Appellosine

I'm colder than this home...

Cruel fate entices abandonment. Forsaken by the gods Sornieth follows, somewhere in fire territory a rotted out corpse of a once joyful dragon lives swarmed by scavenger birds with large eyes staring hungrily out of their chests. Appellosine cannot be summed up in words very easily. His decayed frame and covered eyes make even the most steel-nerved guardian or stubborn mirror think twice about approaching the imperial with intent, be it kind, cruel, or anywhere in between.

And all the kids cried out "Please stop you're scaring me."

Decayed and molting to the point of his wings going slowly bare to grey bone, the flesh of his face gone and cracked ribs jutting visibly out of his chest, Appellosine's appearance is frightening on its very principle. His behavior, however, simply serves to supplement this fact. Though he can no longer see, there are whispers of his staring- two dim coals still burning beneath the blindfold, reminiscent of the cold eyes that had once stared so intently at the hatchlings within his clan. He no longer eats... at least, not with the rest of them, and nothing they bring back from scavenging seems to go toward feeding him. He insists he's already eaten, that he's full... but on what, if not the food he's offered?

By the Deities you should be scared of me!

He's strange and comes off as dangerous- changed by whatever has afflicted him into a thing of tattered flesh and flowers. He watches and speaks very little, simply staring. Is this abomination even still a dragon? Is Appellosine still the hatchling that arrived when they dwelled within wind? Or like so many imperials before him, has his time come and passed without his knowledge, leaving his body to be inhabited by something not quite himself?

Who's in Control?

Keeping your distance only serves for so long, and for all his strangeness those who look upon him cannot help but pity him. Decaying but alive, wound with roses and covered in shaggy fur- grounded by wings that will no longer allow him to take flight. For the horror of his features there is still something all too sentient about him that evokes empathy.... no matter how little Appellosine himself might have for others.

bio by Ringleader