Charm

Charm; The Ripper

Charm is very vicious and brutal fighter, her original clan had secluded her away and when Pixel came across her she was being sold away for a very cheap price. Excited at the prospect of finally having a real team mate for the coliseum who could get them further in their training and exploratory endeavors, she rounded up all the treasure and various gems she could possibly scrounge from the depths of the furniture and quick selling off of things they didn't immediately need, offering up their meager change for the fierce, gore spattered skydancer, she was pleasantly surprised and more than a little happy when the clan Charm had been with prior accepted the offer, and in carting the caged skydancer home with the help of Darksoul, they tried to talk to her even as she raged inside the cage she was trapped in. Telling her about her future home, and things she could expect when she calmed down, though she didn't until Pixel finally had enough of her roaring, hissing and spitting and rented a large hose, and sprayed her down as they could neither get her out of the stupid cage, nor quiet her down.

Shocked by the tiny faes course of action Charm settled for a moment. She'd been so fixated with her fights and battles for so long she had nearly forgotten that her feathers could be quite so lustrous and soft, or for that matter the real color of the blood and gore spattered matted feathers. Clean, she also had the immediate attention of some weird little nerd off drooling in the corner who for days sat outside her cage to chat with her, even though she very pointedly said nothing back for weeks. Eventually, she finally felt the need to ask why in the heck he was so twitterpated with her, and kept coming to talk to her when she never spoke back. His answer was simply that she was cute, and looked lonely as he was lately, most of the dragons in the lair were a little intimidated by his intellect, and of her fighting skills and fierceness. With that comment she remembered awkwardly the things Pixel and Darksoul said they had brought her here, and was suddenly itching to go out into the battle field again. Yes, it was about time she got back out and had some real fun. Gearing up, she stomped passed pixel, grabbing her by the scruff of the neck as she passed and dragged her along, then hooked Darksouls arm declaring they'd be back, it was about time to get down to training and some good fun in the coliseum.

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With Pixels decision to move to arcane for a lair wide vacation, Charm found something new that really thrilled her. Dragon Bloodsports. Though her first round she joined was far from her being in good shape as soon as she heard they were taking entries, she jumped on the opportunity against Pixels judgement she let Charm go to compete. After the first day it was clear Charm had made an error of judgement in not staying home to rest and rid her self of a slight cold she'd been carrying for a couple days as in the arena it slowly got worse until she was forced to ask another dragon to put her out of her misery so she could go home and heal properly. Her second crack in the arena was briefly after getting over her illness, and she found herself lost and dazed too often for her comfort, again, opting out of the match a few days in, not confident in the return of her health, and on the promise to Pixel that she would do so should she feel even a little bit ill.

Finally, after becoming frustrated with her own impatience, she settled down, and begrudgingly stayed put and behaved for a while, brooding quietly and sating herself with plans and ideas for claiming the victors crown. Or at LEAST having a proper bit of fun. On her third appearance in the arena, with six kills, Charm bested the other dragons and claimed the crown as hers.

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Many long years Charm spent under Pixel. So long hhe protected the tiny fae female, serving as the clans biggest, and meanest protector. And yet some how she missed it. A sickness she never saw coming. Pixel in her careless wanderings picked up a contagion somewhere along the way. a germ of all things. And while the little fae survived, the outbreak took the live of many clan members. A germ. Of all things. Had it been nearly anything else she could have slaughtered it, removed it, dealt with it somehow. Hell as a germ of some kind Charm felt truely helpless and inattentive. She was a plague dragon. They were built to deal with such things. But no, instead she'd misjudged the situation and it had wiped out a large portion of her home. Her family members and loved ones gone in a strange and horrifying instant. Among them; her mate. Horrified, and feeling humiliated, Charm decided to leave. They had other fighters still living and what was she if not useless if she couldn't even stop such a lowly thing as a nasty little virus. It certainy didn't help that everywhere she looked among the clan, Charm was reminded of him. Layett gasping for air on his bed shortly after finding the cure that was just barely too late to save the male himself after how hard he'd pushed himself finding that stupid cure. And now he was gone. After a long and awkward talk with Pixel, Charm left the lair, to go to start anew. Darksoul and Sasuke pledging to follow her whether she wanted them to or not. Something of comfort she supposed, and probably better than being alone.