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Ledas

(#71409564)

Beware the frozen heart...

Familiar

Mistwatch Shellion

Energy: 39/50

Personal Style

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Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

2.57 m

Wingspan

4.13 m

Weight

272.15 kg

Genetics

Ice
Wasp

Ice
Bee

Ice
Capsule

Hatchday

Aug 05, 2021
(2 years)

Breed

Adult
Tundra

Eye Type

Ice
Uncommon

Level 1 Tundra

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Pieris
Neve

Offspring

none

Biography

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L E D A S

Channeler
Patient~Thoughtful~Clear-headed

"Heed not the words of the betrayers... head not the lies that they tell... For we all together are stronger... And we all shall drive them to hell..." ~Song of Anger, sung on the anniversary of The Exile.

Cool, calm, collected, and friendly, Ledas is a true Tundra. He is a regular, kindly face for all manner of visitors to The Cult's lands.

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B I O G R A P H Y

On the Night of the Cold Moon, in the depths of an Ice flight winter, a little egg was hatched. From it hatched a rare sort of dragon... a Channeler. Born to control their elements, Channelers are supernaturally powerful dragons who usually appear with the same or similar colors as their elemental Diety, as well. Ledas is just that sort of dragon.

As soon as he hatched, he was flown away in the depths of night. Chavi's seers had foreseen the birth of one such dragon, and had stolen his egg before he hatched. Placed at a meeting of ley lines to gain energy, and placed under the empty, endless sky, his captors whispered to him from the moment they had him. They whispered to him of the songs and the stars; of the Hundred Devotions a dragon can give to The Goddess. They read the Dea Aeterna Cartis to him; never stopping, never resting, instilling in him their fervent devotion before he even hatched. And then, when they returned him to his true home with The Cult, they sacrificed themselves upon Chavi's altar, to perform the greatest, and final, of the Hundred Devotions.

To say that Ledas (like the rest of the Channelers) is devout would be an understatement. Even next to the other particularly devout Cultists, the Channelers stand above all. Day after day, Ledas reads and commits to memory every word of Cult's holy book. Frosted claws stained with ink write line after sacred line, copying the words into perfect swirls of ink, in imitation of the gusts used by The Cultists to communicate secretly. Words flow into shapes; animals, murals, examples of Chavi herself, to be added into books and onto walls to beautify and praise.

"Swirl, now dip, now... No! Next is swirl, not twist! Keep practicing. Your words must be perfection. Nothing else is sufficient."

"Let me see this... Yes... Wonderful! You've come far. A fair tribute to our Goddess. Continue your work, and sing glory unto Her name always."

Thousands of words and thousands of hours blend together. Weeks on the road seeking ingredients for ink, years spent studying the process of book creation... All tie together. The process of creating an expertly illuminated, claw-calligraphed volume of the Dea Aeterna Cartis. The piece will, of course, be kept in the High Temple for High Priestess Chrysalis to read during ceremonies. Ledas' spirit is poured into this one piece. Years to go before it will be complete, and even then, secondary editions will sometimes be needed... his work will never be done.

Rich gold pours onto the pages, lightening the pages. Vibrant reds and purples show the lurid history of The Cult. Delicate shading gifts each page detail.

Unlike most other Cultists, Ledas, raised and trained in isolation as he was, prefers solitude. He meets with the other channelers and discusses issues with Chavi, but seldom attends the parties and galas The Cult is so famous for. This means that he focuses nearly 100% of his energy and power into his greatest project; the fabulous (and incomplete) Grand Dea Aeterna Cartis. Forgetting to eat and sleep isn't much good for a dragon, but similarly to the rest of the Channelers, Ledas does it anyway.

Most of the other Channelers prefer grander means of praising Chavi; that is, after all, why they exist. Ledas chose a smaller, but no less beautiful, means. This, of course, is a fact kept hidden from the Channelers. If they knew the fates in store for them... well, they probably wouldn't like it much, would they? They know their lives are to glorify Chavi. But the final of the Hundred Devotions... that's a lot for any Cultist, even the most devout.

True eternal servitude is more than just in life. It's both spiritual and physical servitude, from life into death, and into unlife. That is what the Final Devotion gives to Chavi. The glittering souls of the devoted decorate Chavi's feathers; beautifying her form, caring for the Halls of Splendor, and serving as grunt labor with their bodies after death. All of it is necessary, all of it is wanted, and all of it is what Chavi wants, and that's really all that matters.

Will he be made to perform that devotion? Someday. Does he know that? Not yet, at least. Hopefully, none of the channelers will know until the moment they are called upon to perform it.

He will contribute in his own way, that much is for sure. His entire life-and death-has been planned for him since before he was born. He has come to accept this regimented lifestyle, even though some of the other Channelers don't quite feel the same. He is not the fiercely independent Plague Channeler, nor the wild Fire Channeler.

His life is in Chavi's capable claws, as it always has been. His every breath is hers to command, and in her sight, he can be nothing but her little puppet. From hatchlinghood, he has been under her wing, and under it he shall remain.

The Dawn of the Eternal Day is coming. The Cult shall stand strong forever, undivided, as Chavi and her High Advisors lead it to glory. Each Cultist has their role to play; perfect pawns on Chavi's board. Plans are in motion, sliding ever closer to fruition.

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