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Hemoplague is an unfortunate dragon with fragile skin that bleeds at the slightest injury. His scabs build up into jewel-like crusts. He can not scratch them off or risk bleeding again... though sometimes they fall off on their own. Young dragonets mistake them for gems and add them to their tiny hoards, only for their parents to recognize them for what they are and destroy them.
Then require their hatchlings to take a bath. In lava. (However, with recent advancements in Plague related research, he was able to receive Bio-armor as a non-combatant to help with his condition.)
Hemoplague dreamt of being a father, though no dragoness would oblige him because of his disease. Gloire welcomed him to the clan and offered to take a nest with him, to grant the poor dragon's wish. His weak state surprisingly produced two eggs, he would have been happy for just one. However, both dragonets were called to the Windsinger, without earning their names, to his despair. Nowadays he helps out of sight, where he can with his condition, usually keeping parasites and bugs out of nests, and sometimes helping bandage the wounded with the other Healers, since he has become skilled in wrapping his own wounds.
He is prone to skulking quietly, and his eyes see all. Hemoplague is very loyal to Gloire, after what she did for him, so he reports all the clan's goings-on to her.


~To be hibernated~