Tilikum

His name means friend..........but this particular dragon is also a serial killer

Tilikum opened his leather fold up pack. Inside was his set of twelve knives. All of them were gleaming and polished. They’ve been clean too long, he thought. It’s time.

Tilikum was one of the most merciless killers in all of Sorneith. He had committed over a hundred murders and felt no regret or remorse of any kind. He was well practiced in the art of avoiding being caught, though despite this, he is known to be accountable for thirteen murders. They had been when he was less experienced and anyway, he did find it kind of nice to have people know at least a little of what he was capable of. It was hard to not take responsibility for something that you’re proud of.

Quickly and quietly he folded his pack closed, hiding his collection of murder weapons. Right now he was residing in a clan lead by a guardian dragon by the name of Eric. It was quite a nice clan and if anyone caught him doing anything that could be considered suspicious in the slightest, he would certainly be kicked out. Not something he particularly wanted to happen. A few of his ‘clanmates’ already didn’t trust him so Tilikum didn’t need to feed their distrust. He wasn’t the most trustworthy dragon in the first place.

He slipped the pack back into one of his bags. He slipped the bag onto his back and took off. At first he headed in the direction of the nearest market, but as soon as he was out of sight of the clan, he turned more south. He had heard that a group of merchants had set up camp there. They would be easy targets.

He landed a little away from the cluster of tents he had spotted from the sky. Slowly, he crept up and watched them as they set up stalls and gossipped. Soon a couple of them went off to hunt. Tilikum followed them into the woods. Finally, one of them strayed from the rest of the group. Tilikum crept through the underbrush, making sure not to be heard. Not yet. Wait until the position is right, he thought. It has to be silently or one of the other merchants might hear.

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Tilikum washed his knives in the cool water of a river that was near the merchant camp. The water washed away the red stains leaving only the gleaming metal. Tilikum saw his own reflection in the metal and for a second, he grinned at himself. He wasn’t obsessed with his image, but he was pleased to see that he remained as intimidating looking as ever.

On his way flying back to the clan, he surveyed the land beneath him as it raced past. A feeling of complete control flooded through him. There was no dragon he had to answer to. He was in charge. Nothing could stop him. This was the feeling that Tilikum lived for. This was as close to feeling happy as he could possible get. Complete freedom.




Perhaps Sornieth's most prolific Serial Killer. Merciless, Quick, Cunning, Intelligent, and Uncaught. He only has thirteen kills known to his name, but he's responsible for more than a hundred at this point, but only thirteen are credited to his name for a number of reasons. One, few people believe that a single dragon could have the lack of morality that is necessary to take so many lives. Two, he used countless different methods of killing and disposing the bodies, the thirteen kills he is credited for were killed during a "phase" where he considered having his own Modus Operandi, but decided against it in favor of not being caught. To this day, he remains uncaught, and resides in Eric's clan to this day. He is still a terrifying individual with the capacity to kill and a primal desire to do so.