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Janus

(#19768042)

Level 1 Guardian

Familiar

Wallowing Willow

Energy: 39/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

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Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

17.51 m

Wingspan

14.39 m

Weight

9255.64 kg

Genetics

Mulberry
Basic

Lavender
Basic

Beige
Basic

Hatchday

Jan 01, 2016
(8 years)

Breed

Adult
Guardian

Eye Type

Lightning
Common

Level 1 Guardian

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

none

Offspring

Biography

Janus

Contract Administrator

B I O G R A P H Y

Janus had been on his own before coming to Civitas Aurōra, though no one, including him, was sure for how long. It had been Sergei who had found him, a young and tiny Fae, near the borderlands between the Sunbeam Ruins and The Shifting Expanse, and their trip back to the clan was Janus’s first memory. Janus embraced this early-in-life loneliness as if it defined him: being a part of a clan the size of Clan Norrsken meant he never had to be lonely, but he often found himself seeking solitude – trying to recreate that quiet emptiness that meant he was alone.

A shy and awkward young dragon, Janus found more comfort in Sergei as an intermittent adopted parent than with the other guardians – and they quickly learned to give him his space. He sought out a teacher and exploring companion in Brennus and together they would make trips into the surrounding areas to gather information and experiences. Janus grew up content in his loneliness. Still, it was always with wonder and longing that he watched the relationship between the other Guardians and their Charges: the deep love between Astrophei and Alcyone, the affectionate care Romulus took of the large iridescent pearl he always carried with him*, and the devotion of Hanji to Clan Norrsken itself. Though he had not yet reached the age when a Guardian seeks out its charge, he became determined to get his hands on a scroll. He worked for nearly a year before he was able to save the treasure, but his belief that this is what would make him whole never wavered. There was something so important in the knowledge – the promise – that someday that kind of pure and natural relationship would be his.

When a Guardian comes of age, it instinctively seeks out a charge to protect for the rest of its considerable life. – Janus had read these words so often that the book’s spine was cracked and the pages worn thin with handling. His coming of age had come and gone and though he was still not close to the other Guardians of the clan it was clear to him that something had gone horribly wrong. Since his transformation he had withdrawn even further from the clan, no longer exploring with Hrafn, no longer seeking Sergei out on his infrequent returns. Some days he would still daydream about finding his Charge – something that completed his soul – but usually he wrapped himself in loneliness and enjoyed the feeling of being just with himself. No charge. No family. No clan. Somehow he was happy in his loneliness.
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B I O G R A P H Y

It all changed the night the clan was attacked. He had been curled alone on a ruined pillar when the first shouts went out. Centaurs – centaurs in the clan. Shouting and trying to shoot the fleeing hatchlings out of the sky with arrows, trying to pin the adults to the ground with spears. He moved without thinking to help his clan – Sergei was not a fast dragon and already he could see a centaur readying a spear – but suddenly an overwhelming terror of being hurt overwhelmed him and he fled. He abandoned his only family, his clan, and he fled along the paths he had once traveled with Brennus until he was lost in the darkness and he could no longer hear the sounds of battle.

It was such a long night, and for once Janus felt unmoored. He knew why he had fled, he had read enough to recognize the overwhelming urge to protect his Charge. Unable to return to the clan both out of fear for his safety and out of shame, he slowly destroyed every item he carried. First his glasses, a gift from Sergei. Then his jewelry, carefully chosen and cherished. His clothes. Trinkets from his pockets. A letter from his one-time mate, long gone. He destroyed all of it, but he still could not go back.

“I am Janus.” He wrote in the dust, unable to see in the darkness. “And my Charge is myself.”

Brennus was the one to find him the next day, of course, surrounded by crushed stone, ruined paper, and torn fabric. Taken aback, the Spiral guided him home. It took a long time before Janus was able to speak about it, to explain his seeming cowardice, but eventually he did. For the first time he sought out Astrophel, not for guidance, but as a teacher in self-defense. He needed to learn to protect his Charge, especially since if he could not protect his Charge he could not protect his clan.

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