nvm I just figured out his lore:
This is Kanah, a Plague raised Wind dragon. Her parents travel the scarred wasteland, selling their wares, and sometimes she returns home for a visit.
Perhaps on her travels, she comes across a young Kamon and it hits her instantly; this young mirror is her charge. Unaware of every sort of dragon kind that walks the wastes, she just steals him away back to her lair in the plateau.
There, she consults the only other Plague she knows, another mirror named Moira, a hardened warrior.
Moira, a dragon who had wandered away from the strife of the wastes, tired of living in the squalor, and thus very knowledgeable on the cultures found in her homeland, immediatly knows who Kanah brought back. She asks her if she knows what kind of dragon she brought back. Kanah shrugs, "a mirror i suppose?"
And Moira starts laughing, a true, all-is-lost, we're doomed, sort of laugh that bellows all throughout the cave. She calms, sighs a little then turns to glare at Kanah, "this is a Necromancer."
"A what?"
"A kind of devout dragon that hails the plague mother herself. They carry her illness, her disease; hoping to either overcome it or die trying, spreading it as they breathe their last breaths.
"This one seems to be in the early stages of the ritual, surviving the plague that courses through him." Moira hisses softly, "he might overcome it, but he also may succumb to it, and with that, we will all perish with him."
Kanah feels uneasy about it, but still, this child is her charge, and by the Windsinger, she will do anything she can to keep him going. So she takes him to the cliffs, and there they stay, waiting for whatever to happen, happen.
Moira ends up taking a shine to the boy, and decides that she might as well enjoy her last days alive, and takes to training him in combat.
Kanah shows her love in a strange way, she teases him endlessly. Tells him she can't have a weakling for a charge, when she sees him defeat Moira in a spar.
He ends up surviving the illness, the fact his guardian and his mentor care for him keeps him going.
He tells Kanah of the final trial; he has to pass on the illness to another and take it away.
Kanah stops him, "say no more, I will gladly take it on."
And he pauses, sorta pales, "no, no, what if I can't take it back? I couldn't live with myself if you had passed away because of me!"
Kanah sniffs, "well I wouldn't want my charge to be so weak. I'd be glad to have died."
Knowing she was just teasing him, he lays his head flat against her chest, mumbling something about how she's so mean to him. She just hums a lullaby and they sit there, basking in the glow of the setting sun.
The Final day comes, and they're ready. Kanah will be taking the plague from her Charge, and Kamon will be removing it from his Guardian. Hopefully.
This is Kanah, a Plague raised Wind dragon. Her parents travel the scarred wasteland, selling their wares, and sometimes she returns home for a visit.
Perhaps on her travels, she comes across a young Kamon and it hits her instantly; this young mirror is her charge. Unaware of every sort of dragon kind that walks the wastes, she just steals him away back to her lair in the plateau.
There, she consults the only other Plague she knows, another mirror named Moira, a hardened warrior.
Moira, a dragon who had wandered away from the strife of the wastes, tired of living in the squalor, and thus very knowledgeable on the cultures found in her homeland, immediatly knows who Kanah brought back. She asks her if she knows what kind of dragon she brought back. Kanah shrugs, "a mirror i suppose?"
And Moira starts laughing, a true, all-is-lost, we're doomed, sort of laugh that bellows all throughout the cave. She calms, sighs a little then turns to glare at Kanah, "this is a Necromancer."
"A what?"
"A kind of devout dragon that hails the plague mother herself. They carry her illness, her disease; hoping to either overcome it or die trying, spreading it as they breathe their last breaths.
"This one seems to be in the early stages of the ritual, surviving the plague that courses through him." Moira hisses softly, "he might overcome it, but he also may succumb to it, and with that, we will all perish with him."
Kanah feels uneasy about it, but still, this child is her charge, and by the Windsinger, she will do anything she can to keep him going. So she takes him to the cliffs, and there they stay, waiting for whatever to happen, happen.
Moira ends up taking a shine to the boy, and decides that she might as well enjoy her last days alive, and takes to training him in combat.
Kanah shows her love in a strange way, she teases him endlessly. Tells him she can't have a weakling for a charge, when she sees him defeat Moira in a spar.
He ends up surviving the illness, the fact his guardian and his mentor care for him keeps him going.
He tells Kanah of the final trial; he has to pass on the illness to another and take it away.
Kanah stops him, "say no more, I will gladly take it on."
And he pauses, sorta pales, "no, no, what if I can't take it back? I couldn't live with myself if you had passed away because of me!"
Kanah sniffs, "well I wouldn't want my charge to be so weak. I'd be glad to have died."
Knowing she was just teasing him, he lays his head flat against her chest, mumbling something about how she's so mean to him. She just hums a lullaby and they sit there, basking in the glow of the setting sun.
The Final day comes, and they're ready. Kanah will be taking the plague from her Charge, and Kamon will be removing it from his Guardian. Hopefully.
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