Born on a day that doesn't exist, Seer was an all white Skydancer hatchling.
Not long after leaving the nest, she began to develop skull-splitting headaches.
After a short assessment by the clan's healer, her parents took her to the very edge of Rotrock Rim, as close as they dared get to the Wyrmwound, and beseeched the Mother of Rot to help their daughter.
Blackened vines began to creep out from all around her as they wailed, and when a large pustule began to rapidly form beneath the hatchling, the vines whipped around her wings and legs to hold her still. Surprisingly calm at her sudden bondage, the young dragon lowered her head to the pustule that had risen up beneath her, the contact causing it to burst. The vines held her safely above the newly created crater of plague and rot, but the supperance had coated her in a viscous slime.
As it dripped off her, her parents could see that it was staining her once-snowy plumage. The dragonet shook the last of the goop from her head, and looked at her parents.
Struck completely dumb, it was several minutes before either one could tell her that the Plaguemother had indeed blessed her, as her once very normal, regular eyes had transformed into an eggy cluster of radioactive "eyes" across her face. The staining of her scales from the slime remained, and has creeped over more of her body as she grew older.
Her parents named her Seer, for her headaches had also transformed into visions, as yet indecipherable, but still preferable to the head-splitting agony she had previously endured. One day, a visiting Aberration from a nearby Shadow clan offered to foster Seer, as she was also a creature transformed by the Wyrmwound.
Seer was hesitant to go until Figment (not being a natural Abberation, she only had one name for both heads), told her that her clan's denmother is quite undead, and she would love to have another plagueling around to remind her of home. With everyone reassured that Seer would be well cared for, and that she could visit anytime, the two Wound-afflicted headed east and out of the plaguelands.
Babs has indeed taken her under her wing, so to speak, and Seer is starting to think she might like it here.