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Vorsic

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Level 5 Guardian

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Measurements

Length

13.09 m

Wingspan

19.23 m

Weight

10084.88 kg

Genetics

Midnight
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Aqua
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Hatchday

Mar 23, 2016
(8 years)

Breed

Adult
Guardian

Eye Type

Lightning
Common

Level 5 Guardian

EXP: 3497 / 5545

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Biography

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V O R S I C

Engineer | CEO of Firebug Industries | Inventor

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Few dragons have ever actually met Vorsic. The guardian spends his days holed up in his factory, surrounded by blueprints and half-finished machines. Even the poor interns that serve him only ever see him when he feels a “pep talk” is in order.

However, despite his solidarity, signs of the guardian’s presence can be found all over the Coven. Caves and tunnels too large to be lit by crystals are full of electric lights designed and manufactured by him.

If a local dragon owns a machine or electronic of some kind, odds are it comes straight from his production lines. His factory has to run day and night to keep up with the demand. Even other clans have been known to purchase his wares.

Although Vorsic's products are inexpensive, they also tend to be cheap and flimsy. Some of the Coven's older residents miss the days when craftsmanship was valued, but unfortunately quality just can't keep up with mass production.

BIOGRAPHY

____Unfortunately, for all his intelligence and skill, Vorsic cannot for the life of him master the most basic of social skills: empathy. He just doesn’t connect with other beings’ emotions. Hell, he barely even understands his own. His lack of empathy often makes him seem callous and rude to other dragons, especially those that don’t know him, although he rarely means any harm. His wife has encouraged him to see someone about his condition, but he refuses to take that much time off. Additionally, he's almost always horribly sleep-deprived due to the long hours he makes himself work. His way of “fixing” this has only led to a terrible java sparrow addiction, which he also refuses to try and solve.

____Another, much more sinister result of Vorsic’s issue is his complete disregard for the working conditions in his factory. Dragons and unbonded familiars make up most of the staff, and though their pay is utterly terrible, it’s all most of them have. Vorsic himself doesn’t understand their misery and doesn’t care to; as long as his business is making money, everything is fine by him. Things have gotten so bad that the guardian’s factory is the sole reason for most of the clan’s labor laws. Mirroth still has to write new ones from time to time to stop the workers from rioting, and he considers the whole affair a giant pain in the tail.

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____“What do you MEAN it’s gone?!”

____The workers on the floor below paused, peering up at the balcony to see what their boss was shouting about. The sight of a slowed production line only served to incense Vorsic further. “What are you all looking at?” he snarled. “GET BACK TO WORK!”

____The workers jumped and scurried to resume what they were doing. They might bicker and complain, but at least they knew not to test him.

____The longneck standing in front of him looked like he wanted to disappear into his own fur. “I-I mean it’s gone, boss,” he stammered, wringing his hands.

____“Tell me something,” Vorsic said, lowering his voice to a soft growl. “How, in the name of the Stormcatcher, do you lose several tons of scrap metal?”

____“Well, I mean, we didn’t lose all of it,” the longneck protested. “It was mostly just the bigger pieces that disappeared. And, I mean, you shredded that thing good, right boss? Why does it matter if some of it vanishes?”

____Vorsic leaned in close to the longneck, who had to fight the urge to run away. One snap of those jaws was all it would take…

____"It matters,” the guardian hissed, “because I ordered you to melt the scrap before dumping it! Do you have ANY IDEA how bad it would be if someone managed to rebuild that thing? Do you have any INKLING of the damages this company could face?”

____"Y-Yes, sir! I mean, no sir. N-No idea. So, um, what do you want I should do about it? We can melt the rest-”

____"Foreman, if the rest of that scrap isn’t in the melting pot five minutes ago, I will have you as a snack with my evening tea.” Vorsic sat up and turned to the woman standing at his shoulder, a tall harpy with sleek black feathers and cunning eyes. “Skia, do you have a list of the missing parts?”

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____The longneck took that as a dismissal and scurried away as fast as his hooves could take him. Skia flipped through the papers in her folder, quickly honing in on the report. “The main wing struts,” she read, “the skeleton, the reactor, the hydraulics, most of the wiring, the largest shards of plating… oh, and the head.”

____Vorsic sighed deeply. “The head was still in one piece, wasn’t it.” It wasn’t a question, but Skia nodded anyway. “The motherboard shouldn’t be, though,” she said, flipping to an older report. “You pumped enough electricity into the system to fry it to a crisp, if not shatter it. Would you like a copy of the decommissioning report?”

____The guardian thought about it for a moment, staring absently at the bustle of his factory. “I suppose I should look it over again,” he sighed. “Have a copy on my desk by this afternoon. And make sure no one breathes a word of this to my wife. She was angry enough when we destroyed the damn thing…”

____“I understand, sir,” Skia replied, jotting a few notes in the folder and snapping it closed. “I’ll make sure the workers keep their mouths shut. Will that be all?”

____“Yes… No, wait. Look into hiring a pair of guards for the scrap pit. I shouldn’t have left it unattended for so long.” Vorsic paused for a moment, thinking. “Dragons, obviously, and one of the larger breeds. But make sure they’re capable of stealth - I don’t want them scaring off the scavenger. They’re bound to return, and when they do, I want them captured.”

____Skia smiled and dipped her head. “Of course, sir.”

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