Vitiligo
(#43548160)
The Pale Daughter
Familiar
Wintermane Bowman
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Ice.
Female Coatl
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
8.12 m
Wingspan
7.17 m
Weight
958.5 kg
Genetics
Blood
Piebald
Piebald
Blood
Paint
Paint
Blood
Thylacine
Thylacine
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Coatl
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
7
DEF
6
QCK
7
INT
7
VIT
5
MND
6
Lineage
Biography
VITILIGO
The Pale Daughter
"A head gets lost, but a heart knows home."
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 Run     Vitiligo the Blind  
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How I was brought into the world is lost to the times. I do not remember my father nor my mother, I remember no warmth, no mother's embrace, no gentle voice to sooth my slumber. I remember only the violence. I remember the snow, and the flurry, and around it all the howling noise; of the wind, and of the dragons. I remember the twisted beast that was a melding of the once-living. A hundred heads all screaming at once, some with rage, some with malice, and some crying for their mothers. I remember the blood soaking into the snow, and the frosty southern storms that chilled those lifeless corpses to the bone. It's a wonder anything had lived in the path of the Emperor. Perhaps there was a nesting mother, who had managed to spare her children from the slaughter? Perhaps a well-intentioned stranger, had hosted and raised this clutch as their own? Whatever the case, they're gone now. There is only me. A blind daughter. An orphan with only the sleet-covered plains to call mother. I am a creature of death and snow and darkness and frost. My feathers inked with the pale white snow and the blood-soaked souls. Unlike fire, ice is eternal. It does not burn out, nor wither, nor fade. It alone stands in the echoes of eternity. Silent. Empty. Vast expanses of cold, solemn fields would be the final fate of everything. Every Flight, every world. The battles for dominance only delays this inevitable fate. Time is the one true winner, and it has always been our foe. Life can only cling desperately to this precipice. Once upon a time, I was able to see. I remember what it was like. I remember the light, slowly fading as though that fateful dawn, creeping away until there was only the empty void. My crystal eyes slowly and gradually turning as pale as the snow from which I was grown. Encasing me in a blanket of darkness. But don't be fooled, my magic shines as bright as it always has, and my feathers pick up the slightest whispers of breeze. Yes, I can feel your breath as easily as you can feel the cold winter winds. I cannot see you, and yet, here you are. But I am cursed with more than blindness. Sometimes I live with headaches so strong it is as if I could see again, my dark world replaced by bright, agonising flashes of colour. It's all I can do to find the still and the silent, to sooth the pain. I was born in violence. Though I may not remember, my soul screams out as if it is suffering still. I do not need your pity. The time for that has long passed. Where were you when I was young and alone, a stranger in a strange land? The South is a cold and hard place, and it breeds cold and hard dragons. So desperately do we cling to our sliver of life. I was sickly, I was weak. No matter how hard I fought, there was no place for me there. Do you find it ironic, that I am now in the plaguelands? Well... perhaps, but plague dragons respect drive most of all, a determination to succeed, no matter how hard. And though I might be lacking in many things, grit is not one of them. I'm still alive, aren't I? My new clanmates, they don't see anything wrong with the South. They seem to respect the ruthlessness and brutality that had goaded me like a whip my whole life. "Building character", they call it. But I can never understand it, and I will not accept it. I would never leave any hatchling to the fate they left me. Never. No child of mine will grow with only the snow and the darkness for company, alone on the snowbanks to fight for their lives. If nothing else in this life, they would know love. And perhaps, so will I. |
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