Remon

my love for u has also faded,,,,,, i am sorry my son :(



Remon
(Ree-Mon)

bought from Eravescent on February 7, 2019

*to keep*

- get primal
- get stained? or basic


outfit idea:

*without full mask + hat


lore idea notes:
- the one who created the goopy plague-lings (WIP)
- "the have gods left us, element does not matter anymore. what matters is living."
- german accent
- "mad scientist" stereotype
- made lots of failed children, only to slaughter them all and use their remains once more to try again
- is one of the victims infected with a decaying sickness thats spread across the lands
- one of the handful of dragons that came back from the dead, though only remembers snippets of his past life
- to him, things live then they die. This is how the world and life works, how its always worked. Nothing is forever-lasting. But he wants to be the one to make sure dragon-kind is. To be able to survive the worst possible storm imaginable. To be able to unlock immortality and to ensure we will survive.
- he places his own DNA into the children to help them sustain some form of life(?)
- injects the children he makes with the remains of radioactive slimes and a drop of the disgustingly acidic liquid from the Wyrmwound
- after killing the failed children and recreating, they remember none of it (since its a new them. so essentially its just killing child after different child, just in a sense its the same child. did that make sense? haha no)
- does not feel remorse for doing what he does since he feels it must be done in order to complete his goals, and if anything it just gets him closer and closer
- he gets that failure is key to improvement, just the process and time is highly frustrating and he's impatient
- he treats the failed children well before he kills them. as in he treats them well and cradles them, sings to them, shushes them, and has a gentle voice and touch: though as he's mutilating them. saying things like "Shh, it's alright, child. There's no need to weep. You're only being improved, that is all. It will be over soon, I promise. Now rest yourself."
- acquaintances with Grimore: mainly for business (he's the one who crafted the gloves for Grimore and Grimore supplies Remon with radioactive slimes and very few drops of liquid from the Wyrmwound: though only if Remon has anything of value to give back)
- Remon sometimes, though not often, mentions to other dragons about Grimore and his work (aka tries to slightly nudge them to grimore)
- calls Grimore his 'friend' but he kinda calls everyone that: doesn't mean he means it though
- aches to create a perfect wildclaw child
- why he creates these children is because he believes they are prodigies / the purest and most perfect beings, and that they will change the dying world / continue his work / give hope for the future / live past the apocalypse and form a new world
- SETTING IDEA: post-apocalyptic? sorta. like dragons are starting to die more frequently
- Knows what Grimoire is talking to and communing with yet doesn't correct him or tell him, he's already doomed himself and isn't necessarily wanting to stop the apocalypse / help him, in fact, he wants this to be happening. Yes, he wants to ensure dragonkind lives which is why he does what he does, but he wants it to evolve into something so much more beyond what any of us can do. And evolution is horrendously slow, so what's one way to speed it up? Killing off lots at first and having it go gradually back up. So you could say he supports what this terrible entity is doing. Doesn't mean he's going to throw his soul away to it.

familiar:

Tar-Trooper Slarg

Familiar

While this creation has an impressive stench, it is no more capable of surviving hot tar than other animals. It gets its name from the thick black mucus it produces.

1000

"kids"













- is unable to create a wildclaw, in spite of his endless efforts, in fear that if he doesn't, the Wildclaws will die off and cease to exist

wip thing:
"Mad scientist? Sure, whatever. You can label him that.
But for Remon's sake and for the decaying world around him, he feels what he's doing is the upmost right thing. At the rate dragonkind has been going, especially with the deities being gone and all, (wip lore for that) dragons are likely on the verge of extinction. How does one prevent this? How can a rapid decomposing body be salvaged? Is this even possible? Well.. No. No, not really. Other than to just let it die and as time ages on, let new life flourish in its own way. But will new life even find our mark in history? Who's to say this hasn't happened before? All of these questions continue to boggle his mind until it all oozes to the floor. As said, life finds a way and he's going to be the one to find a way of life."