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Hyalite

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Familiar

Triple-Sight Firebug

Energy: 0/50

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Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

3.85 m

Wingspan

5.4 m

Weight

709.62 kg

Genetics

Mint
Swirl

Heather
Saturn

Seafoam
Opal

Hatchday

Jun 15, 2020
(3 years)

Breed

Adult
Skydancer

Eye Type

Nature
Uncommon

Level 1 Skydancer

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

none

Biography

Hyalite is a high-ranking member of the king's court. He is a scholar and one of the smartest people in the entire upper levels. (self-proclaimed) He was offered a position to be the king's advisor but turned it down. It is thought that he wanted to focus on his career writing academic papers and staying in a safer position, given what happened to previous dragons who worked directly with the king. However, Hyalite has a secret. One of the deadliest secrets a dragon can carry, one that would shatter people's sanity if they held on to it for too long. And if anyone found out, he would become like so many dragons before him and vanish into the night. The guilt won't destroy him, but he might.

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Sorrow Street
-March 2, 2021

Rats crawled through the street, starving and deformed. A crescent moon hung above the grimy road as a pair of glowing eyes appeared from the darkness. Hyalite walked with a certain grace and dignity only seen in the uncaring royals of the high court. Adorned with silks and robes he stalked the alleyways, ending in a place he had sworn to never go again. He stopped walking in hesitation, fear and remorse tainting his green eyes. Suddenly, an unsightly rat skittered next to him, thin and limping slightly. Responding with force and anger, he slammed his foot down onto the pitiful creature and continued walking. The rat twitched on the ground for a minute, for it was still alive, but just barely. A cat appeared out of the shadows and dragged the bleeding form away.

Hyalite walked down the street, his pose determined and fearless. But in his forest eyes, a trickle of doubt had formed. For it was in this exact street, many years before, where the princess had been murdered. Hyalite watched the scene again and again in his head, a broken record of guilt. He saw himself smile slightly in his memories and felt the relief wash over him as the princess screamed and fought against her captors. She had bled out from too many wounds. It was just as well, she would have endured much worse should she have survived the street. The blood running through the gutters and the rat's feet covered in the sticky resin as they ate from her body were all just as prominent in his mind as if it had happened yesterday.

Hyalite thought it was a shame how his memory had gotten so bad in the previous years, and yet he could remember that night perfectly. He was a member of the court after all. A scholar. But whenever he tried to forget the murder he had witnessed- no, witnessed was the wrong word. By far. When he tried to forget the murder he had largely orchestrated- yes, that was right- it seemed to sap his ability to remember other things, becoming even more prominent in his mind than should be possible. He was not a guilty dragon, Hyalite rarely showed emotions at all, especially when it was related to business. But something about that day resonated with his mind, not allowing him to think of anything else. It had consumed him some years before, and he very nearly dropped from the court like a fly from a wall. He could never tell anyone what he had done, especially not the king. The king himself had felt a great sorrow when his daughter passed, and Hyalite surely would have been killed then and there if the king ever found out the details.

So Hyalite was quiet and never looked the king in the eyes. He would never find out. And he never did.
The king had more children, and slowly forgot the pain of losing his eldest. Not many reminders of her remained in later years, tapestries were taken down and her bedroom repurposed. Still, Hyalite felt as if the king, and in fact, everyone he met, knew what he- if indirectly- did to the princess.

Ignoring the implications of the guilt, Hyalite visited a doctor who prescribed him a potion that would make him feel no guilt. It did not erase the memories, however, and guilt has a funny way of returning when you least expect it. Hyalite visited the doctor periodically, getting the potion. The guilt came back stronger every time, and the potion was expensive. Still, Hyalite did what he had to erase the guilt from his mind and his telling eyes. He did what he had to.

The shop itself where he bought this potion was in a fateful place; where Hyalite was right then, the street where he had watched his plan unfold. Watched the princess perish by his bidding. He stepped into the run-down store and into a glittering world of potions and herbs. The shopkeeper was a devilish female Coatl with a green-toothed grin permanently planted on her face. She looked up with her creepy smile as Hyalite entered the shop but said nothing. Hyalite had come here enough that he would never ask for anything but that potion. So the entire exchange was silent, the only sound a gentle wind that slipped through the broken window.

The potion was ready quickly, and Hyalite barely let out a grimace at the astounding price of the remedy. Nonetheless, he paid every gem and held his head high as he walked out the door.

"Good day." He told the shopkeeper. It was the least he could do, as members of the court were always to be polite. But when he turned to close the squealing door, the Coatl woman was nowhere to be found.

Checking down the alley before he drank, Hyalite's stern green eyes landed on a sign. "Sorrow Street," it read. Hyalite let out a dry chuckle at the irony, looking back for a moment at the sorrow that had occurred there. The princess' death. The king. The watching. The sneaking. The fear. The money gone in an instant. It all started with him. Hyalite tilted his head back and drank the sour liquid, letting the bottle fall with his guilt to the ground and once again walking the path he had walked many times before.

Still need: magister waist wrap, magister overcoat, magister tail sleeve, and golden glasses (25)
adopted from Lela June 17. Birthday babie.

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