Killian
(#67534258)
Who'll get left behind?
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Disappearing Pisces
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Shadow.
Male Veilspun
This dragon is an ancient breed.
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
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Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
0.45 m
Wingspan
1 m
Weight
1.17 kg
Genetics
Obsidian
Fade (Veilspun)
Fade (Veilspun)
Shadow
Web (Veilspun)
Web (Veilspun)
Orchid
Firefly (Veilspun)
Firefly (Veilspun)
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Veilspun
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
8
AGI
7
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
5
VIT
7
MND
5
Biography
☙| K i l l i a n |❧
Everybody wants to see the worst in you,
shadowed by the actions of the path you can't undo.
Biography
"A couple of eggs don't just disappear," a dark-scaled ridgeback exclaimed, practically frothing at the mouth with aggression. Exasperated with his company, his pacing back and forth became more erratic with every step. He'd already broken or smashed whatever laid around him, and he was currently attempting to reign in his temper before someone got hurt.
Those in his company looked on with mixed expressions of distress or determination, not knowing whether to placate him or leave him be, lest they wind up as good as dead. Only the imperial next to him seemed unphased by this tantrum, her cool gaze watching her spouse with an unreadable expression.
"Herja will find them," she assured, her cryptic tone leaving no room for argument, "of this, I have no doubt."
"No doubt?" he spit rhetorically, rounding on his better half with ill contempt. "Ha! Even you can't promise that, Peyton. Ridiculous! I have half a mind to rip the Guard to shreds; they let this happen under their watch!" He slowly turned his gaze on the dragons that crowded them, particularly towards the stern captain of the Umbral Guard, his eyes promising retribution.
"Are we not just as responsible?" she quickly countered, rushing to place herself in front of him lest he followed through with his threats. "It's our nest, Urban. Our nest, and our responsibility. I was right there the entire time, and they were gone before I could even blink."
The ridgeback paused and looked, really looked, at her then: the shallow swelling underneath of her eyes, the hollowness of her face, the gauntness of her expression. The disappearance of their eggs was affecting her worse than she was letting on and Urban scoffed, both in anger at himself for making things difficult and at Peyton for her façade, for whose benefit he did not know.
"Peyton is right," the source of Urban's ire stepped out among the company of the other guards, her face betraying no weaknesses for him to exploit, "We will find them. I swear it."
His spines widened in barely-concealed abhorrence. "You'll regret it if you don't," he promised her and stalked off towards the edge of the Tangled Woods, intent to search for their missing clutch.
Toska and Killian were cursed.
Killian knew this because he was asking his older brother Cassiel why the Guard so often followed him or Toska around, and Cassiel said he heard some dragons talking about it through the tangled vines, because they were cursed and therefore a liability to the clan.
Toska either didn't notice or pretended not to notice the rumors, but it'd always bothered Killian. Turns out, there was more to the story than them being cursed by the Veilspun, but it wasn't Cassiel's place to digest those details, and Peyton never liked to talk about it.
I don't care what they think, Killian told Cassiel that day, angrily stopping off. It was the furthest thing from the truth, but it bothered him more than he'd like to admit. He wanted the clan's respect and acknowledgement, not their off-putting, quiet stares.
Weary of the Guard that always followed him around, Killian ended up joining their ranks. He was a spellcaster, and a powerful one, too, but the thought of joining the Umbral Coven left him nonplussed, where Cassiel would just find creative new ways to annoy him.
That's how Killian found himself apprenticing underneath of Herja, the captain of the Guard and a master Shadowmancer to boot. It was a rocky relationship in the beginning, the skydancer acting more like his babysitter than a teacher, but she warmed up to him over time, acknowledging his skill and potential.
Breaking the unspoken rule, Herja was the one to tell Killian of their past history, how him and Toska had been stolen from their nest as mere eggs and were later found by the Guard- hatched and healthy, but somewhat different from their other siblings. After all, she'd been one of the dragons in that search party, looking for the missing clutch. It was the reason why she was so wary to take on Killian as her apprentice.
"The Veilspun changed you," she said that night on patrol, "but I don't think it was a curse, I think it was a blessing. Besides, you don't even know what a curse really is."
She lifted her wings slightly for emphasis, showing him the vines that wrapped around her body, digging into her skin. The affliction of the Umbral Curse. Seeing her in a different light, Killian grew a newfound respect for his mentor.
"I just don't understand why my parents couldn't tell me this," he muttered.
"In our clan, there is power in words. Particularly names, but even sometimes just by talking about something, you are inviting it in," Herja explained, "and I know your mother worries that the Veilspun may decide to take you away again, so she doesn't talk about what happened."
Killian decided then and there that he would determine his own fate. "I guess Toska and I have to get stronger, then."
Oh, there must be a way to understand the things you do
without getting too close to you.
Friends & Family
Everybody wants to see the worst in you,
shadowed by the actions of the path you can't undo.
|
Name: Killian
Gender: Male Age: Young Adult Love Interest: ??? Clan Affiliation: Clan Abyss, Clan Umbra Occupation: ??? Hobbies: ??? |
|
Biography
"A couple of eggs don't just disappear," a dark-scaled ridgeback exclaimed, practically frothing at the mouth with aggression. Exasperated with his company, his pacing back and forth became more erratic with every step. He'd already broken or smashed whatever laid around him, and he was currently attempting to reign in his temper before someone got hurt.
Those in his company looked on with mixed expressions of distress or determination, not knowing whether to placate him or leave him be, lest they wind up as good as dead. Only the imperial next to him seemed unphased by this tantrum, her cool gaze watching her spouse with an unreadable expression.
"Herja will find them," she assured, her cryptic tone leaving no room for argument, "of this, I have no doubt."
"No doubt?" he spit rhetorically, rounding on his better half with ill contempt. "Ha! Even you can't promise that, Peyton. Ridiculous! I have half a mind to rip the Guard to shreds; they let this happen under their watch!" He slowly turned his gaze on the dragons that crowded them, particularly towards the stern captain of the Umbral Guard, his eyes promising retribution.
"Are we not just as responsible?" she quickly countered, rushing to place herself in front of him lest he followed through with his threats. "It's our nest, Urban. Our nest, and our responsibility. I was right there the entire time, and they were gone before I could even blink."
The ridgeback paused and looked, really looked, at her then: the shallow swelling underneath of her eyes, the hollowness of her face, the gauntness of her expression. The disappearance of their eggs was affecting her worse than she was letting on and Urban scoffed, both in anger at himself for making things difficult and at Peyton for her façade, for whose benefit he did not know.
"Peyton is right," the source of Urban's ire stepped out among the company of the other guards, her face betraying no weaknesses for him to exploit, "We will find them. I swear it."
His spines widened in barely-concealed abhorrence. "You'll regret it if you don't," he promised her and stalked off towards the edge of the Tangled Woods, intent to search for their missing clutch.
Toska and Killian were cursed.
Killian knew this because he was asking his older brother Cassiel why the Guard so often followed him or Toska around, and Cassiel said he heard some dragons talking about it through the tangled vines, because they were cursed and therefore a liability to the clan.
Toska either didn't notice or pretended not to notice the rumors, but it'd always bothered Killian. Turns out, there was more to the story than them being cursed by the Veilspun, but it wasn't Cassiel's place to digest those details, and Peyton never liked to talk about it.
I don't care what they think, Killian told Cassiel that day, angrily stopping off. It was the furthest thing from the truth, but it bothered him more than he'd like to admit. He wanted the clan's respect and acknowledgement, not their off-putting, quiet stares.
Weary of the Guard that always followed him around, Killian ended up joining their ranks. He was a spellcaster, and a powerful one, too, but the thought of joining the Umbral Coven left him nonplussed, where Cassiel would just find creative new ways to annoy him.
That's how Killian found himself apprenticing underneath of Herja, the captain of the Guard and a master Shadowmancer to boot. It was a rocky relationship in the beginning, the skydancer acting more like his babysitter than a teacher, but she warmed up to him over time, acknowledging his skill and potential.
Breaking the unspoken rule, Herja was the one to tell Killian of their past history, how him and Toska had been stolen from their nest as mere eggs and were later found by the Guard- hatched and healthy, but somewhat different from their other siblings. After all, she'd been one of the dragons in that search party, looking for the missing clutch. It was the reason why she was so wary to take on Killian as her apprentice.
"The Veilspun changed you," she said that night on patrol, "but I don't think it was a curse, I think it was a blessing. Besides, you don't even know what a curse really is."
She lifted her wings slightly for emphasis, showing him the vines that wrapped around her body, digging into her skin. The affliction of the Umbral Curse. Seeing her in a different light, Killian grew a newfound respect for his mentor.
"I just don't understand why my parents couldn't tell me this," he muttered.
"In our clan, there is power in words. Particularly names, but even sometimes just by talking about something, you are inviting it in," Herja explained, "and I know your mother worries that the Veilspun may decide to take you away again, so she doesn't talk about what happened."
Killian decided then and there that he would determine his own fate. "I guess Toska and I have to get stronger, then."
Oh, there must be a way to understand the things you do
without getting too close to you.
Friends & Family
| Killian's twin sibling, Toska. He was sad to leave them behind, but convinced Toska that it was for the best. Neither of them ever felt particularly attached to Clan Umbra, and Killian resolved to get a fresh start in his life. |
| His mentor, Herja. |
| His older brother, Cassiel. Both Toska and Killian were born with great efficiency over Shadow magic, and for a time it seemed they were destined to be the next Nightcallers to join the Umbral Coven. Too bad they never really cared what other dragons thought of them, which Killian always loved to spit back in Cassiel's face, who was often the one always trying to recruit them. |
Notes:
- Lyrics from "Brother Song" by Circa Survive.
- Dusk rose art assets by Poisonedpaper.
- Pixel art by Stormdragon.
- Lyrics from "Brother Song" by Circa Survive.
- Dusk rose art assets by Poisonedpaper.
- Pixel art by Stormdragon.
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