PlagueSong

BIO

The female imperial is one of the more important figure of the clan. She is a strong warrior that all the dragons respect for being in the battle team of Empire, the Leader. She deals as well with conquests, defense of the lair, patrolling on the borders of their territory than with the training of the young soldiers! Her battle skills are as impressive as her loving life is a disaster. She had a previous mate, with which she add some clutches and also a lover of who she was deeply adictiv, but they finally both flied away from the Flight because she acted awfully with them.
She find a new mate, some years after that, in the person of Nelchael, but even if his personality is as harsh as hers is, it doesn’t seem that they enjoy to go along together… Most of the times she doesn’t lose an opportunity to say that Nelchael has a useless profession. No surprise he prefers to mate with other females and looks to be in love of someone else… Some dragons of the clan even think that they don’t do such nice clutch partners than they pretend to be to save the apparences…

PlagueSong is also one of the founders of the Clan of the Dead Stag. Even more, she is the first dragon who joined Empire after he met Dynastie in the Sea of Thorns. In those crappy times, PlagueSong was so different of the dragon she is now that none of the one she was and the one she is presently would assumed that they are the same one.
She looked another way and she was named differently.

It is of common knowledge in the lair that she changed a lot since she joined the Plague Flight. What befor were shimmering scales and amazing stylish gembonds slowly mutated to spinal spines and dull and black striped body scales. When her wings started to evolved as well with exoskeleton extremities, she knew that the Plaguebringer definitely accepted her as a representent of her own Flight despite her arcade origins and magic. That’s at this moment she decided to forget her birth name, DreamSong, for her actual one, PlagueSong.


The Tale of PlagueSong

Pretty little lady DreamSong, as it was her name, was of an outstanding beauty. Shimmering scales and precious gemsbound were a part of her soul and she loved to learn more and more about magic. She was raised with care in the Starfall Isles by her parents in a pacifist clan who love to learn about the secrets of the world. So no wonder she liked to studying and learn how to cast her magical power. But her family was more doubtful about her side hobby : browling. For sure it was not a decent activity for a so beautiful lady who would certainly became one of the most powerful mage of her clan. But the young lady won’t listen about any recommendation of her elders and she trained daily after her class and tried herself with differents kind of challenges. She soon learned the rudiment of battle with the guards of her clan and she finally get the permission to become a guard as well. However, she wanted more than to simply fight for self defence of the lair. Of course, defending their clan would be nice, but waiting for any intruders to attacks was quite boring and frustrating as the occurrences were so rare! She wasn’t sure that the Guard life would satisfy her for all a life.

The turning point of her life came without any expectations when a pack of dragons from the Scarred Wasteland crossed the border and ran through the Starwood Strand to plunder Arcane clans. Her lair wasn’t spared and when the putrid invaders left the place, there were a lot of injuries to declare in the guard as well a lot of damages done to their installations.

The other clans of the woods were not in better condition, so the leaders of the area organized a conceal. After a night of stormy discussions they decided to ripost against the Plague Flight before to endure another attack from the wasteland.
Each clans had to select some of their warriors to form a alliance before to attack the Plague pack. As she was unharmed, DreamSong was obviously chosen to be part of it.

All her warrior friends was bitter and silent while they flied across the border, all of them were arsh and wanted to let their agresers to know that none of them could bite Arcane without expected a bite back. Meditativ, DreamSong was even more quiet than the other dragons. Like them, she saw the wreck the plague dragons did will they plundered, yet she also perceived something that thrill her from the point of her tail to her horns. They looked disorganized, but she knew it was not the case at all. They acted more like a swarm than a army, but they were true warriors. They were savagely fierce. They were knots of hunger, scars faces and strident screams. And worst of all, they seemed to enjoyed to be challenged by life... Were they fighting for survive or surviving to fight?

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When the arcane coalition managed to find the find the Plague pack, the battle was even more bloody than the battles they did in their clans. Having the advantage of the battlefield, the putrid dragon swarm fighted with a rage and ferocity that made DreamSong and her brother of arms been in troubles. However, the arcane dragons knew how to gave the change to the bare teeth and hook claws.

The battle lasted until the night. When the coalition finally took down the last foe, the battlefield felt into a solid and uncomfortable silent. The survivors were standing on a bed of corpses. Their breath was forming vaporous clouds in front of their nuzzle while the temperature was falling drastically. DreamSong knew the plague night was reputed to be cold, but she was surprise to feel it to the core.
The arcane dragons looked for more survivors of their own, then installed a bivouac away from the battlefield. They bandaged their wounds and slept.

That night, DreamSong had a bad sleep. Her dreams were full of grinning plague dragons springing to her throat. They were hideous. They were bloody. Their eyes were full and hunger and anger... She fighted until one of them took her down to the ground and when he was about to kill her…

...she wake up some minutes before the sun raised. she knew that the Scarred Wasteland were more income to offer her the kind of life she was looking for. Without any doubt, and willing to move forward before that her companions wake up, she smoothly get to her paws. She managed to make some steps, but the coalition leader called out to her.

“where are you goin’?”

DreamSong blinked, looking straigt before herself at the pale sky suddenly bursting out of bloody colors.

“... somewhere I could become a better version of myself…”
“You’ll be consider as a deserter, you shall not come back in StarwoodStrand.”
“I don’t wish so… tell them I died.”

And she moved away, without any regrets for her Flight, her clan or even more her family.
She lived alone for several months, battling everyday to get her food and to stay safe. The more she fighted to survive, the more she felt alive. She lost some weight but trade it for musles. She was wearing tatters, but she was free.

She went so until the day she crossed the way of a brown guardian walking with a blue fae on his head and the skull of a stag hanging on the hip. The tiny dragon had torn wings, and was probably unable to fly by her own… Also, the guardian looked really miserable as he was without a doubt underfeed and he had the bones just under the skin. Noting the size of his beard, she knew he was younger than herself, however he had a lot of scars. DreamSong felt something strange when she saw them together, she understood quickly that they were mates and that they were all alone in this desert like lands. When he looked at her with gravity, she perceived in his red eyes that one day this dragon would become someone important, even miserable he would looked alike presently.

The guardian walked to her and stopped at some steps of her. DreamSong was on the defensive, she crossed enough plague dragons’ way to know that these wonderful survivors were as unpredictable as their living lands and the diseases they carried on.

“Are you a foe or a friend?” asked the brown guardian.
“Maybe a friend… a foe if you are.”

He nodded “I won’t hurt you if you don’t” Then he dropped the head to show her his mate. “If you help me to protect her, I would help you to find food.“
“I guess I could move along with you two for a while… my name is DreamSong”
“Mine is Dynastie” said the Fae “And this is Empire… he wants to create a clan…”
The Imperial smiled, they were the first dragon who offered her to join them in order to build something like a clan… the experience sounds really interesting. And she was sure that the guardian would be skilled enough to lead a clan in those desolated lands.
Since this day, DreamSong never left Empire and his mate. She lean the Plague, she learn to be part of a swarm, she learn the secret of survival… this little thing so stirring that you feel even more alive the more difficult are the difficulties you encounter on your way.

She embraced the Plague and one day she declared “Call me PlagueSong…”



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