Silentdark

Silentdark is a criminal, through and through. She originally worked as a mercenary, but she halted this work when her partner, both in love and in crime, died in front of her very eyes. She still hasn't completely moved on, but when asked to help with fighting a clan threatening one of their allies, she accepted because she had to get back up at some point.

While she doesn't have quite as much energy as before Jasnah's death, she's still an incredibly competent fighter. She's hard on herself for being weaker than she used to be, but her new allies reassure her that she's still a good rogue.



Important Relationships

Both Silentdark and Vesuvius know what it's like to lose their loved ones, and, while Vesuvius has moved on, Silentdark likely never will. The two are very close.

Dragon info goes here.

By Nightstreak143, if I remember correctly?
Silentdark eventually came across Jasnah, and both of them were instantly bristling on edge. Silentdark nearly killed Jasnah, but with deadly metal knife-sharp talon accessories to the neck, Silentdark had to back off for a little bit. After some small backstories, ( and growing tension ) they realized.. Hey, they were pretty alike. Both had killed, both escaped prison, both had thousands of gold on their head.

"Hey- we seem pretty alike." Jasnah chuckled, their deadly claws making marks in the rock as they dug into the ground. "I can only half disagree. At least I wasn't a merchant of all things.." Silentdark scoffed that last bit, her voice revealing nothing. "Being a merchant isn't that bad- at least I didn't threaten a scientist, with chemicals that could DISSOLVE my SCALES, to make fire powered armor for me!" Jasnah retaliated, their expression disgruntled. "But what I was GOING to say, was that maybe we could work together. After all, eight talons are better than four." Jasnah said, that last bit stated matter-of-factly in a way that made Silentdark want to claw his face off. "Ugh.. Fine.." Silentdark responded. "As long as you aren't interfering with me when I'm busy killing someone."

V This part's all me, though! V
Are you sure we should be keeping a WANTED CRIMINAL here?! 'Specially when she's got a bounty on her, and we've gotta pay the water bill somehow."
Silentdark wasn't too sure how she got here. One second, she was in the dark forests of the Tangled Wood, running ahead of Jasnah, her mate and business partner; the next, slumped in a corner, alone, dizzy, and handcuffed. She vaguely remembered being jumped by a group of dragons, but these definitely weren't them.
"Wowie, great idea! Why don'tcha turn in the ENTIRE HAMMERTOOTH MERCENARIES while you're at it?! And plus, criminals make customers. Where else do they get their weapons?"
She picked her head up and looked around. Her vision was blurry, but she could make out two dragons arguing in front of her and many, many moving blobs in the back. She didn't think she was ever in a place this loud and busy.
Her head fell back down. Her throat was dry, like the vast desert of the Shifting Expanse, and it seemed like every muscle in her body was sore.
"Oh hey, she's awake. Drink up." The shape came closer - it resembled a black Coatl with orange wings and markings. Without thinking, she drank clear liquid from the container the Coatl had been holding up to her mouth - if it were poison, at least she'd likely die in less pain than she was in right now. Slowly, her vision began to clear up, and she was able to look around.
This wasn't the Tangled Wood; it was far too hot. Clearly, something had happened in between the time she had passed out and now - but what was it? And, more importantly to her, where was Jasnah?
Surely he'd gotten out safely. He wasn't that stupid. Her and Jasnah were at about the same level of intelligence - that being extremely cunning - but surely Jasnah would've made it out alive with their hatchlings... right?

The dragon the Coatl was talking to, a pastel-orange Nocturne, turned to her. "Hope told me to tell you to go down there to the medbay if you see any bruising. The medic Coatls don't know how much blood you lost, but Nightsky said you fought well. I think your friend's down there too, if you want to go see him, but last I heard he wasn't doing so well."
Silentdark attempted to speak calmly, but panic escaped through her voice. "Where did you say the medbay was again?" "Just over there."
Her legs moved without her thinking. They carried her in the direction the Nocturne pointed her in faster than she remembered ever running before. Her side crashed into the wall before she nearly tripped over the stairs leading into the medical bay.
A pinkish Coatl stepped in front of her, pausing her mindless movement. "Easy, easy. You don't want to hurt yourself again." "Jasnah... where is he?!"

"Darky?" "JASNAH!!"[/size]

She'd never seen him this weak before. Bandages seemingly covered every part of his body, and his eyes were half-closed. She pushed the Coatl away and ran to his bed.
"Jasnah, please! If you're going to die, I want to kill you myself!!" "I'm sorry, Darky..." "Jasnah, you can't do this to me!!" Tears streamed down Silentdark's eyes, and Jasnah was beginning to tear up too. "I'm sorry for being so useless... They're all gone now, and I-" "YOU WEREN'T USELESS, JASNAH!! I LOVE YOU!!!" Jasnah looked up, smiling through his tears. "I... love you too..."
Too much of Silentdark's time had been spent being rude towards him - now he was lying on his deathbed and she hadn't realized how much she loved him until now. How many times had she even told him she loved him? There was no point hiding things now. He needed to know everything. "Jasnah, I love you. I love you so much. I haven't told you it enough, I love you." His face began turning pink. "Eheheheh... I was starting to think the same thing. I don't think I've told you I love you nearly enough either. And now I'm...I..." He started coughing up blood, and Silentdark turned to the two Coatl medics. "ISN'T THERE ANYTHING YOU CAN DO?!" The less pink Coatl of the two responded, "I'm sorry, but I think we've done everything we can do. I... don't think he'll make it."
Weeping, Silentdark fell over Jasnah. "YOU CAN MAKE IT!! PLEASE!!" She could feel his soft breathing, determined that somehow he'd make a miraculos recovery and survive. "I love you... I love you... I love you..." He kept saying that over and over, like a broken record.
She looked at his face. He was... happy. He seemed at peace with himself.
She'd never seen him like this before, either.

"I... I love you too, Jasnah."
His breathing stopped.