Haemon
(#55009088)
Level 1 Nocturne
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Light.
Male Nocturne
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.63 m
Wingspan
6.51 m
Weight
593.82 kg
Genetics
Midnight
Starmap
Starmap
Midnight
Constellation
Constellation
Berry
Smoke
Smoke
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Nocturne
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
4
AGI
5
DEF
4
QCK
9
INT
9
VIT
4
MND
9
Biography
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 H A E M O N 
All of that went downhill when the clan decided to move to the Hewn City. The reason why, Haemon is still not sure, though he suspects that it was to study the strange energy that lingers there. The first few days went well. The clan settled easily, everyone finding their own place to live, and Haemon was no different. He made sure his family and siblings had somewhere to sleep, something to eat, and a comfortable living space. Alas... it all went wrong on the 13th day, just shy of two weeks of moving to te Hewn City. The clan had just finished its activities for the day, most dragons settling into their home when... they came. Those who live in the dark shadows, who burn away in sunlight. Those who feed upon the blood of the living. Vampires. Mercilessly, they went after each and every dragon, slaughtering even hatchlings for their own sick sense of satisfaction. Not even the mages and warriors could stand up to them, with how large their numbers were. Haemon and his family tried to run, to no avail. His mother, his father, his siblings were murdered in front of him. He cried out, begging them to stop, take him instead, stop, stop this madness! Let them live! One of the vampires cackled at his desperate wailing. "Bit of a hero, aren't we?" "A cowardly hero, if you ask me." scoffed another one. "Didn't even join the frontlines." "Hey, hey, how about we teach him a lesson? Teach him to be a hero, shall we?" one yelled, blood dripping from its claws. "Show him what real power is, ey?" The vampires roared in agreement, and one of them approached Haemon, haughtily laughing while Haemon was frozen by fear. "You better be grateful for this gift, brat." The vampire descended on him, and Haemon's world went black. ~~~ When he woke up, it was to... carnage. Bodies were everywhere. Corpses were rotting. Blood coated every inch of his former clan. It should've made him feel sick, but to his horror... it smelled so good. It looked so delicious. He felt so hungry that saliva was dripping from his maw, hitting the ground with a small 'plip'. He couldn't help himself when he started licking up the blood, eating the bodies of his former clanmates. What was he doing? What was he doing?! A vampire, the one that had descended on him, surprised him with its deep, cruel voice, shocking him into stopping his feast. "How's it feel to be a hero, sport?" Haemon fled. ~~~ Sunlight burnt him, he quickly found out, and he was forced to retreat into the Tangled Woods, the domain of shadow. His physical strenght had suddenly quatripled overnight, and he accidentally felled a tree witout meaning to. Whenever he came across a carcass, the same horrible bloodlust overcame him, though it was always kind of there anyway nowadays, scratching at the back of his throat, a dry feeling he just couldn't remedy with drinking water, so the blood of carcasses it was. He'd become one of them, he thought with despair in his heart. He'd become a vampire. Disgusted with himself, he refused to truly settle in any clan. The one time he tried, they chased him out once they found out he was a vampire. Instead he settled on travelling from place to place, avoiding sunlight as much as possible. He usually set up camp close to clans, but he never dared staying more than a month. It was in such a way that he met Azmera. Against his better judgement, he decided to talk to her. He just felt so lonely, and she was there, and she'd saved the nearby clan's hatchlings. Just one little conversation couldn't hurt. Of course, perceptive as she was, she quickly figured out he was a vampire, and for a moment Haemon was terrified she'd slay him. Witchborne were crusaders of justice, warriors of good, those who protected Sornieth from the supernatural, but Azmera aassured him with a kind smile she could see he wasn't a bad person, or a vampire who actively hunted live prey. And, oh, he was so glad! Finally, someone who didn't reject him! the following nights, she even made him a cloak that was covered in a magical potion that would block sunlight, and she just kept talking to him like he was any ordinary dragon, and then she offered for him to come with her as backup to demonic forces... Well, he wasn't all that good at fighting, but he'd try. For her, he'd try. ~~~ Since they found a homebase in the Purring Winds, Haemon and Azmera have been working on a brew that quenches his thirst for blood. 
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