SiMeavolent

SIMEAVOLENT NOBLE EMISSARY Gold Ore Minerals & Ores Known to drive dragons to do very foolish things. 250 Ancestral Incense Dragonmade A potent incense that allows one to commune with their ancestors. (Designed by EW) 75 Gilded Decorative Chest Chests What a prize! This golden chest gleams in the sunlight and is decorated with jewels and beautiful platinum designs. It's extremely heavy. Surely there is something valuable within. 0

B I O G R A P H Y Like many of his fellow Imperial, SiMeavolent was not born in the Clan of Ebonhide. While not exactly verily interested in the art of politics, SiMeavolent had a way with words that made him an asset to the group of wealthy Imperials. He could be quite convincing when he wanted to, with a charming and charismatic air that made dragons swoon and wish to be around him. SiMeavolent never used this to take advantage of others, as he was genuinely a nice dragon. Thus, CuTar had him act as a mediator or negotiator, for a kind dragon such as him could make others adhere to CuTar's wishes without the need for corrupt or questionable actions. SiMeavolent sired two children during his time in the Ebonhide Clan. He could not exactly be described as “mates” with the mother, but the two got along well enough, so SiMeavolent was chosen to help her bear children for the good of the Clan. His firstborn daughter, Zerila, left upon reaching adulthood to seek out her own destiny. The younger of the two decided to stay, and was titled “BloodDebt”, Keeper of the Old Ways. SiMeavolent split from his temporary doe after that, his work as a father complete, but the two remained on good terms. Not long after his nest had grown up, SiMeavolent was given a different task. A caravan of Gaolers was traveling through Dragonhome, and CuTar realized that there was something to be gained by affiliating with them. After all, the group traveled all throughout Sornieth, and interacted with many clans. They could spread word of the Ebonhide Estate, and be the middleman to an increase of alliances and wealth to the group of Golden Imperials. Because of his excellent charisma, SiMeavolent was chosen to accompany them. His sister, Ayafeeia, was also granted permission to join them. Thus, the two introduced themselves to the leader of the Caravan, and were allowed to join, the keys to a powerful new alliance and a fortune-filled future.

B I O G R A P H Y The role was similar to the one SiMeavolent had always played. Spread the word of the Ebonhide Estate, of the powerful Imperials within it and their unmeasurable wealth. Tell those who showed interest of the many benefits that came from allying their clan to the Estate, and tell them to spread the word to others. SiMeavolent was good at this role. He played it well, and spoke only the truth. There was no need to embellish the great feats of CuTar, as the kind of power he had amassed was almost unbelievable already. Life was good in the Caravan for SiMeavolent and Ayafeeia. The both of them ended up finding a mate, a Skydancer for them each. But while Ayafeeia's relationship would last until death do them part, SiMeavolent's was doomed from the start. Maleficent was a scheming dragon, a Skydancer with a devilish look in her eyes that was always covered up by a beautiful smirk. She had sweet-talked her way into joining the Caravan, and had sweet-talked her way into SiMeavolent's heart. Perhaps she had loved him at one point, for their was no mischievous glint in her eyes when the two had their final fight-- but she had never loved her own children. Maleficent chose an orphan over her own flesh and blood, and SiMeavolent will never know why. SiMeavolent has promised himself that he will never love again. As far as he could tell, there had been nothing wrong in his relationship with Maleficent. It was healthy, and loving, and caring, and SiMeavolent doesn't know if he did something wrong or if Maleficent had somehow planned this from the start. Her excuse-- that he was but an emissary-- was shoddy and illogical. It couldn't have been the reason they split, right? Whatever the case may be, SiMeavolent knows that something is up. After she was turned into a Gaoler, Maleficent started sneaking off. She returns with an unfamiliar scent upon her fur, and continues to get away with it. While his first purpose was to act as the emissary for the Ebonhide Estate, SiMeavolent has taken on a secret second job. Find out what Maleficent is up to, and stop her at all costs.

“Why?” the Imperial asked. He could hardly keep his voice from cracking. He sounded broken and hollow.

The Skydancer couldn’t even bring herself to look at him. “You are an emissary...” she finally replied. “I cannot be fully loyal to my home if I continue to go on like this.”

The little Gaoler hatchling squirmed in her arms. An orphaned Wildclaw. The Imperial couldn’t believe it. The Skydancer was choosing an orphan over her own children! “Why don’t you love them?” he croaked.

She stared at him with glassy eyes that saw right through him. “You could never understand. I’m sorry.”

He knew that couldn’t be the truth. It couldn’t be. He opened his mouth to speak again, but the Gaoler beat him to it. It let out the tiniest of cries, and the Skydancer turned away, shushing it with soft murmurs and promises.