Nallassa
(#3680070)
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Familiar
River Muck
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Energy: 44/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Lightning.
Female Pearlcatcher
This dragon is on a Coliseum team.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
7.16 m
Wingspan
3.39 m
Weight
535.37 kg
Genetics
Midnight
Iridescent
Iridescent
Midnight
Basic
Basic
Splash
Circuit
Circuit
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Pearlcatcher
Max Level
STR
129
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
50
INT
5
VIT
13
MND
5
Biography
Duplicate for shortest Pearlcatcher wings on record.
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N A L L A S S A
"Oh, my Goddess, please protect Your child. For I, am young, and You do I turn to..." ~ Excerpt from a workers' hymn 
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The harsh taskmaster of The Cult's factories and mines, and Lead Engineer of its many trains, airships, and boats, Nallassa does not tolerate insubordination. Each day under her scrutinizing eyes is a day filled with stress, pain, and unending labor. Workers' are injured often, and Nallassas' solution is, most often, to just strap a crude prosthetic limb to the injury and consider the issue fixed. If it is more serious... well, Bogsneaks and captives are cheap to acquire. For, indeed most of her factory and mine workers are Bogsneaks and/or captives, for such are seen as the only ones low enough to work in such conditions.
Somewhat fortunately, since the crews of The Cults' various modes of transport tend to be Cultists (or at least hired help), they get to see a more respectful side of her. Indeed, like most Cultists, Nallassas' disdain for outsiders runs deep and burns hot. Since outsiders are clearly inferior, since they are unable to hear the call of The Goddess, she has no qualms about working them as hard as possible until they drop. Born to a roving clan of bandits in the Canyon Lands of Lightning, Nallassa was put through harsh trials from a young age. In such an environment, she became what she beheld, and so she became brutal. A terrifying warrior, she ranged widely; derailing trains, hunting airships, and picking off caravans, making quite a name for herself. Such a name, in fact, that Chavi heard about her. Chavi, of course, knew that Nallassa was unlikely to come to The Cult willingly, and so She sent Zurina and Magus, a great warrior, to bring her to The Cult. It took some time-and a forced breedchange-but soon she was worshipful to the merest mention of Chavi. She blesses Her name with each mention and every action, and strives always for Her favor. In terms of the transportation systems Nallassa helps manage, trains are her most difficult project. Trains, while rather common across Sornieth, are still a very large undertaking to produce. Great, streamlined machines of green nacre and jade, the sight of one of the great sail-trains of The Cult is a beautiful scene. Every inch covered in beauty, each passenger train is fit for a Queen... in stark contrast to the freight trains of The Cult. The freight trains, belching, harrowing sights, are primarily underground, and seldom seen. Through them, heavy cargo of many kinds is shipped; from ores to gems to lumber to even living cargo. Her laboratories are dangerous endeavors. Countless rooms filled with macabre experiments and forbidden sciences tunnel into the depths of the earth. Woe to the being who finds themselves there; darkness, stagnant air, and endless pain fill the lives-if you could call them that anymore-of the unlucky. Goddess only knows what malignant experiments are confined within the steel cells, and it's better that way. The great war machines and demons have been chained in this crypt for eons, and despite the technological leaps in that time, it's still as of yet unknown what terrible things Nallassa has created. It is speculated-by those foolish enough to speak such thoughts-that perhaps Chavi has her experimenting to create some sort of ultimate weapon. Having been driven out from the Plaguelands eons ago, it is known that Chavi regrets that loss, and desires to expand once more; to be unburdened by the treaties and wishes of other clans. Given that knowledge, it makes sense that Chavi might have Nallassa create something monstrous, something so powerful as to make even the powerful clans of Plague flee in Her stead. There are countless possibilities, and yet only time will tell what Her plans are... |
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"Long have My Children suffered! Long have they labored! And for what? To be written off by other clans! To be considered just a pretty little trading kingdom! But no longer will we stand for that! No longer will YOU stand for that! All of you, come to me and be cleansed, and let our perfect dawn rise upon all the world!"
~ Quote from one of Chavi's speeches.
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Layout made by Sumatra (#163655). All images link to their respective creators.
~ Quote from one of Chavi's speeches.
Art here
Layout made by Sumatra (#163655). All images link to their respective creators.
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