Ekali
(#714940)
Your Destiny is Your Only Purpose
Familiar
Clouddancer
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Energy: 49/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Arcane.
Female Guardian
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
17 m
Wingspan
13.13 m
Weight
10376.07 kg
Genetics
Obsidian
Clown
Clown
Silver
Seraph
Seraph
Obsidian
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Guardian
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
8
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
Under a broken Sky, all that glimmers is laid bare...
Ekali, Thorn Before Time, Eldritch Lord and Enforcer of Destiny
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The Tale The Fractallian plains were once a kingdom, in ages when writing and inter-species clans were new and intriguing. When wealth was controlled by kings, before the days of commerce and technology, before the Tidelord disappeared and the ancients showed themselves. These days were days of magic and might- of kingdoms, castles, the construction that left the ruins in light's domain and the tomes the gaolers study for a chance at understanding the past. This is the time where Ekali was born- born from not an egg, but a dream carved into stone. A town in a southern plain, overlooking the sea on light's border; a place that was once a town, then a city, now ruins hewn in mystery. But first; they were a town, with a church to pray to the Lightweaver, and a single pearlcatcher male with a iron claw tip to scratch, his pearl curled in his tail and stone tablet in hand. The lone drake was writing a wish; as a worried and paranoid sort, such as his species still remains, he wished for a way to know his future in detail. A way to never have to wonder or fear the fog of the future, to know if his choices were the right ones forevermore. Perhaps the gods were seeking some entertainment, or perhaps the Arcanist took mercy; perhaps the wild magics of the world took the carving in hand. But as he wrote and set the tablet down, a static ran from his arm down his tail. Jumping, his head whipped around to see his pearl- The words, reflected, etched into its surface. He looked back at the tablet, and it was blank. Back to the pearl, the surface was losing its gloss and turning rough- back to the tablet as it bore a loud CRACK and shattered, back to the pearl- Not a pearl anymore. Empty shards of shell and a hatchling, cloaked in white feathery down and glowing arcane eyes. Dazzled and in bewilderment, the pearlcatcher picked up the child- afraid, yet... reassured. Something wasn't right, but it was an unnatural comfort. He looked into the guardian's eyes- goodness, she was small- and saw back everything. Everything he was ever going to do, everything he was ever meant to do, every point he ever made a mistake and every moment he spoke from the cosmic script of his destiny. Even the very moment he called on a miracle and hatched this creature; this youngling, whom he dropped to the temple floor as he reeled from the information. The hatchling who shook out the impact with an unnatural ease, sitting and curling her tail around her talons. This was the child he dubbed Thorn; though in the language of old, this was spoken as Ekali. An immortal being, definitely a dragon and definitely something more; an eldritch being at the least. She was a dual blessing and curse on the city; mistakes could be avoided and true loves could be found! Disasters foreseen and handled, dragons told to comfort their loved ones in the moments where it mattered most. The rage she flew into when someone listened to her speak of woe and tried to avoid it. The terror as, gazing in her eyes, the future is a fleeting moment before an eternal blank. The sorrow of being told to say goodbye to your loved ones. The dread of impending disaster that cannot be avoided. Fate is fate; it does not care for your petty beliefs and emotions. The town prospered under her dictation, everyone firmly aware of what they should do to meet their lives. Dragons unhappy with her predictions usually left the city, and curious souls travelled in droves to meet the perfect prophet and discover what destiny really was. Every dragon had a destiny, laid out by birth; they were drawn to this path, forever entwined with it, but could be pushed or stray from it. An experienced enough fortune teller could lead them on or off this path if they trusted those instructions; a being such as Ekali, record every moment of the rest of a life, any life she ever met. As she grew, she was given gold and jewels, luxury and a throne. What else would a goddess deserve? She told them a decade in advance of her own destiny's calling to move on across the world, alone. Yet they still forgot and wondered where she'd gone, what they'd do without her. To the plague lands, where she was hunted; to the arcane lands, where she was studied and welcomed as incredible kin; then again onwards, towards the freezing yet filled lands of the Reclaimed Glacier, before it was so impassible and eternal. Miles inland from the northern coast sat her new home, the medium sized kingdom of Haverspoke and its fantastical riches from the gem mine it sat on. The king welcomed her as she spoke of her tale, amazed to hear of the prosperity of his kingdom's future. This king, Earthen, was one of many to follow Ekali; but, unlike her other homeland, this world was much less appealed by the thought of a predetermined life. Some of the kingdom joined her following, formed a cult; the rest hated her. For good reason. Her following was deeply devoted to her, calling themselves Destiny's Acolytes. They were her missionaries, giving future predictions to those who needed steering back on their path and causing events to happen that were foretold. In rare cases, Ekali would catch a glimpse of a dragon overdue for their own death; and her minions? They'd correct the issue in under a day. Destiny triumphed all. The regular citizens apart from her cult didn't yet have the motives and reasons to remove her from the lands until she, on a hushed night's meet away from prying eyes, at last announced the catastrophe that would end the kingdom's reign forever along with most of the lives inside of it. The castle's weight, in addition to a warm summer's day, would cause a portion of the glacier to slide and collapsed the entire main street and castle into the oh-so-close gemstone mine, just outside the eastern gate. This horrified her followers, including the king; in his vanity and pride, he couldn't bear to see such a thing ever occur. No, it couldn't occur; it had to be stopped. She turned her head slowly to meet his eyes in that night, her snarling teeth barely visible in the candlelight of the basement meeting chambers and her supernatural senses setting her anger ablaze. How could one of her own, in that moment, choose to leap from his road? The king had sway she didn't, and set a bounty and manhunt on the head of the Acolytes he was once a part of and Ekali herself. The cultists were driven out or imprisoned, Ekali knowing it was her own fate to reveal herself to the kingdom once they were found. Now, she wasn't really a god; she wasn't perfect and she wasn't all-knowing, on purpose. To entertain herself, Ekali chose to leave some of her own future in the fog, lest she give in to temptation or despair. This was a terrible point to do so, as she did not realize her sentence was death. Death, for the eldritch being that cannot die. They tried 7 methods. Drowning, fire, blades; the wounds occurred but she felt no pain, and blood never stopped flowing. Eternal rivers of those sins terrified the town, and a solution had to be found! This thing- no, this couldn't be a dragon. Maybe even the shade, maybe the shade was the thing that made her this way. They decided if they couldn't kill her, they needed a prison where she could talk to nobody and be far enough away for no magic to penetrate. Some wanted to take her to the frozen fortress, but many were afraid she had more secret followers and would escape on the journey with their help. They had to handle this at home. A deep tunnel in the gem mines had been discovered and deemed unsafe for work, the underground air pocket ready to collapse in at any moment. Ekali was bound with the thickest chains the town had until she couldn't even speak, let alone move, and was tossed down into the pit alongside the declaration of her crimes and for the sealing of her stony prison. She slid and tumbled down, down, deeper and deeper until eventually a tiny cavern filled with water accepted her as its inhabitant, the splash unheard from the condemners above. Then, the tunnel's entrance was sealed off via fire dragon's heat and several tons of rock, the wall completely solid. She couldn't reach anything. Her magics to visit dreams, sense dragons' futures, do anything at all- it was all stuck with those walls of stone. As years turned to decades she grew weaker; she spent more time asleep, not needing to breathe, eat, or drink. Sunk in the bottom of the cold pool, her lungs filled with water at all times. To all intents and purposes, this eternal discomfort and isolation was a form of death. Several decades, and her foreseen calamity came down on the heads of those she used to reach for. Most of the population was killed or injured from the earthquake-level shudders and sinkholes collapsing into the mines, and Ekali could feel the tremors even from her prison. The rest of the population above fled, and some poor castle workers and miners actually found themselves trapped inside the mines with the broken castle blocking the exits. That was a smug satisfaction; her last one for... Centuries. Centuries came and went without as much as a flicker of hope. In fact, there was a frustration born of the few lifeforms she could sense through the rock as the survivors trapped below kept surviving. The destiny of the kingdom was that everyone would leave or die within a decade, but some damn stubborn dragons had found a way to exist in little tunnel pockets, even as the entrance froze into the Sky and the surface was forgotten. The very existence of the generations after with the Subterrainian dwellers weakened Ekali even further, and in her depression and helplessness she fell into hibernation. She never woke up from it. She still has not, as she no longer possesses the strength to do so. She used to function on a near infinite scale of power, but it has drained so far over the centuries by her neglect of her duties that she is left with almost nothing. Without someone to enforce the destinies she foretold, she would die before seeing the next 100 years. That was when black thorn vines cracked the cavern wall, and Serene- a prideful and studious coatl- found the immense power signal she'd been feeling through her plant's roots. A vastly powerful and living thing, sealed so deep in the rock? A marvel, a curiosity, and perhaps an answer to both of their problems. Ekali was able to reach Serene in a dream after such close contact and they struck a deal; Serene would get her glorious destiny in full detail, know exactly what was to come and never again be surprised or unprepared. She was told of the development of the Subterrainian clan decades in advance, able to take full advantage of the positions it offered. She would also be taught and gifted chunks of power; spells and abilities. In return, Serene was to follow Ekali's instructions and care for her dying body until it passed, Hence the existence of the Eternal Grove and the minions the two of them have summoned or created to maintain the space. After so long, it is a kindness to be cared for... But Ekali was never one to give up her pursuits. After all, she was made for them and them alone. Now, with the opening created by Serene, her abilities can reach again. She doesn't dare risk showing herself in dreams while she's still so vulnerable, and she knows she will not be able to sway another subterranean dragon to her side. But her aura of influence is no longer blocked by stone, and has flowed to sprawl over the entire territory; both clans affected at all times of the day and night. A dragon's destiny tends to be enforced by the universe itself, it seems... With the constant subtle push, dragons find themselves slotted into their destinies handily. Is that the only reason some suffer as they do? Yes. The Subterrainian's power structure and the Fractallian's various misfortunes are all caused by a divine being who believes not in the infallible strength of mortal lives but in the compliance of their souls to the writings of an unforgiving fate. But passive influence alone is not enough to completely confine a dragon to their path. No, this would not do. But only time will tell if the eldritch being will someday rise like the Sonerith sun, again with the dawn of a magical and fated world... |
The Subterrainian
The collection of souls was never destined to exist at all, yet there they stand without a care in the world! Their very presence is a massive weakness to Ekali, or at least was until Serene began to enforce the proper paths on her clanmates in secret. But after centuries, anything can be forgiven. Now they are nothing but a failure on her part, and her efforts. A reminder of how she was destined to fail at her very purpose. Yet those little mortals can't be blamed; they don't know better... They are permitted to carry on while Ekali slumbers. If she were to wake? Well, that would be a different story... |
The Fractallians
Ekali's senses don't stretch far enough to see most of the Fractallians. The majority of them are on track with their destinies, and don't ping on Ekali's innate sense of wrongness. However, one of them not only is so powerfully off track as to be sensible, but the signature of her future fate is even... Familiar... It's something old. Something Ekali struggled to remember in clarity. But it tastes like home. |
Relations
Serene, the Fated Daughter
Serene, the old coatl- she's only rivalled by her own master in terms of magical knowledge and life experience. Her foreseen destiny is to serve Ekali in her eternal hibernation for close to three centuries, growing in power and carrying out Ekali's will, until the day Ekali passes on. Then, Serene will inherit everything- all the powers, the ability to see other's destinies, the eternal life Ekali was supposed to have forever. Serene, Ekali's little warlock, is happy to oblige and listen to her master's will for as long as it takes. Ekali... Doesn't hold the same agreement with this fate.
She was meant to live forever...
Serene, the old coatl- she's only rivalled by her own master in terms of magical knowledge and life experience. Her foreseen destiny is to serve Ekali in her eternal hibernation for close to three centuries, growing in power and carrying out Ekali's will, until the day Ekali passes on. Then, Serene will inherit everything- all the powers, the ability to see other's destinies, the eternal life Ekali was supposed to have forever. Serene, Ekali's little warlock, is happy to oblige and listen to her master's will for as long as it takes. Ekali... Doesn't hold the same agreement with this fate.
She was meant to live forever...
Eternal Life Waning, Destiny Spells Death
Ekali's strength came form enforcing destiny and realigning drakes on their paths. For eons she's been tucked away underground, eventually forced to hibernate as to not starve her boundless reserves after she was imprisoned. The energy required to wake back up safely would be near infinite, the pure energy of an atom bomb in scale. As she sleeps, she cannot regenerate her own stores- meaning eventually, she will cease the ability to do any function, and die. Even as an immortal, she will die... Unless somehow, she were to get energy that rivals the twin minigods' combined strength.
Ekali's strength came form enforcing destiny and realigning drakes on their paths. For eons she's been tucked away underground, eventually forced to hibernate as to not starve her boundless reserves after she was imprisoned. The energy required to wake back up safely would be near infinite, the pure energy of an atom bomb in scale. As she sleeps, she cannot regenerate her own stores- meaning eventually, she will cease the ability to do any function, and die. Even as an immortal, she will die... Unless somehow, she were to get energy that rivals the twin minigods' combined strength.
The Prime Betrayer, Matir
Ekali can feel when someone has royally shifted their path away from their destiny. Such things cause her immense distain and anger, only tempted by millennium of patience. The more important the destiny, the stronger the feeling. As of the past year in her slumber, she's felt the strongest sense of wrong she's ever had before, from a spiral living on the surface; a spiral dodging her destiny by any means she can, such an important destiny as to be crucial for the dance of the gods and of nature itself. Yet she just. Sits there! Up in the snow, pretending she isn't wholly aware of her mistake! Ekali can't stand for this- no, action has to be taken no matter the risk to Serene, and their various minions. Such an offense could never be let go of...
But there's a second motive and a second betrayal Ekali had kept...
Ekali can feel when someone has royally shifted their path away from their destiny. Such things cause her immense distain and anger, only tempted by millennium of patience. The more important the destiny, the stronger the feeling. As of the past year in her slumber, she's felt the strongest sense of wrong she's ever had before, from a spiral living on the surface; a spiral dodging her destiny by any means she can, such an important destiny as to be crucial for the dance of the gods and of nature itself. Yet she just. Sits there! Up in the snow, pretending she isn't wholly aware of her mistake! Ekali can't stand for this- no, action has to be taken no matter the risk to Serene, and their various minions. Such an offense could never be let go of...
But there's a second motive and a second betrayal Ekali had kept...
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