EpsiWire's dragon Mother

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Length

12.91 m

Wingspan

13.45 m

Weight

10545.32 kg

Genetics

Wine
Skink

Obsidian
Spinner

Red
Smirch

Hatchday

Apr 29, 2017
(7 years)

Breed

Adult
Guardian

Eye Type

Plague
Common

Level 2 Guardian

EXP: 96 / 641

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Biography

M O T H E R

SURRENDER

"My cause is one of promise!"

"Catch the dog, slaughter his sinful ewe!"

"BREAK them down, make them SUFFER!"

"My beautiful enforcer...."

RUNAWAYS

Main Theme - hide you in ezekiel's blood

______ Mother had her siblings, when she was little. Three Guardians just like her. The eldest of two sisters and two brothers. One brother was different, and that was the second youngest, Belie. He was a Ridgeback, like their father. That was who she took to the most. When her and her siblings were sold by her parents, like most hatchlings were in her Clan, she refused to leave Belie's side. She had no Search to do. She left, but she had no reason to Search. She fully believed him to be her Charge. Her precious little brother Belie, who was admittedly a little small, for a Ridgeback. She would protect him at all costs. That was the promise she made to her brother.

______ Unwanted hatchlings didn't last long. Most were bought in mass, and were ritually exalted to the ranks of the Deities. Some were exalted right away, some were forced to fight until they 'proved their worth'. Their siblings weren't as lucky as they were. They escaped before they could be taken again, taken away permanently. It was there, where they escaped back to their home. The Scarred Wasteland.

______ Unlikely, that two escapee hatchlings would make it long in a land like the Wasteland, but they managed it. They hid when they needed, hunted only when they were desperate, so not to attract too much attention. But they managed. And that was all that they could do.

HOMAGE

______ It was there, where they fended for themselves for some time, before being found by a rogue group, a split off Faction from another Clan. It was called The Testament of the Newly Scalled, and its Leader went by the name of Martyr. By his side, was the feared Enforcer; Salvation. They took these hatchlings under their wings, and taught them their ways. Sick, twisted ways, really. But who wasn't sick, in this diseased Wasteland? They worshipped this sickness, this infestation. But rather, they didn't worship the Plaguebringer. Oh, no. They worshipped Martyr, as their God. No other Deity compared to their merciful Martyr and his twisted Angel of Death.

______ Raised among the other children of the Cult, the two grew up to be well and obedient followers. They were already two of the oldest children, so the responsibility fell on them to be one of the main caretakers for the younglings. But when it came time for them all to finally ascend into the ranks of the Cult as young adults... the intent Martyr had for the children, was a different type of "ascension", as Mother discovered. It was more of a blood sacrifice, rather than coming into the Cult as official members. And Mother couldn't have that. These young dragons were like her own children - and her children couldn't be harmed.

______ Mother was already highly trusted by Martyr and Salvation, so a mass betryal from her was not even a thought in their minds. The two were slain by the young Mother and Belie with the help of their followers. Mother watched the life fade from their eyes. She had lost so many in the attack. But Mother was proud, nonetheless. Despite the deaths of so many of her children..... She came out victorious. Martyr and Salvation were dead. And she took Martyr's role. The Goddess reigned, and her brother became the new Angel of Death.

THE TESTAMENT OF THE NEWLY SCALLED

"Our God has no room for traitors...."

"Our God loves you...."

"Run Rabbit, run!"

"You will never escape...."

BREAKDOWN

"...My brother is no longer."

"My heart feels... broken."

"My... new enforcer..."

"NO! NO, NO, NO!"

ALONE

______ Time and time again, Mother found herself in a state of internal agony. First, it was the untimely death of her brother. Her brother.... just gone. Slain by an unknown assailant. Barren dirt was now wet with his blood. Murdered in his own chamber, right after curfew had passed. Mother wept that day, cradling her brother's body. She felt so... empty. Her Charge was dead. And this was only the start of the Guardian's long torment to come.

______ Next, it was her second enforcer. A lovely yet strong Pearlcatcher by the name of Outlast. Mother adored the Pearlcatcher, and admired her. She was a fine addition to her cult. But.... she was no Belie. But she too, was gone. She had left one morning, cheerful as she left. She never returned. There was no trace of her, anywhere. She searched far and wide, in search of her beloved enforcer, but to no avail. She felt hurt, then, too. Betrayed. The ones she loved kept leaving her, whether they wanted to or not. She sealed off her emotions, after that.

DEGRADATION

______ It was Merric, though, who reignited something in her. Her third enforcer - after his half-sister Neon's disappearance left her without a canidate. It was unlike anything she'd ever experienced. Pure, utter disgust. Merric was irredeemable in every way possible. No deity would ever wish to accept him into their gates. Especially not her.

______ But yet, he stayed. And her disgust grew. Was it possible to hate someone so much? To hate so much that you almost loved them? She had no clue. But Merric destroyed her paradise. He attacked Zechalis, their clan leader. Nearly killed him. Led to the death of their disciple Abel, at the hand of his own brother Cain. Murdered Cain and Abel's mother - his nephew's own mate - and his mate's brother in cold blood. Forced them all to retreat when the heat got too much.

______ Either way, she'd make sure Merric paid for his discrections. She'd make him suffer. And one day, she'd shatter that false perfect world Merric believes he's living in. And she'll smile when the blood drains from his face, and the fear paralyzes him. To watch the life leave his eyes. To watch him disintegrate into nothingness.

FALLOUT

"This isn't what I wanted!"

"I'm sorry."

"You deserve to rot."

"I'll be the one to personally send you to hell."

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