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Hazmat’s birth was an unusual one. Her egg, stemming from a clutch bathed by magic in the Sunbeam Ruins, started out like any other. There was, however, something her parents didn’t pay enough attention to: The cave they had chosen to brood over their eggs used to be the lair of a serpenta, and there were still leftovers from said creature’s natural venom on the floor of the cavern. Unfortunately, it was Hazmat’s egg that came into direct contact with it and it was already too late when her parents realised their mistake. The egg shell had become soft and all hope for the life inside seemed to be lost… Until a glowing green claw tore through the leather-like shell.

Hazmat’s inner magic had managed to protect her and preserve her life, but it hadn’t been able to shield her from the venom’s effects completely. Her maw oozed toxin, her touch was highly caustic and glowed with radiation, and her wings fumed from the poison. Her parents were terrified of this peculiar wonder of nature. They raised her but sent her on her own way as soon as she was old enough to fend for herself. On her travels, Hazmat discovered that she has a talent for working with metals, being able to polish them to an almost unnatural sheen with her venom.

This talent finally led her to the Everforge clan. They offered work and refuge to the Nocturne, and she accepted it gratefully. Through her the ores of the clan reach a quality that makes them searched after all over Sornieth. When she is not working in cleaning ores, Hazmat enjoys sitting on one of the mountain peaks and observing the colourful hustle and bustle down below. She has found peace in her new home, and she wouldn’t have it any other way.