Kratos

Kratos A sword and shield for the true heir

Being the largest and the toughest of the dragons in the clan, Kratos originally started out serving as the shield of the main team of warriors. He was tough yes, but not overly skilled with wielding a weapon. So, he mostly took damage for his friends, helping Rahz and Sera with the tougher battles but never dealing much harm to his enemies. It was that life that dealt him the numerous scars that rake across his body. It was that life that gave him two broken horns. Eventually younger and more agile dragons took his place and Kratos took a step back from battle. Now, the large imperial spends most of his time delivering messages and packages to other clans. He didn't mind so much though, the scars those days left plus his size mostly just caused fear in younger and smaller dragons. So the time spent away from the clan was almost a blessing. But still, even now, when battle arises, Kratos would take up arms in a second. Defending the weak was always on the top of his priorities, even at the cost of his own personal safety or life. It was during one of those battles that eventually left him blind. During an enemy clan siege, Kratos lost both of his eyes defending the younger warriors from an attack. Mostly healed now, the old warrior stays close to home. And rather than letting his disability stop him, he spent time honing his other senses. He'll stop at nothing to see him home and friends safe. Song: Noah Neiman & The Mutints - Never Die Song: Time Doesn't heal all wounds

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It was a blessing it turned out, that he was in that very spot in the sky at that certain time of day, not to mention was coasting low enough to hear the ear piercing screeches of distress from down below. He was just above the border of the plaguelands and the Sea, which consisted of mostly toxic swamps as the two lands mixed. No one in their right mind would travel on foot in these parts.

Apparently someone hadn't know that.

Just able to make out the form of a storm colored dragon sinking into the swamp, Kratos took action. Cursing his lack of manouverability, he swept down as best he could, finally deciding to nose dive toward the tundra. He wasn't going to make it....he wasn't going to make it....

Just as the small dragons head dipped under the muck, Kratos popped open his wings, catching himself before he plunged into the goo along with her. With a powerful flap he hovered for long enough to dip his claws in after her and pull her into his arm and to safety.

Struggling to get airborne again, the imperial sighed with relief as his wings caught the air and swept him high into the sky. Adjusting the tiny, dripping tundra to he wouldn't drop her, he set off towards home. The naturelands.

With the danger of the plague lands far behind them, Rhosynglaws rescuer finally deemed it safe to land as the vast forests of gladekeeper spanned the horizon. he had flown a day and a night without break, thanking the stamina of his species for long flights.

Dropping down, the imperial gently set down the much smaller dragon next to a river, pressed a long and soft ear against her side. It would have been a shame had he'd carried a corpse all this way. Thank the glade keeper he had not. She was still alive. Scooping water from the river, the massive dragon carefully washed the goo from the tundra's thick fur the best he could. But everything he didn't couldn't undo what that toxic water had done. He had seen a storm colored dragon enter that water. The fur that was at his feet was not that, but a toxic green. Leaf. At least she was alive.

Laying down next to her protectively, the imperial waited patiently for her to come around.





Hours later when she finally started to stir, the imperial jumped to his feet and into the sky. Circling the small clearing in the air, Kratos smiled as she stood and leapt into the river, seeming more than fine. She didn't need his help any longer. Nor did she need the fright he would probably give her with his appearance, not after what she had already been through.

Satisfied with his good deed, the massive dragon tipped a wing and changed course towards the Horizon tree and home.