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Atramelech

(#19028900)
Level 25 Imperial
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Sanguine Multimist
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Female Imperial
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style

Apparel

Infectionist's Emblem
Iron Shield
Bloody Arm Bandages
Bloody Leg Bandages
Bloody Tail Bandage
Ruby Daredevil Cover
Tar-Trap Forecallouses
Tar-Trap Hindcallouses
Bloodstone Roundhorn
Bloody Chest Bandage
Veteran's Eye Scar
Veteran's Shoulder Scars

Skin

Skin: Three Heads Better

Scene

Scene: Webfiend Cave

Measurements

Length
28.85 m
Wingspan
20.37 m
Weight
8444.15 kg

Genetics

Primary Gene
Beige
Iridescent
Beige
Iridescent
Secondary Gene
Blood
Shimmer
Blood
Shimmer
Tertiary Gene
Blood
Crackle
Blood
Crackle

Hatchday

Hatchday
Dec 07, 2015
(8 years)

Breed

Breed
Adult
Imperial

Eye Type

Eye Type
Plague
Common
Level 25 Imperial
Max Level
Scratch
Shred
Eliminate
Rally
Sap
Ambush
Ambush
STR
110
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
50
INT
8
VIT
11
MND
6

Biography

Atramelech

- The Emperor -

"There is nothing for you here. Turn back, and forget that you ever saw us."

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Atramelech lives in the very heart of the fortress, where none but the priests go; The Covenant's well-guarded dark secret. An amalgamation of imperials, with the minds of three, though the moments any of them are lucid are few and far between.

They live in chains, though it is more to protect them from their own rage than to spare anyone else. Every once in a while they are visited by a priest or priestess, either to feed them or to give yet another ritual or alchemical concoction in an attempt to bring them out of madness; An attempt to understand where the Lightweaver's creations went wrong. Sometimes it works, though rarely for long, and their words become clear.

They remember who they were. They remember dying, and they remember the agony of their forming; Tendons and muscles twining together, twisted to fit their new body. Thoughts blending, then fading. Teeth snapping, claws raking, the scent of blood and fear, and there is nothing but the pain.

They remember, but they feel nothing. Their only request is simple but yet far away: To open their blinded eyes to the sun, to feel earth and soil under their sore feet, to stretch their many wings in the wind. To live.


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Name: Atramelech (at-RUH-meh-lek): Derived from Adramelech, a pagan sun god or demon

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