Collin
(#75115196)
Level 1 Imperial
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Energy: 43/50
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
21.96 m
Wingspan
14.57 m
Weight
8059.92 kg
Genetics
Shale
Stitched
Stitched
Shadow
Toxin
Toxin
Oilslick
Stained
Stained
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Imperial
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
Gotta admire how he had a whole career as a villain in Mm. Never thought of it but with his ETI Protection System he was pretty much unbeatable.
-Where was I?-
Collin hatched before disaster. A day or more within the royal hatchery, a cult had hit the castle. Thieves, defilers, cretins.
He was taken with a few of his nested cousins. The clutches of the cult were around him, and he himself was too young to escape. He was kept in their nursery, thank 11, the keeper was kind, an adoptive father to those who were stolen away, or hatched. Collin took to his comforts immedietely.
Collin had remained for weeks. They tried to teach him the ways of the cult, how the The Chosen One was all he needed, all he’d have to know of. He was to fight for them, but he never could bring himself to lift the weapons they tried to provide. Eventually, they stopped trying to make him.
Within the final week, he was being saved. Armies from his grandfathers realm had come, along with scouts. He was going home.. he wasn’t quite the same as he was had he been brought up in the palace. He was quiet, and shied away from people. His family didn’t seem like his own. The deities they worshiped almost seemed like frauds. Why was he seen as the weird one?
Belnan and Ariadne kept him from the public most of the times, as the young boy needed his privacy. But no child of Belnan's is weak, and his father pushes him on fighting trainings, trying to get him to pick up the weapons and fight, like they did. He couldn't; he was too frail to anyway. He also cried a lot, being a very sensitive creature.
He was afraid of the darkness, because when it was dark, it was there. It was some sort of a dark silhouette staring at him from outside the window. He always kept a torch on in the nights. Maybe this is an incarnation of The Chosen One. He was always watching the young Collin, and if the torch went out for any reason, it could enter the room. Collin felt better with his parents at night often. They keep the monster out of the window even when it's dark. It only picked on him when there was no one else around.
He started developing a fondness for little clay figures. His grandmother, the queen, Holden, brought him gifts of soft clay he could build his little people from. He put them all around his room, insisting that they will protect him.
He was not getting happier by any mean. Mother and Father has been good to him, mostly, and Belnan even carried the child around his neck like a scarf. But there was always this distance, this discomfort. The Chosen one wouldn't want him with those dragons, even if they were his "family". The deities still didn't make sense to him. There had to be a singular source of power, and that must had been The Chosen One. Right? But Father couldn't answer those questions; he always got upset that Collin was asking.
He heard them talking many times, about him. He still didn't know how to fight. He still was a crybaby, and he still saw that monster in the darkness. Maybe he brought the monster to haunt the residence. But he couldn't protect himself; he couldn't seem to grow up, obsessed with his clay figurines...
So when the monster attacked, he thought that Mother and Father must be so relieved that he -- a burden -- was gone.
Collin, the rescued prince from that damned cult, went missing just two days after Nabooru's death, never found alive again. Search troops nearly tore Sornieth apart trying to find him.
That was also the final straw breaking Belnan and Ariadne's marriage, as the couple fought over whose fault it was that Collin was gone. They assumed that their child ran away -- it must had been Belnan, being impatient and demanding to Collin's battle training and dismissive to his love for clay figurines that caused Collin to snap. No. It must had been Ariadne who spoiled the child and let him go deeper in his detached thoughts and weird obsession that enabled Collin to leave home for the "real direction".
Three weeks after the two parted, Belnan found the mangled, freshly killed corpse of his child in his living room, blood spilled for a display, eye widened in fear... No one ever figured out what took him and killed him.
-Where was I?-
Collin hatched before disaster. A day or more within the royal hatchery, a cult had hit the castle. Thieves, defilers, cretins.
He was taken with a few of his nested cousins. The clutches of the cult were around him, and he himself was too young to escape. He was kept in their nursery, thank 11, the keeper was kind, an adoptive father to those who were stolen away, or hatched. Collin took to his comforts immedietely.
Collin had remained for weeks. They tried to teach him the ways of the cult, how the The Chosen One was all he needed, all he’d have to know of. He was to fight for them, but he never could bring himself to lift the weapons they tried to provide. Eventually, they stopped trying to make him.
Within the final week, he was being saved. Armies from his grandfathers realm had come, along with scouts. He was going home.. he wasn’t quite the same as he was had he been brought up in the palace. He was quiet, and shied away from people. His family didn’t seem like his own. The deities they worshiped almost seemed like frauds. Why was he seen as the weird one?
Belnan and Ariadne kept him from the public most of the times, as the young boy needed his privacy. But no child of Belnan's is weak, and his father pushes him on fighting trainings, trying to get him to pick up the weapons and fight, like they did. He couldn't; he was too frail to anyway. He also cried a lot, being a very sensitive creature.
He was afraid of the darkness, because when it was dark, it was there. It was some sort of a dark silhouette staring at him from outside the window. He always kept a torch on in the nights. Maybe this is an incarnation of The Chosen One. He was always watching the young Collin, and if the torch went out for any reason, it could enter the room. Collin felt better with his parents at night often. They keep the monster out of the window even when it's dark. It only picked on him when there was no one else around.
He started developing a fondness for little clay figures. His grandmother, the queen, Holden, brought him gifts of soft clay he could build his little people from. He put them all around his room, insisting that they will protect him.
He was not getting happier by any mean. Mother and Father has been good to him, mostly, and Belnan even carried the child around his neck like a scarf. But there was always this distance, this discomfort. The Chosen one wouldn't want him with those dragons, even if they were his "family". The deities still didn't make sense to him. There had to be a singular source of power, and that must had been The Chosen One. Right? But Father couldn't answer those questions; he always got upset that Collin was asking.
He heard them talking many times, about him. He still didn't know how to fight. He still was a crybaby, and he still saw that monster in the darkness. Maybe he brought the monster to haunt the residence. But he couldn't protect himself; he couldn't seem to grow up, obsessed with his clay figurines...
So when the monster attacked, he thought that Mother and Father must be so relieved that he -- a burden -- was gone.
Collin, the rescued prince from that damned cult, went missing just two days after Nabooru's death, never found alive again. Search troops nearly tore Sornieth apart trying to find him.
That was also the final straw breaking Belnan and Ariadne's marriage, as the couple fought over whose fault it was that Collin was gone. They assumed that their child ran away -- it must had been Belnan, being impatient and demanding to Collin's battle training and dismissive to his love for clay figurines that caused Collin to snap. No. It must had been Ariadne who spoiled the child and let him go deeper in his detached thoughts and weird obsession that enabled Collin to leave home for the "real direction".
Three weeks after the two parted, Belnan found the mangled, freshly killed corpse of his child in his living room, blood spilled for a display, eye widened in fear... No one ever figured out what took him and killed him.
Collin, baby, why --
he's saved!!
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