. He kills just by doing absolutely nothing.

Of course, that isn't true at all. While he'd been born to plague, something inside of him screamed for the dark, for the shadows that bent so willingly to his wishes. The first time someone - another hatchling - had shoved him down, attacked him for being so harsh and cold, his closest friends reared in hatred and swallowed the dragon up, muffling their screams until they made no sound anymore.

After that, Technicolor knew his shadows would do anything for him, even kill. Soon, he became one of the most notorious mercenaries to ever walk the Earth, to ever fly among the clouds. He was known only as The Dark Killer, an imperial who was black all over, and had terrifying powers and horrid creatures at his command. Who's eyes would flash in different colors with every kill he made.

However, after a contract turned bad, and with many enemies wanting him dead, he returned to his homeland and settled down in an out of the way clan to hide. There he planned on laying low, building his powers and on the lookout for small contracts to keep himself busy.

So it is that the infamous Dark Killer disappears, and in his place, a seemingly normal, if not distant, mage steps into the light. And if a dragon goes missing every once and a while...well...

He had to keep the shadows fed, after all.

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Technicolor may be a cold blooded murderer for hire, but even he had emotions. Not that he often let anyone in on that well kept secret, but it was true. Even the notorious Dark Killer could feel downtrodden, miserable, or even....rejection.

He absolutely hated being turned away from high paying jobs, or great inns or even from a specific place. Every time he approached a nature clan - either because he had a target there or because he needed to rest - he'd been turned away, rejected and left to find another way to get what he needed.

The dark imperial may seem emotionless, but in fact has a certain....intensity with every emotion he feels.

Whether this is a good thing or not has yet to be seen. No one has really seen real emotions from the usually cold and extremely distant Technicolor. And if they have....they're either dead or have no memory of meeting him.

He could do more than kill, after all....the darkness is more than death. So much more.