Iorath

An abberation pair trying to make heir way into this world.

Two Abberations that stalk the plains.



Like vultures, they prowl. They hunt, and they live off the land. Making their lairs in underground caves around the grasslands. Living on their own and making their way in the world as best they can - Other dragons fear them, but still try to be friendly.


they were once a different breed of dragon. They were transformed against their will - A lightning clan that specializes in.... Experiments, with little to no moral compasses, came about and kidnapped two dragons from a village, and the experiments, along with the forced transformation....They lost their minds. This experiment was done, because no one knew what would become of dragons that transformed into these.....creatures - They wanted to know, to experiment. to brainwash.

Iorath ,and the second head constantly fought for control. Food was never enough. They'd injure eachother with their fights.....It was a mess. Iorath was more calm, and levelheaded - but still fierce and stubborn. Meanwhile, her new second head was almost feral, and angry. Wanting to overcome, to fight. To show the world, they were wrong about them. To make them pay for trying to cage her. The others who were also being experimented on formulated a plan, and one of them managed to bring down the Lightning Clans' leader, giving a chance for the others being held there to escape. Wrath took control of the body, Iorath couldn't take back control - As Wrath flew. Far, far away. They kept flying, until they were too exhausted. They collapsed, in the Grasslands of the Wind Realm.

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Taken in by a friendly clan, Wrath assumed they were being caged again, And lashed out. But....Iorath managed to calm her second head, and they were able to convince them, that not all dragons are like the ones they knew back then. There were good dragons with good intentions, who wanted to help. The dragons of this little clan just watched from afar, afraid - But Iorath calmed them as well. They went through hell, but... Iorath didn't let that turn her cold and mean like Wrath. It took time, and a lot of working through emotions and traumas, but...The two heads managed to make peace with one another, both healing slowly in their time here. These dragons knew of a town, not too far from here, that could help them....Maybe even restore their original dragon form. But Iorath had already accepted her fate, and with Wrath as her Ally now....Well, things were not looking too bad. And so, they left the clan. They wandered, until they.....Found something. A village, burned to the ground. There, they met another like them. Another Abberation, except, a natural one. A real one. The two heads. Were not fighting for control, no... Instead, it was like two minds working together as one.The way they moved, talked, spoke....was more natural than it was for Iorath.

Iorath was afraid, but wrath was curious. The other one approached, and then they realized - theyre were not as intimidating as they seemed. They learned, of what they both were. Of the Wyrmwound, of their Mother. Iorath did not speak of that she was a different dragon before, but he already seemed to know - from the way they two interacted and how they still struggled for control - the way they talked, walked, was unnatural to other abberations. The other dragon grew interested nonetheless, and suggested sticking together - four heads are better than two after all. It would make surviving easier. Though, since the concept of a ....permanent lair was strange to him, they would be on the move quite a lot, and tended to make nests in the ground. In The Ground itself - Since it has found a few dragons here ......Feared him. And wanted to drive him out, they had never seen an Abberation before.,,,


And so, they did. They grew closer, and became mates. Now they prowl the plains, hunting and running, iorath and Wrath, free of their captivity, now living a wild life with this other , strange but charming dragon. They are making their way to the town of the town of the Zephyr heights - there, they can start a new life. You know, if they can get there in one piece. Many dragons here fear them. And some have even sent for them to be eliminated. Abominations in a place like this? It's a curse - an invasion! ...Or thats what they think at least.

Iorath is the hunter. The one who lurks in the grass. Compared to other aberrations, she is not very big.









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