Almedha's dragon Iacchus

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Measurements

Length

0.5 m

Wingspan

0.88 m

Weight

1.47 kg

Genetics

Plum
Iridescent

Mist
Alloy

Iris
Glimmer

Hatchday

Jun 28, 2016
(7 years)

Breed

Adult
Bogsneak

Eye Type

Arcane
Uncommon

Level 6 Bogsneak

EXP: 731 / 8380

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AGI

DEF

QCK

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Biography

Iacchus the Alchemist
only passionately curious

Theme: Rewrite the Stars

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Pain shot through his spine and cracked at the length of his tail. A not-Ridgeback fell to the floor and convulsed with a scream, his teacher perching uncertainly on a nearby shelf, unable to help. The little Fae strained against his well-trained emotions, anxiety plucking at the tips of his wings to offer the writhing dragon dragon some comfort.

The dragon stilled and gasped. His tail still bulged and deflated at random, two new fins in place of spines rose and fell with the intake of breath. Once-enormous lavender wings shrank to stumpy ones, tight skin and a lithe body were replaced with slick, baggy folds and a squat, unimpressive silhouette. Iacchus looked like he’d lived in this body for decades, not just two minutes.

“Iacchus?” Warlock ventured tentatively.

The dragon sprawled on the floor took a deep breath, clicking unfamiliar claws on the floor. The strange mouth open and laughed.

Warlock knew that laugh. His fins sank in utter and complete relief. “If you think you’re out of the woods, you stupid boy, you’re sorely mistaken.”

“That was… that was amazing!” Iacchus said, his voice sounding raw and sick. “You have to… you have to try it someday.”

“I’m quite pleased with being a Fae, thank you,” Warlock said.

Iacchus slowly put his new feet under him. Enormous and unwieldy paws, not the sharp and ridiculously tiny Ridgeback claws he’s had only minutes ago. Warlock was assured that this new body still contained the soul of his friend, but he missed the old look. Iacchus was smaller, pudgier. No nose to perch upon.

Iacchus smiled, shook out his tail, and looked at it curiously. “Warlock…” A wide grin distorted his already-strange new Bogsneak features. “We’ve become gods.”

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No one is quite sure where Iacchus came from. He sort of just stumbled in one evening, while the den was under attack by some streaks and decided to stay. He was a Ridgeback, then, and though he’s changed form since, he’s maintained his lovable personality. He hasn’t become any less clumsy, unfortunately. Regardless, this works in his favor, since everyone, including his fair Celtine, around seems to find his incompetence cute somehow. He has been smitten with the Spiral since day one, and though his attempts at flattery often cause him to fall on his face, he somehow manages to land on his feet after all.

Iacchus is, despite all appearances to the contrary, a rather skilled alchemist. Iacchus will announce eagerly at any praise of his skill that it’s all due to his teacher, Warlock. Warlock left the clan, leaving alchemical duties and exploration in Iacchus’s capable claws━a role he fills with surprising success. He proved himself competent with mixing and reducing and, though he’s no longer technically a student and a master in his own right, Iacchus wants to learn everything magical he can. He even takes to dabbling in arts outside his usual interests from enchanting to breath abilities.. Though he’s asked every skilled member in the Tempest Clan that he can to teach him, they all insist he should master one skill before trying another. Perhaps they fear the day when Iacchus truly is the master of all things magical…

Iacchus longs for the day he can take an apprentice of his own under his scrawny wings, but that day will be distant. He takes his current pleasure in spending time with his mate and mixing various offensive and defensive potions for the members of the Tempest Chase.

Typically Arcane, Iacchus is fascinated with mystery and a little hyperactive. He enjoys nothing more than investigating, and is probably a little more excited than the situation warrants when he finds something new. This happens more often than one might expect. And though it’s not a typical Arcane pastime, Iacchus loves surprises. He enjoys nothing more than to surprise Celtine with her favorite meal or a shiny trinket… and he always seems astonished when she smiles in response.

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Ulomek was found wandering around during a great clash of elements around the bay between the lands of Wind and Arcane and given to the alchemist Fae for care. When Iacchus’s teacher left the Tempest Chase, he left his bear Ulomek with his dear student and friend. Ulomek is quite comfortable with Iacchus, even though he’s always been Warlock’s pet. In fact, Iacchus was always giving the bear the bulk of the attention he received in the past anyway. Warlock had little time for pets. Ulomek will happily trot along after Iacchus where he’s going, and snooze in the corner wherever Iacchus stays.

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» Iacchus took his surname from his mate, Celtine, though most seem to agree the name Iacchus Turntail doesn’t fit him much.
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» A leftover of the Arcane energy flowing through the place when Iaccus underwent his change from Ridgeback to Bogsneak, he is forever imbued with an extra dose of aesthetic Arcane energy. What looks like stars and moons continually twinkle from a mist over his glittering body.

code by epher #101073
lore by almedha #96931

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