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Leuce

(#20439742)

The Alchemist | He/Him

Familiar

Radioactive Slime

Energy: 50/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

3.08 m

Wingspan

3.02 m

Weight

120.46 kg

Genetics

Azure
Poison

Magenta
Toxin

Lemon
Underbelly

Hatchday

Jan 24, 2016
(8 years)

Breed

Adult
Spiral

Eye Type

Arcane
Goat

Level 1 Spiral

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

Biography

"The madness in me
The madness in me
The madness in me
The madness in me
The madness in me

Just one spark is all it takes
I tried so hard but it all goes up in flames
This is not the way that I thought
I would turn out to be
Tried to get but all that I got
Was more insanity
Broken everything that I touched
Just gone against me

I can’t get away

From the fire that burns inside, consuming
I fight to stay alive but I can’t breathe
The voices scream, the enemy takes over everything
This is the madness in me

Madness in me
The madness in me
Madness in me
Madness in me

Just one chance is all it takes
Can’t change the past but I can fight to change today
This is not the way that I thought
I would turn out to be
Tried to get but all that I got
Was more insanity
Broken everything that I touched
Just gone against me

Got to get away

From the fire that burns inside, consuming
I fight to stay alive but I can’t breathe
The voices scream, the enemy takes over everything
This is the madness in me

Madness in me
The madness in me
Madness in me
Just one spark
Is all it takes

From the fire that burns inside, consuming
I fight to stay alive but I can’t breathe
The voices scream, the enemy takes over everything
This is the madness in me

From the fire that burns inside, consuming
I fight to stay alive but I can’t breathe
The voices scream, the enemy takes over everything
This is the madness in me"

LEUCE

Alchemist + Genius + Insane
"Step inside my inquisitive mind, are you scared at what you just might find?"

Leuce was born in a larger Arcane clan that worked closely with the Arcanist himself. As the son of one of the most powerful mages in his clan, Leuce spent a lot of time in the Arcanist's personal rooms at the Observatory, pouring over thousands of year's worth of research while his deity busied himself with whatever his current magical obsession happened to be at the time. Leuce was fascinated with what the Arcanist had been able to do accomplish despite his obviously weak fisique; he had effected every dragon in Sornieth with his power.

Unfortunately Leuce lacked his father's aptitue for magic and ended up being unable to accomplish even the most basic spells. But his father was determined to see his son continue his legacy and rise to become the Arcanist's next assistant -- a role usually reserved only for the most powerful of the Exalted. He drilled Leuce over and over until the poor Spiral could barely stand, and Leuce grew to despise magic in spite of his love for the craft.

He found himself seeking solitude more and more -- at first, just to escape his father's desperation. But after stumbling across a closed-off section of the Arcanist's library, it became much more than that. Leuce still wanted to make his father proud, hating the disappointment that filled the older Spiral's wide pink gaze every time his son's name was mentioned in conversation. Leuce was supposed to be the prodigy child, and instead he was a failure.

In his new hiding spot, Leuce discovered ancient volumes on every subject from magic to metalworking. But his favorite became a well-worn tome on alchemy. After gathering some ingrediants and building a crude work station, he realized while he was a terrible mage, he possessed an incredible gift for alchemy. He could make amazing objects out of a handful of herbs and scraps; turn leftover muck into potent healing draughts. And then he saw a recipe that could change everything and finally chisle a smile from his father's eternal frown. A recipe for a potion that when drunk, would awaken his innate magical abilities and make him what his father had always wanted him to be.

He spent months gathering the ingrediants from the farest corners of Sornieth (and the dingy corners of the Arcanist's closet -- why any dragon needed an entire room full of scarves, Leuce would never understand) but he finally managed it after bartering away most of his hoard. Leuce watched with a strange, giddy joy as the hard-earned ingrediants melted into a peuce-colored muck that shimmered dangerously. Something told him not to drink it as he scooped the potion into an empty vile and lifted it to his mouth. That was the last sane thought he ever had.

As the potion ran through his body, it awakened not only his magical prowess but senses he didn't even know he had. The world around him was now a mad place, full of strange colors and even stranger creatures.

How wonderful! Oh, how amazing it would be to study this new place!

Leuce was found madly tearing through piles of research with a crazed look in his eye. When confronted, he shouted something nonsensical and sent the poor dragons flying backwards with an emense magical blast. It took the Arcanist himself to subdue him.

With the combined effort of the most powerful Exalted mages and the Arcanist, Leuce's senses were dulled with magic so as to protect the rest of the Observatory. But the damage had already been done, and not even the Arcanist could get through to the bright young scholar he had been only days before.

It was a difficult decision, but his clan agreed to have him exiled rather than locking him up for the rest of his life. With heavy hearts, Leuce's former clanmates watched as the bright Spiral took off in crazed leaps and dives, tumbling towards the tall trees of the Starwood Strand. Every single one of them knew that there, a dragon like Leuce wouldn't survive the night.

But he did survive, against all odds, and was happened upon by a gathering party sent from Ralakay Glen. Despite the warnings her dragons offered, Hawktalon saw Leuce's potiental and offered to shelter him. His madness has become more controlled over the years, and sometimes he even has moments of bright clarity. But he is still guarded constantly -- both by magic wards and Ralakay's best warriors -- and everyone walks around him as if he might burst into flames at any moment.

For the most part, he is left alone. The only one who dares talk to him is his assistant, Juhani, who can somehow see him as if he were complety sane. Those who would be his dissentors can't deny his usefulness; even in his madness Leuce has not lost his talent at alchemy. He is responsible for creating many of the harder to come by goods that are consumed by the dragons of Ralakay, such as healing potions and certain nutrient-rich foods. Despite his habit of muttering to himself while he works, one could argue that Leuce is at his sanest when he is lost in his alchemal recipies. Pehaps the very thing that lead to his demise might one day bring about a cure.

Role
Element
Alignment
Familiar

Alchemist
Arcane
Arcane
Radioactive Slime

Likes

Dislikes

Hobby

Colorful things, reading
Dragons, birds
Sculpting

…….

......…….............Relationships

Juhani
Assistant

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