Press or click to Save this image.
(NOTE: Some browsers or ad blockers may require you to do this manually with a right click or long press on the image above.)
(NOTE: Some browsers or ad blockers may require you to do this manually with a right click or long press on the image above.)
Exit Scenic Mode.
Expand the dragon details section.
Collapse the dragon details section.
Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
17.8 m
Wingspan
15.04 m
Weight
9492.04 kg
Genetics
Abyss
Tapir
Tapir
Phthalo
Bee
Bee
Coral
Stained
Stained
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 10 Guardian
EXP: 1119 / 27676
STR
4
AGI
5
DEF
4
QCK
9
INT
9
VIT
4
MND
50
Biography
|
Alathfar Mura Advisor He/him/his |
|
In my place, how far would you have gone? Alathfar has been with NC from the very start, as far back as when the organization still called itself a clan. He was competent, ambitious, cunning- qualities that made him a good advisor, but not particularly well-liked. He served as a valuable second-in-command to Carina and then, briefly, Aquila- but as he dug his claws deeper into the position of power he'd carved for himself, suspicions festered behind a thin veil of civility. That was the first time Alathfar should've died: framed and convicted of NC's first murder. He only barely escaped an immediate execution by a disorganized clan now populated by more enemies than friends; instead he was immediately exiled into the howling winter storm. His slim hopes for survival were dashed when Astrin approached him in the woods an hour later, far from any prying eyes, and called him a traitor as she snapped the bones of his wings with two simple twists of her metal limbs. Even now, after all these years, he still hasn't forgiven her for that. |
|
They tracked him down and brought him back. The clan had all but dissolved in the ensuing chaos of being betrayed by their own leader. Most of his enemies were gone, Carina had reluctantly returned to her role as leader of those who remained, and he could start over with a clean slate. Within a month he'd returned to his official role of Carina's deputy. But the Alathfar that returned was not the same as the dragon they'd cast out. He wouldn't repeat the same mistakes twice.
(What almost nobody knows to this day is that Alathfar was never innocent. Of course he wasn't. There's always been a well-hidden streak of efficient brutality to him, a willingness to do whatever it takes. And when he saw high-ranking members of NC falling under the influence of the Shade, sabotaging their efforts to build the Horizon Seeker, well- he figured he'd just have to take matters into his own hands. It would be best to take care of all three, quickly and quietly. If only he'd started with Aquila and Aermead. That information has not left the Council; it wouldn't do for their people to know one of the oldest and most respected members has confessed to murder, just as it wouldn't do for their people to know the Inner Sanctum has more than one assassination under their belt.)
But no hard life lessons could've prepared him for what was to come. Every day he wishes he could forget the day of the Discovery, the day his faith in the Gods came crashing down; and the day of the Catastrophe, the day the world came crashing down around him. But try as he might, he still remembers the burning voices of Regulus after he emerged wreathed in flames from the wreckage of the spacecraft, and the look of solemn horror on Adriana's face as she pointed at the tiny sliver of blackness writhing in the center of a specially designed vacuum chamber.
There were places scientists weren't supposed to look, truths that were not meant for mortal eyes, and they'd gone into hiding to break those rules, to find those truths that were not meant to be found. But there was a price. There is always a price.
He should be dead. So many others died in the containment breach. Brilliant scientists, a team of brave astronauts, his friends and family- all within the radius of the Failsafe; all dead, or about as good as, suspended in time for eternity to keep that tiny but deadly particle of the rift they called the Shade from expanding. Yet somehow, Alathfar, remorseless murderer and ruthless manipulator, had escaped annihilation. They had barely a moment to process the sound of the explosion before the world within the barrier stopped and the shockwave hit. There were precious few outside the barrier when it activated. Regulus and the Messenger, Celeste; Astrin, for better or worse; and, later, his own husband, Tureis, which was the first thing since the Catastrophe that managed to elicit any emotional response from Alathfar and helped to lift some of the survivors' guilt from his shoulders.
He rarely says it out loud, but he's proud of what they've been able to build since then. What began as a smattering of rogue scientists coming together to perform taboo research has grown into an organization nearly four hundred strong. They've touched the stars, explored the depths of the ocean, defied the gods themselves, and spoken to beings from another universe.
If only that pride was enough to overcome the existential horror of it all.
Click or tap a food type to individually feed this dragon only. The other dragons in your lair will not have their energy replenished.
Insect stocks are currently depleted.
Meat stocks are currently depleted.
Feed this dragon Seafood.
Plant stocks are currently depleted.
You can share this dragon on the forums by either copying the browser URL manually, or using bbcode!
Exalting Alathfar to the service of the Stormcatcher will remove them from your lair forever. They will leave behind a small sum of riches that they have accumulated. This action is irreversible.
Do you wish to continue?
- Names must be longer than 2 characters.
- Names must be no longer than 16 characters.
- Names can only contain letters.
- Names must be no longer than 16 characters.
- Names can only contain letters.