Thanatos

(#33443383)
Level 1 Coatl
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Light.
Male Coatl
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Skin

Scene

Measurements

Length
8.23 m
Wingspan
7.71 m
Weight
817.59 kg

Genetics

Primary Gene
Slate
Skink
Slate
Skink
Secondary Gene
Cantaloupe
Butterfly
Cantaloupe
Butterfly
Tertiary Gene
Marigold
Glimmer
Marigold
Glimmer

Hatchday

Hatchday
Jun 02, 2017
(6 years)

Breed

Breed
Adult
Coatl

Eye Type

Eye Type
Light
Common
Level 1 Coatl
EXP: 0 / 245
Meditate
Contuse
STR
6
AGI
7
DEF
6
QCK
7
INT
7
VIT
5
MND
6

Lineage

Parents

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  • none

Biography

Thanatos - the god of death


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art by Cryptic

I.
The kingdom of death was silent and cold.
Endless ranks of silent shadows made their shuffling way through endless black.
He doesn’t remember who he was before — only that he was quite young and had died in a war. Not as a warrior, but as some poor child caught in the crossfires of an unfortunate dispute.
He wore the mantle of death bitterly, as his soul had craved to do so much living. His still-vivid eyes looked hungrily around for something interesting.
There — a faint yellow glimmer high above, like a star fixed in the endless black.
Without consulting anyone, he broke away from the exodus. The cave’s walls were cold, slick and clammy, and still he climbed. None of the weary old spirits stopped him.
But though he was down a body, bits of him still got tired and sore.
He struggled higher and higher until his muzzle touched the glow.
A current of cold, clean, fresh air blew into his face, against his ectoplasmic scales.
Scrambling up, he shoved against the light. It brightened as something slowly skidded open. A door — light was shining beneath a pair of doors.
Thanatos didn’t look back, only forward, as he struggled mightily against the frigid doors. Suddenly they opened.
The land before him was a vast, frozen, glistening vista, full of knife-sharp peaks and deep-pitched valleys. Best of all, the air was fresh and clean.
But below him came a clamor. The other old spirits, having seen the light, were struggling upward. Some had clambered up close to him.
With a wheeze, Thanatos shut the door.
He sat on the outside, looking down the peak. His problems still were not fully solved — as he didn’t have a body.

II.
The village that lay close to the doors of death was small and windswept. Little huts buried in snow, their stairs coated in smooth sheets of ice.
Thanatos slipped through them as silently as a cat. A crowd of dragons was gathered, looking down the mountain.
Big, bulky oxen were bearing the bodies of brave warriors up a steep, solemn ledge. It was clear they had fallen to some bloody conflict, and the yellow village flags flapped above them, along with eerie bells.
All of them were silent save one — a great, red-gold Imperial. He was badly wounded. Blood seeped from heavy gashes on his legs and neck.
Still, the flame of life trembled inside him, wavering like an almost-spent candle.
Thanatos froze among the weary, depressed crowd. He thought hard. The warrior’s body was large and majestic, but very weak. Surely he could just…
Quickly, he slipped forward. When the Imperial took a hacking breath, Thanatos rushed inside.

III.
The warrior was still strong and mostly sound of body, but made tired by the cold and his bleeding.
Pleased, Thanatos’ spirit reached out, unfurling in the Imperial’s mighty limbs.
He struck unexpected interference — the Imperial’s spirit lived on.
Inside the Imperial’s red-gold body, war raged. The brave but wounded warrior fought hard, lashing out at the intruder. But he wasn’t psychically strong enough. He couldn’t shake the feisty youngling’s zest for life.
At last, Thanatos shoved the spirit away. It dissolved into the ether with a quiet curse, and a plea that Thanatos be kind to other dragons around him — a request Thanatos had no intention of keeping.
The Imperial’s body — now Thanatos’ — sat up gasping on the litter. Those watching stepped back, then began to cheer and applaud.
Heavily dazed, but happy, Thanatos looked on.

IV.
But his troubles weren’t over yet.
For a time, Thanatos could live and pass as the brave warrior among these people. Whenever they asked for specific memories, he shook his head fuzzily and blamed the war. He still felt misplaced; spirits inhabiting others’ bodies never felt completely at home.
Worse, the shock of kicking a spirit from a body had frozen the body in time. So, as the dragons all around him aged and he didn’t, they grew suspicious. Slowly, the clan came to the realization that something different — possibly evil — inhabited the warrior’s body.
One blustery night they drove Thanatos out. They routed him with pitchforks and torches and blazing arrows. They chased him far up the hills, back to the doors of death. Before their eyes, he vanished into the mountain.
There he huddled in the dark for eons, waiting for the remainder of them to die, before emerging once again.

V.
No one is sure what role Thanatos serves in the clan, but they are happy to have such a stalwart warrior around. Whenever he feels weary and out of place, Thanatos slips back into the doors of death, before reappearing in the winter-torn clan to help with hunting, fishing, or gathering.
Only Anilah and Sanguine, who have much experience in the tombs that sit opposite the doors, know more than half of Thanatos’ tale.

written by Caelyn



Quote:
"And there the children of dark Night have their dwellings, Sleep and Death, awful gods. The glowing Sun never looks upon them with his beams, neither as he goes up into heaven, nor as he comes down from heaven. And the former of them roams peacefully over the earth and the sea's broad back and is kindly to men; but the other has a heart of iron, and his spirit within him is pitiless as bronze: whomsoever of men he has once seized he holds fast: and he is hateful even to the deathless gods."
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