Chthonia
(#64814869)
G4 Verisal
Familiar
Iguanador
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Energy: 47/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Water.
Female Wildclaw
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
6.41 m
Wingspan
7.44 m
Weight
456.65 kg
Genetics
Chartreuse
Skink
Skink
Spruce
Noxtide
Noxtide
Cinnamon
Capsule
Capsule
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Wildclaw
Max Level
STR
5
AGI
8
DEF
10
QCK
64
INT
115
VIT
40
MND
5
Biography
 CTHONIA The Excavator 
_____As a daughter of famine, Chthonia had always been drawn to death. In her youth, back when she was a guardian, she found joy in collecting various dead flora and fauna. She was too young at the time for a charge, a mere 9 cycles, but she had already amassed a large collection. As she matured the pressure of finding a charge mounted. She had tried it all: equations, preserved insects, even the soil beneath her claws, none of it fit. The matter was especially pressing as her brother, Hephaestus, discovered his charge within months of starting his journey. Eventually she left their make-shift home in the tripoint of the Highland Scrub, Spiral Keep, and Great Furnace in search of a charge, as a Guardian of her age was expected to. _____Cthonia travelled Sornieth desperately trying to find something which ignited that spark of service within her. As she meandered across the territories of various flights, she began doing odd jobs for the clans which were gracious enough to host her during her search. These odd-jobs evolved as her skills of combat were honed from many months spent defending herself in the wilderness. She became a mercenary of sorts, helping clans clear out beasts and defend against encroaching flights. Her work was especially lucrative and fulfilling on the border between the Contagion and Dragonhome. She felt drawn to the rocky cliffs of the Earth domain, but at the same time the lush jungles of the Labyrinth called to her. 
_____It had been 10 cycles now since Chthonia had left in search of her charge, and while she had become richer she was no closer to finding fulfillment. She was loosing hope, perhaps she would never find a charge. The thought terrified her. What would her brother think? Society at large? A guardian, especially one from a powerful lineage, who failed the very first step of adulthood, it was worse than loosing a charge to never find one in the first place. The dread weighed on her for months as she traveled through the Worldedge until, finally, she caved. She gathered all her funds and purchased a scroll to transform her into a Wildclaw from a traveling merchant. No longer would she need to fear inadequacy, she was free. _____With freedom came the realization that she no longer needed to search for the one thing to give her life purpose. She set down her sword in favor of a pick-axe, returning to her childhood hobby of collecting death. She sought fossils, experimented with taxidermy, hoarded bones. She had never felt more fulfilled before. She kept traveling, moving across Sornieth to expand her collection. That is until she found a strange forest on the border of the Starfall and the Contagion. The wildlife here was touched by both powers and warped into new forms which fascinated her. she began digging, setting up a more permanent camp in the small forest to uncover all of the secrets that lay within. _____A few months into her excavation her brother and his mate came to live with her, apparently run out of the siblings' childhood home thanks to their wanton experimentation. That was fine, the two inventors minded their business and widely left her to her own devices. On occasion Hepheastus would offer to build some contraption or other to aid her research but she always declined. She thanked the gods he never asked why she had changed her breed, she wouldn't be able to handle his judgement of her failure.
_____Peace had finally settled in Cthonia's life, the days were rhythmic and pleasant: a breakfast with her sister-in-law followed by a day's work in the field uncovering the life that once called this region home and capped off by fireside discussions with her brother regarding their latest discoveries. It was calm in the woods, unchanging. Until one crisp morning, just as the leaves of the trees would be turning red with cold and the sun was raising its head over the horizon, Chthonia discovered a pair of young dragons curled in one of her excavation pits. _____Soon she learned the names of these dragons, Thespis and Athelia, but even before that she recognized the power latent in the boy she'd found. He was a descendant of Naomi as well, the power to warp reality ran strong in his veins, somehow stronger than in hers or her brother's. He was clearly weary, afraid. He refused to ever remove his mask, insisting that it truly was his face. What happened to this poor boy? The girl he traveled with seemed rather normal by comparison, if unnervingly canny. She rarely spoke and when she did it was in hushed tones like some sort of ghost. _____Chthonia knew she had to take in these hatchlings, had to raise them, give them a better home. A new chord struck in her heart and with some bitterness she realized what it was: these 2 would have been her charge, would have been her purpose. That was fine, maybe it was better that she had changed, that they did not consume her like her brother had been consumed by his machines. |
 { k-thown-ia } N. Greek: of the earth, underground Nicknames: Konia, Nia G4 Naomi   Gender Woman Pronouns she/her Orientation Objectum Bi-Lesbian Class Antiquarian [Artificer] Profession Archeologist Hobbies cryptography, birdwatching, sparring Myers-Briggs ENFP [Campaigner] Eneagram 9w8 [Referee] Alignment Neutral Good Traits + clever, daring, resourceful = asocial, strange, tough – critical, petty, resentful STR 13 ██████████ DEX 11 ██████████ CON 14 ██████████ INT 17 ██████████ WIS 15 ██████████ CHA 14 ██████████ Likes antiques, puzzles, collecting things Dislikes amphibians, statues, crowds, nighttime    Theme Song Boots Worn Through - Shayfer James Aesthetic Pinboard     |
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