Virulent
(#16488408)
Level 25 Tundra
Familiar
Crowned Roc
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Fire.
Female Tundra
This dragon is on a Coliseum team.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
2.64 m
Wingspan
3.57 m
Weight
171.82 kg
Genetics
Blood
Iridescent
Iridescent
Coal
Shimmer
Shimmer
Rose
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Tundra
Max Level
STR
7
AGI
19
DEF
13
QCK
59
INT
110
VIT
50
MND
13
Biography
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VIRULENT The Pathogen • Silent • Unnatural
Hhhhaaahhh.
Virulent was not trained or raised like her sister and brother. Instead, she was constructed. Concentrated Plague festers inside of her and crawls beneath her skin, making her less of a dragon with every day she lives. She was kept away from her siblings in their childhood, isolated in the back of the tiny cave their father has dug in the Scar. For the longest time she never saw the outside world. Instead she was kept company by obsidian walls, an ashen carpet, and the stench of something rotten. Each night Ileskerth brought her strange-looking food that tastes like blood, dirt, and poison. Each night her father attached leeches to her skin. The leeches died before the sunrise, and Virulent is smart enough to know that the leeches weren't sucking blood out - they were putting something in. The scars beneath her fur sting, and so does the mask her father has sealed to her face. The discomfort crawls through Virulent's bones, but she doesn't fight it. The crawling itch shows her devotion to Ilkeserth. She knows nothing but his voice and the words he whispers of disease and rot, and she will willingly endure whatever he intends to do with her contagion-imbued body. She is strongest. |
 
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She is blind to the world around her. Only her father matters.
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Physical An exceptionally small and scrawny Tundra, Virulent is a formidable magic-wielder, wielding a roiling wave of something not quite Fire or Plague. Wherever her power touches, skin blisters and fevers suddenly rage. The fire-blighted injuries she raises make easy targets for her father's follow-up, and infection often sets hold even in those who escape from her. Her durability is perhaps assisted by the conditioning from Ileskerth. Virulent's coat is thickly matted with slime and scar tissue, and what little armor she wears may very well be fused to her skin. There is a mask upon her face, welded upon her by pus and warped healing magic. She is also called Tiny Darth Vader. Thank you, Allo. |
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Familiar The Fungalhoof Qiriq is as eerie a creature as its master, heavily saturated in Plague and with only on purpose in its miserable existence; to bolster Virulent's disease-spreading nature. |
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Kin Her father's voice is the only one she listens to. Ileskerth has raised Virulent to be a construct of pure disease and rancid flames. She can barely remember what her brother and sister look like, and knows them only by scent. She treats them as her father treats them; second-best. Strangely, she is attuned to their pain. It irks her. Her father's allies are of no concern to her. Their darkness cannot touch her. |
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