Ezra
(#36750520)
Guard
Familiar
Quillrunner
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Male Skydancer
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
3.61 m
Wingspan
6.08 m
Weight
815.29 kg
Genetics
Sanguine
Skink
Skink
Sanguine
Spinner
Spinner
Buttercup
Runes
Runes
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Skydancer
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
4
AGI
5
DEF
4
QCK
9
INT
9
VIT
4
MND
9
Biography
Ezra
Anxious | Dedicated | Demure | Earnest
Anxious | Dedicated | Demure | Earnest
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Full Name: Ezra Illgore Birthplace: The Abiding Boneyard Current Status: Healthy (?) Current Age: 23 years |
Mate: NA Friends: Kisara, Red, Arbol, Kress Occupation: Guard, Escort Hoards: gold, amber, plushies |
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As one of the more magically inclined guards, Ezra deals primarily in defense rather than offense. His shield and reflect spells are useful for absorbing magic attacks and his plague magic can cause a lot of damage to a heavily concentrated area. Not to say that he doesn’t have any physical strength, he’s actually quite strong. He’s a good addition to the clan guard, even if he doesn’t seem to think so. The other guards are dead set on changing his mind.
- Hatchling Biography -
Born to a poor family on the outskirts of the boneyard, Ezra was loved and cherished as a hatchling, even if his presence put even more strain on his already struggling parents. His father was a traveling doctor, so it was often just himself and his mother at home.Ezra’s mother repaired clothes for a living and while it did not pay much, it was better than nothing and it was enough to get them by, for a time at least.
- Adolescent Biography -
However, as Ezra aged and required more food to grow, it just wasn’t enough.Ezra was forced to begin working young, first as his mother’s assistant then on his own, getting his own clients and helping them to earn double the money. He was definitely not the best at social situations, but swallowed his anxieties so that he could help his mother. All was well until they received news that his father was murdered by bandits while out on a call and Ezra’s mother fell into a deep depression.
It fell to Ezra to kept himself and his mother provided for, since his mother was no longer fit to work. His days at the local market grew longer and more stressful, but he was making money and that’s all that mattered.
It wasn’t long before he began to garner attention of the more sophisticated members of their small society, who were impressed that he was so young but had the skills of an experienced tailor, and orders came pouring in by the dozens. Desperate for the treasure he could rake in with all the demands, he hired a temporary assistant to help him. He didn’t know much about the imperial, just that he was older, his name was Roren and that he’d needed the money, something Ezra could understand.
They worked well together and with Roren dealing with and placating the actual customers and Ezra working on the orders, they managed to get everyone’s orders finished on time. After such an accomplishment, Ezra asked Roren to become his full time assistant. The imperial agreed with a wide grin, strangely long and sharp fangs protruding from his lips, something Ezra did his best to ignore.
As time passed and Ezra’s mother grew more frail by the day, the two grew from boss and assistant to business partners and friends and eventually lairmates.
Eventually, Ezra’s mother passed away, her body and spirit finally giving out, no longer able to withstand her awful sadness.
As Ezra and Roren grieved in front of her grave, the imperial asked if Ezra too wanted it all to end. Shaking it off as grief fueled nonchalance, Ezra simply stared before he shook his head, confused but ultimately too tired to ask questions.
That night, Ezra went to sleep, just wanting to no longer feel his pain, wondering if that is what ultimately drove his mother to her death.
That night, Roren snuck into his cove and bit him with his strange teeth, marking the death and rebirth of the skydancer, something that would change his life forever.
- Adult Biography -
When Ezra woke up the next morning, it was with a confused and pained scream. His body was burning, paralyzed with pain, everything was too bright, and something smelled- like blood. His transformation lasted three days before it was finally complete.Horrified and unsure of what had just occurred, he sought out Roren, who was waiting for him in the den. Ezra crashed into his friend, shaking with loud sobs, as he relayed what had transpired interspersed with where were you, what happened, Roren I’m scared I don’t know what’s happening!
When Roren calmly explained, a giant clawed hand raking through Ezra’s crest gingerly, the skydancer froze in horror.
Backing away slowly, eyes wide, Ezra tried to ask why would you do this how could you but nothing passed his lips. Though Roren knew and answered anyway.
You’re my best friend, Ezra. I love you and I’ve been so lonely. Vampires live a very long time and I just wanted someone who could live that span of time with me.
Ezra bolted.
Coming to terms with what happened with Roren took months and controlling his newfound lust for blood and vampiric strength took even longer, but he somehow managed. He spent the first couple years alone, wandering through the least populated places he could find in an attempt to steer clear of innocents he could potentially harm.
But he soon grew lonely and feeling somewhat confident that he wouldn’t lose control, he slowly edged closer to civilization. He bounced around from clan to town to city, but never stayed too long in fear of overstaying his welcome. He always inevitably ended up on the winding paths that pass through every god’s domain.
Which is how Red and Kisara crossed paths with him. Out on a routine perimeter check, the girls asked if he was lost and needed help. Though he wasn’t technically lost seeing as he didn’t really have a destination in mind, it was his chance to restock and have a temporary shelter. His rations were almost gone and he desperately needed water so he accepted the offer for help.
Ezra was understandably anxious when he was first brought before the guardians, but Ausha’s relaxed demeanor and the easy banter between her and Dak, relaxed his frazzled nerves. Well, somewhat.
They welcomed him, saying that if he wanted to stay long term, he’d have to work for the benefit of the clan or earn money. Not really sure how long he’d stay but finding the deal fair, Ezra agreed.
Ezra suggested tailor work, since it’s something he’s been doing for a very long time, however, Argok sensed potential in him. Ezra secretly knew his vampiric strength and naturally strong magic made him a good candidate for a position as a guard, but his lack of experience and weak heart could get others killed. But the ridgeback insisted and once Argok tested him and approved, he was assigned to the role and put into training with Kisara.
At first, he was intimidated by the other guards, day and night. Argok assured him that he would integrate with no problem but Ezra wasn’t so sure. However, he came to learn that Raion is very nice and Kisara is big but kind and Carmine is fun so maybe the ridgeback is right. He slowly earns the others’ respect and is glad that they don’t treat him as any less competent in his position even though he feels like he has no idea what he’s doing most of the time.
He’s still an anxious little thing and doesn’t like being around too many dragons at one time, but he’s slowly getting the hang of it and finding that he really likes it here.
Though Ezra’s anxieties about his bloodlust and possible loss of control still grip at his undead heart like a vice, making him wonder if he should really be staying within such close proximity to so many dragons he could potentially hurt.
He cares for them, they’ve been so kind and welcoming and yes, they don’t know he’s a vampire, but it’s-
It’s nice.
And he’s been alone all this time, wandering aimlessly, and this clan welcomed him with open arms with no intention of kicking him out because they don’t know and he feels so guilty but-
He can keep this secret, he can stay in control. He can- he has to. Otherwise, he’ll lose his new home and friends and he doesn’t want that.
But he’s haunted by vivid images of him ripping into his friends’ necks, guzzling the blood from their bodies with such vigor, such ferociousness, it makes him sick.
He shouldn’t stay, but he wants to. Oh gods, does he want to.
He doesn’t know what he should do.
- Additional Notes -
➤ Ezra and Lyren seem to have an unnatural hatred towards each other and no one knows why.
➤ Ezra is paranoid that Roren will come and find him and dreads the day that it finally happens, if it happens. But he hopes it never will.
➤ Ezra is paranoid that Roren will come and find him and dreads the day that it finally happens, if it happens. But he hopes it never will.
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