Deniigi
(#64331598)
... heed my call; speak to the young, tell of their fall!
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Male Imperial
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
31.9 m
Wingspan
16.57 m
Weight
6597.92 kg
Genetics
Coal
Tiger
Tiger
Antique
Stripes
Stripes
Silver
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Imperial
Max Level
STR
118
AGI
9
DEF
7
QCK
64
INT
8
VIT
31
MND
7
Biography
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"The eerie, sharp sound of his bone-harp proclaiming the song of death is the first thing to greet hatchings' ears as they break free of their shells to join the world, a memory which haunts them until the day they heed Ancestors' call. Despite his odd affinity with death, many dragons call upon Deniigi to sing to their nests in hopes their offspring will have a prosperous life."
— by FourLeaf
"Thalis," he began, but she cut him off with a snarl. "I will not hear of it! We need him. They need him." The Mirror sighed as his mate turned her eyes back toward their nest, where a dark Imperial was setting up his tools. He didn't believe this nonsense, not one bit. Singing to eggs to save them from dying a dishonorable death sounded about as insane as a Nature dragon jumping into the Wyrmwound. Yet, there was nothing he could do about it, he realized. Thalis always got her way. Khiro turned his attention to the third dragon, uncertainty creeping into his expression as the dragon set out three vials of foul-smelling green liquid. Clans across the Abiding Boneyard worshipped this dragon as if he was a second deity, a right-hand to the Plaguebringer herself. The Imperial hadn't confirmed these rumors, but he also hadn't denied them. Still, Khiro wasn't sure they could trust this new dragon with their first clutch of eggs. Would the Plaguebringer approve of this? "It is ready," the Imperial said in a low voice, interrupting Khiro's thoughts. Thalis took a few steps forward in excitement. Khiro frowned at her, his talons refusing to move forward. "Thalis—" She whipped around and glared at him, a slight snarl on her face. "Get. Over. Here." Khiro reluctantly stepped forward, and the ceremony began. It was quite ridiculous, really: the Imperial waved his wings wildly as he hummed an eerie melody, tapping his claws on a worn bone-harp that was so out of tune it could have knocked a vulture from the sky. Pale green mist began to rise from the vials the Imperial had set around the nest just moments before. He didn't like this. Thalis should have listened to me, Khiro growled to himself. His tail lashed in annoyance. We can't trust this dragon. But Thalis seemed to be completely enthralled by the performance. And somehow, because of this, Khiro was at peace with the fact that he could do nothing to change her mind. She was happy, and that was all that really mattered. The Imperial paused for a moment, his deep red eyes oddly unsettling as they met Khiro's gaze despite their shared element. Khiro could practically feel the scales on his back crawling away as the dragon spoke. "I, Deniigi Grimspine, Ancestral Speaker of the Abiding Boneyard, call upon the Ancestors. Come, Elder Ones, heed my call; speak to the young, warn of their fall!" The Imperial's voice seemed different this time compared to when he had first spoken, though Khiro couldn't quite put a claw on it. Then again, it was all for show, right? Khiro shook his head. The smoke from the Imperial's vials was making him nauseous, causing his eyes to water. It rose up around him, taking over his senses as the world seemed to spin. As the green mist faded, the landscape around him transformed; the soft, damp earth below his talons, once a pale pinkish color, suddenly hardened and became a dry, sickly gray. Trees morphed into unrecognizable masses of rotting flesh and of bones, and myriads of skeletons dotted the now-rugged landscape. A soft voice laughed behind him, and he jumped. But when he looked, nothing was there. The empty space all around him whispered in his ears. Eyes blinked at him from the edges of his vision, only to disappear as he attempted to return their gaze. Shadowy figures loomed in the green-tinted mist around him. They called to him, reaching out at him with dark talons, tugging at his very core. Khiro frantically muttered a spell under his breath, and a bolt of magic flung itself at the creatures. But they flickered into nothing; when the bolt had passed through they appeared again, louder and closer. The Mirror shot a second bolt of magic, and again the spirits disappeared, only to reappear once the bolt had passed. Louder and closer. Louder and closer. Louder and closer. There would be no escape, he was sure of it. They would catch him — and then what? Hold him in this otherworldly realm for eternity? Absorb his elemental magic, as creatures of the Shade were known to do? Or... could they do worse? The shadows were closing in. This was it. This was his end. And then they vanished. Silence. And for a moment, it was just that: pure, pristine silence, so quiet he could swear he heard the greenish mist drifting through the air. Then something brushed against his leg. Loud, high-pitched laughter echoed in his ear, shattering the silence. Khiro roared, swiping a talon at the source of the laughter — if magic didn't work, then perhaps physical strength would? — only to be met with the silence of an empty space. And then the sharp click of talon on bone. His claws had caught on a familiar skeleton, though he couldn't quite recognize the mangled mess of bones and tattered cloth. A wave of terror rushed through him. All at once, bright cracks of light began to spread through the land, dispelling the green-hued darkness. The light reached across the land, stretching toward the clouds, growing in brightness until it was nearly blinding as the sun itself and he could feel his skull throbbing with pain at the sheer intensity— "It is ready," the Imperial said in a low voice, interrupting Khiro's thoughts. Thalis stood next to him. She took a step forward, then turned back to look at Khiro, watching him with a concerned — and mildly excited — expression on her face. "Are you ready?" Every part of him wanted to scream, "NO! This is a bad idea!" His wings were itching with fear. Surely there must be some way out of this ancient ceremony? But as he opened his mouth to form the words, he found that he couldn't. The words caught in the back of his throat, refusing to come out. For a moment, he said nothing. He wasn't quite sure what happened next. All traces of fear left him. He answered, in a loud, clear voice. It wasn't him, it couldn't be him speaking! — and yet it was. Despite his anxiety, it was most definitely his voice that had just replied, "yes. I'm ready." Khiro reluctantly stepped forward, and the ceremony began. It was quite ridiculous, really: the Imperial waved his wings wildly as he hummed an eerie melody, tapping his claws on a worn bone-harp that was so out of tune it could have knocked a vulture from the sky. Pale green mist began to rise from the vials the Imperial had set around the nest just moments before. He didn't like this. Thalis should have listened to me, Khiro growled to himself. His tail lashed in annoyance. We can't trust this dragon. But Thalis seemed to be completely enthralled by the performance. And somehow, because of this, Khiro was at peace with the fact that he could do nothing to change her mind. She was happy, and that was all that really mattered. |
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