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Lilith

(#43250604)

Level 11 Imperial

Familiar

Scorpio

Energy: 45/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

24.22 m

Wingspan

14.8 m

Weight

7322.18 kg

Genetics

Tan
Iridescent

Blood
Striation

Maroon
Thylacine

Hatchday

Jul 08, 2018
(5 years)

Breed

Adult
Imperial

Eye Type

Plague
Unusual

Level 11 Imperial

EXP: 16787 / 34264

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

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MND

Lineage

Parents

Oedon
Nyra

Offspring

Biography

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L I L I T H
Shaman, talon rank 3 - Oracle, talon rank 3
Guiding Councilor

Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.
~Sylvia Plath

Born among the decay and red sandy earth of the wasteland, Lilith was always surrounded by the lore of necromancers. Her mother, Nyra, worked as a local shaman before the necromancer council was formally assembled, but the old imperial was set in her ways and never joined. Lilith was strange compared to her siblings, unable to sit still and listen to her mother's lessons. Nyra was harder on Lilith because of this, pushing her toward becoming a necromancer and braving the trials. From these lessons Lilith learned to expect nothing free, that working hard and being as cut throat as possible was her only way up.

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RELATIONSHIPS

A grandson of Kishna, Blasphemy is far from enthusiastic about his necromancer heritage. He bares the stripes and colors but feels unconnected to the Plaguebringer. He would never tell Lilith that he always knew that he was only a mission, but she found him so interesting that she didn't deliver him home. He wrote letters to Kishna detailing his adventure into the windswept plateau and his relationship with the new Guiding Councilor. Although it wasn't what Kishna planned if this fling brought her grandson home then it was acceptable, of course it helps that Lilith is an impressive necromancer and powerful Councilor.

HUSBAND

FRIEND

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Naberus, her wayward and often hateful brother whom she tries her best to bond with. He has recently pulled more away from Lilith and she fears he's found trouble for himself.

BROTHER

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HISTORY

"Daughter." Nyra said, her eyes on her mortar and pestle, "Tell me why we serve the Plaguebringer."

"The Mother gifted us her contagion. We are her left hand. We are meant to carve a way for ourselves in this world and the next."

"Very good. Now who does a necromancer live for?"

"Themselves and the Plaguebringer. Nothing else comes before our relationship with The Mother."

"Well said, pet." Nyra turned her eyes to Lilith with a smile. "Are you ready, little one?"

"Yes, I am."

The walk to the Wrymwound was long. Nyra flew, forcing Lilith to trot all the way to the Plaguebringer's cauldron. By the time the young imperial arrived she saw her mother speaking to an elder of the council. Knowing better than to intrude, Lilith sat beside a male spiral with a small huff.

"Hey!" He smiled.

"Hello."

"What's your name?"

"Right now names are our least concern, spiral." She forced her voice to be cold, but really she wanted to play. This spiral seemed kind enough, and all she wanted was a friend.

He shrugged and watched the elders. The mirror gave them advice on their trials and sent them on their way.

It took Lilith 13 days to complete her trial. Each day passing slower than the last. Her fever nearly took her by day five. By day seven she had started coughing up blood and pus, that night as she shivered she feared her own demise. But when dawn came her little heart still beat. On her last day she walked toward the council ready to prove she passed.

They brought her mother before her, demanding she infect Nyra and return the plague to herself. Without hesitation Lilith did as the mirror asked and infected her mother and with ease cured her. The Councilors smiled.

"Very well done, little one." Councilor Kishna said with a small smile. "You show promise. I will enjoy seeing you rise among the Council."

Lilith bowed her head, "Thank you, Councilor Kishna."

The mirror, Kishna, smiled wider, "Perhaps a more... difficult task. A decendent of mine has become unattached to the wasteland. Follow him and return him to the Plaguebringer's glory. He's the little Spiral I saw you speaking to when the trials first began."

"It will be done. The Spiral will return a changed dragon and more than willing to join you."

Lilith touched her flag. The emblem she created in it's center, the fabric was softer than she expected, like silk. All her years of training had paid off. She was a Guiding councilor, she out ranked many of her closest friends, yet she felt incomplete. Was it greed or ambition that had her yearning for a higher rank? Or was she longing for a life she couldn't truly have? Blasphemy slept beside her, oblivious to the plight his beloved faced. He was her first mission, a delivery that took far too long and was now completed. She should feel nothing toward him.

But she did. Each little snore made her smile. She took a deep breath and folded her flag, placed it in a wooden box, and curled around her mate and fell asleep.

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"But Mistress," Skuld said, voice unchanged but concern showing in her frills, "High Councilor Kishna didn't say he had to become a counselor. Just return him home. You did. He is back home."

"But Lady Kishna did say to return him to Mother, and returned he is not." Urd said.

"It is cruel to tell Mistress Lilith to give her love away. Fate tied them together, Mother herself approves the match." Verdandi interjected.

"Easy, my little faes." Lilith sighed, "Blasphemy is staying here, Lady Kishna wants him...converted back to the necromantic path. He strayed a bit in his youth, that is all."

"Does lady Kishna know you've bound yourself to him? Marriage, that is a heavy price for conversion." Skuld quipped. Her monotoned voice raised slightly.

"Skuld is right," Urd said, "you seem quite attached. Perhaps a more suitable husband would be best. One that made more imperials, impressive necromancers those would be!"

"Enough the both of you!" Verdandi perched on Lilith's antlers. "Our mistress loves her mate, this is true, and to leave him would be pain. Her joy is above what Lady Kishna thinks of Mister Blasphemy."

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JOURNAL

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Original lore (kept out of respect and it's really cool!) wrote:

Few hatchlings ever leave the lands held by Sunstrike. Either trained as warriors or minions to do the Mad King's bidding, or...exalted...in honor of the Plaguebringer, the idea of life beyond is something that none dare dream of.

Though their father Kallor is distant and seems to be uncaring, and the shadow of the clan leader strikes fear into their little hearts, their mother Nyra is protective, and even if it might mean her death, she has contacted Corrit and the resistance. This young dragon is one of the lucky ones...smuggled out, taken away...

She has too much energy. She doesn't like to sit still. She can't really remember anything from the before times.

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^Lilith's outfit in council meetings
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