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Alii

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Is it even possible to continue to exist in these scarlands?

Crock

Curious Kettle

Energy: 50/50

Personal Style

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

6.52 m

Wingspan

6.47 m

Weight

797.02 kg

Genetics

Hatchday

May 31, 2021
(2 years)

Breed

Adult
Aberration

Eye Type

Plague
Common

Level 1 Aberration

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

Biography

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Theme

ALII
Ambitious, victimized, brilliant.

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GENDER / MALE
ALIGNMENT/ EVIL
OCCUPATION / ALCHEMIST
RELATION / Snare - mate
RELATION / Kaho - adversary
RELATION / Alia - ex

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Alii was taken into the fold as a potential mate for Kaho, when she became ready. When she refused and remained as she was, he abandoned her and nursed new resentment toward the Laospí. More than one life has suffered from Alii's touch and his power now stretches far, but his list of enemies stretches longer.

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Alii originates from Quarantine Zone #128. Once desperately unsure, he was a virologist's apprentice and devoted to the Plaguemother. He made the mistake of offering to help his mentor in any way he could; his mentor obliged by testing a new strain of viral symbiotic enhancement on him. The contagion reacted oddly with his ancient dna, resulting in damage to his parietal and frontal lobes. Curiosity became his gritty, constant mindset [the virus now leads his thoughts as much as he does]. In a few months, his toothed demands got him disciplined and deemed too 'fiery' to be trusted with such dangers found within the Quarantine Zone, despite his flourishing intellect.
Alii cursed his exile; that region held the best and most cutting-edge methods of research. He stalked the Wastelands searching first for knowledge, next for survival as time went on. His tortured superego, mottled with the virus's demands, kept him from doing base survival procedures with its shrieking panic. When Cameleopardis and her infant clan found him, he was coiled in a deathly, skeletal knot, muttering and starved. They took him in-- surely not for pity, he thought, but because they saw his brilliance. The curiosity was sated briefly with the onslaught of new dragons and he promised his skills to them in return for their protection; a mutual agreement. The clan agreed.
Some time later, the Monarch revealed to him he was accepted because he could be a consort for the Heir, Kaho, a progenitor mirror who'd founded the clan. His ambition was piqued and he made it his goal to cement his place as second-in-command. However, in their awkward courtship his intellect drove him impatiently forward. He got to work on potions, telling Kaho he would create recipes which would change her very being to match his own. She refused him, spurning his offers and declaring their betrothal dead. Alii was affronted, offended... crushed. Later, in his private sanctum, he swore to Kaho's ruin in unrequited, furious passion.
When Alia tumbled into the clan as a lost hatchling, Alii was quick to claim her as his destined. He shaped her with claws of ambition and jealousy, creating a loyal, spiteful monster who was his only choice for a mate. They laid a nest together, but Alii was as dispassionate a father as he was a partner, caring only for his experiments and knowledge. The children left as soon as they could. Always the seeds of mutiny grew in the dark of his heart, and on a day of solitary gathering, he found his opportunity.

He alone saw a plucky pearlcatcher fall into the Wyrmwound, flailing desperately with arcane flashes and shredding cries before disappearing into the flesh-eating muck. Surely she had died, but what if... Alii dashed back to the Laospí, searching for Nytus, a foolhardy mirror and Kaho's most trusted ally. He convinced Nytus to 'rescue' the poor pearlcatcher and show the Plaguebringer his resolve. Surely Nytus, and anyone he took with him, would be rewarded. The idiot agreed and, to Alii's unexpected delight, included Kaho's fiery daughter Snare in the group. Alii gave them a round of potions-- designed to 'protect them from the airborn pathogens'-- and led them toward their doom.
The Wyrmwound waited, belching deadly prions and hungry bacteria into the sky. Alii led them close to the edge, noting the smallest hints of sluggishness to show his drug was setting in. "She got marooned on a rock," he lied, gesturing to the titanic ring of goop below. The dragons peered over and, with a sudden lurch, Alii knocked them into the Wyrmound in one fell swoop. Bellatrix predictably tried to put up a fight, but Alii had nearly doubled her dose and the nocturne fell, catatonic, to drown with all the others. Alii hovered, watching their small figures plummet and breathless from his own vindictive glee... until he saw a faint figure moving along the shore far below. As if sensing his presence, the thing-- could it be a dragon? it had two heads!-- looked up sharply and locked eyes with him. Those arcane eyes, gleaming from a darker pelt... it reminded him of the pearlcatcher he'd seen at the start, but was unlike any dragon he'd ever seen or heard of before. It held Alii's spellbound gaze while the other head looked back to the surface of the Wyrmwound where something was heaving beneath the surface. Like a hot knife through butter, a thin head emerged, followed by a second one in the same coloration as Nytus. Panic clenched Alii's heart, and he stared destruction in the face before the virus in his brain demanded to know more of this new transformation. There was only one good way to find out. He wouldn't die. Before Nytus had a chance to see him, Alii darted around the corner, took a breath to steady himself, and threw himself into the viral lava.
Alii is the only one who remembers what happened clearly. The others listened with foggy memories to his recounting of their valiant rescue and the Plaguebringer's boon. Rhea, the first aberration, has yet to disclose how much she knows. The others all believe him to varying degrees, from Snare's subconscious hatred to Nidi's airheaded acceptance, but whatever their feelings for him the aberration pack is a loyal one. The Wyrmwound changed more than their appearances, and Alii is no different. His split heads now manifest his split personality; his original mind is calmer and more sophisticated than his virus, who now owns an entire brain to itself. It is nearly constantly talking, murmuring out new observations and questions with Alii's quiet head its only filter.

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