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Itzal

(#66670010)

The Profane Pantheon | Unholy Shockwave

Familiar

Moonrock Collector

Energy: 46/50

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Measurements

Length

1.05 m

Wingspan

0.98 m

Weight

1 kg

Genetics

Hatchday

Jan 16, 2021
(3 years)

Breed

Adult
Veilspun

Eye Type

Shadow
Common

Level 1 Veilspun

EXP: 0 / 245

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QCK

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Itzal
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Future Saint of the Profane (lore WiP mostly darkness around night, shadows, and other forms of darkness/forbidden lovers because shadows/hiding | Unholy Shockwave)

Itzal The Saint of the Stars' Cradle

ID #: 66670010

Itzal means shadow and protection.

Itzal, a flicker in the night. A watcher from the shadows, observing. It was what he'd always done, he and his partner, peering through the boughs of trees to watch the ever-shifting stars above. He'd always been there, in a way. Always lurking, always dreaming of the void that pulled at his very being as he observed what those who lurked by his side whispered to him. So many things were said here, around him, where he could pretend there was nothing beneath his talons. So many secrets, so many objects, all ready to be taken from the light into his careful grasp.

It wasn't always like this. He knew that much. It couldn't have been, for him to have a form that could be observed. Yet when he tried to think back, he couldn't recall a time he'd ever lived in the light. He didn't remember the way the sun felt when it burned into his back, his wings, his precious eyes. He didn't recall how it felt to sit so close to a fire it could catch his mane alight. He hardly recalled how smoke smelled from a newly dampened furnace. All he knew was that the dark was cold, yet welcoming, holding him like one would a lover.

He didn't remember when others began to notice him. When eyes would turn to the shade under the willow tree, squinting into the pitch as if they could somehow find his eyes staring back at them. He always thought it was something else, in the end. Some trick of the fading light causing their heads to whip around, peering at the treeline, making them light their wretched candles and horrid light spells. Just a trick, in the end, and nothing more.

That was, until one of those dragons spoke to him.

It was a quiet thing, at first. Whispered confessions, fears of what might be there, of what the future might hold. Of course it started with what was hidden in the dark, what beasts could be lurking beyond what their eyes could see. And yet, as time went on, it became more. Fears of what could come to light, of feelings left unspoken, of dreams and questions they never found the answers to. He hadn't thought much of it, though he did linger to listen every night.

Then they asked how it felt, to be surrounded by the dark.

How could he possibly refuse to share such a thing?

From the darkness he came, and into the darkness he returned, his first and most devoted follower in tow. To this day they talk in the dark, never alone. Not truly. He may not have felt it before, but to have another by his side, providing a prospective he hadn't considered before... truly, the darkness was a blessing. It served as a cradle to the softest light, a cocoon to the weariest limbs, and a shelter to all who seek it. Yes, she may have come from the light, her form forever imprinted in his mind, but she was his precious moon. One couldn't have a lovely night without a lovely moon or two, and perhaps a smattering of stars.

Alignment: True Neutral

Domains: Darkness, Shadows, Void, Lovers

Favored Class: Rogues, Warlocks, and Lovers; Favors all who don't fear the shadows, willing to either walk without light (or minimal light such as moonlight or starlight) or speak without knowing who one is speaking to (mostly void around the stars). Frowns upon those who avoid the dark or shelter in the light (natural light such as moonlight or starlight is fine, as they're "lovers in the void's gentle embrace" to him). Drawn to lovers, and will tolerate partners who stand against his main domain (such as sun worshipers). Claims such love is forbidden, but encourages all who follow him to chase after it regardless.

Descendant's Boons:

- Boon Name: Shadow Walker
Blessed by the void, children of Itzal and Zenia can follow in their footsteps. The encroaching darkness is a path, the world beyond it passing scenery and nothing more. They may find themselves seemingly teleported to other places in the world, teleported from one shadow to another on a whim. It's believed the strongest of their children have found themselves hovering among the stars themselves, but none of these claims have been proven.

- Boon Name: Embrace of the Dark
While most fear the shadows, children of Itzal and Zenia find themselves protected in it's embrace. Those who threaten these dragons will find they cannot follow them into the shadows, jumping at voices and always just missing them by a hair. While they cannot strike back without leaving this protective shield, and their siblings may find their way into their little haven regardless, it's said the strongest of their kin may have found a loophole of sorts. The darkness refuses to let them go, holding onto their forms like a literal cloak. Mastery of this cloak supposedly leads to exposed claws and hidden bodies, giving these descendants the ability to strike out without being struck back. These however, are just rumors, and have yet to be proven.

- Boon Name: Call of the Void
Some children take more after their father Itzal, finding they can hear whispers from the shadows themselves. Whether they're sitting on the path with their shadow walking, or cloaked in the embrace of the dark, those with a fondness for Itzal swiftly discover hushed voices of those around them can be heard directly in their ears, as if they were being told a secret. Sometimes, they don't know who's talking to them, though they can often hear of things they find interesting to them. It's said the strongest of these children may find their own shadow talking back to them, like a twin attached at the hip. This has never been proven, though some descendants have been spotted listening to their own shadows before.

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The twin moons of Sornieth hung over the nest of starwood birch and glowing leaves, faintly illuminating the four eggs nestled within silk drapes and glowing moss. A soft voice sings, adding yet another layer of silk to stave off the chill in the air. The flutter of wings causes the voice to pause, dark eyes meeting pale ones in the deep shadows of their little alcove. Murmurs of affection replaced the soft voice from before, whispers of the good fortune the speaker hoped for the four in the nest.

It was to these whispers, the soft music that came from a place none could truly see, that the four eggs hatched. Curious voices chirped in harmony to the shadows where they rested, their forms speckled with the very stars their parents held dear. Children of shadows, adorned with stars to flicker in the darkness, eventually made their way out of the nest into the darkness around them. Only they knew where the shadows would take them, though it was clear their parents wouldn't be far behind, forever watching over the children they'd brought into the world...

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