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Verbena

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Level 9 Guardian

Familiar

Kelpie

Energy: 0/50

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Length

14.53 m

Wingspan

17.73 m

Weight

7684.4 kg

Genetics

Eldritch
Petals

Grape
Shimmer

Royal
Smoke

Hatchday

Oct 01, 2016
(7 years)

Breed

Adult
Guardian

Eye Type

Plague
Common

Level 9 Guardian

EXP: 4041 / 21526

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Biography

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Verbena (Healer)

Verbena wasn't hatched from an egg; she was created. Under the half moon's glow, her ooze-covered claw grasped the rim of the cauldron she was born in. The first moment of her life was her hauling herself out and falling onto the cold stone floor of the room.

The ones that created her were a group of alchemists that strayed from the path of good. They all had the same goal: to create the perfect dragon. One that could fight, heal, use magic, and so much more. All at their fullest extent. But most of all, the dragon had to be perfectly obedient and follow their every command. From there, they would be able to create a powerful army that would only listen to the group, and use that army to take over the world.

They made many attempts to achieve this. Their experiments went horribly wrong, resulting in horrid, disfigured life forms that were swiftly disposed of. They met with failure after failure until one day, they were rewarded for their determination. That day was the day Verbena came to existence.

Training began immediately. She mindlessly followed the orders of all group members. Although she was a newborn, her strength was incredible. Her magic was flawless, and her healing could already treat major cuts and bruises. They were pleased with her results. They made sure to keep her within their base, and proceeded in making the next dragon.

By the time she was fully grown, the group had created a staggering number of dragons. The group's underground base was now a complex maze of rooms upon rooms. She was looked up to by the others as the original and the perfect role model. Despite doing the same exact procedures as they did with Verbena, the results weren't as good. Nevertheless, they were still "better" than the average dragon.

She never hesitated when obeying commands. She never bothered to think about why she was being ordered around. She never wondered why she should care about the lives of the individuals she killed. Why should she? If her leaders demanded it, then it shall be. They obviously know better than her, being her creators and all. Screams and pleads for mercy never fazed her. She just did exactly what she was told to do without question. Because for all she knew, that was her purpose in this world. That, and to protect the kelpie that always trotted alongside her. It is her best friend, her familiar, and most importantly, her Charge as a Guardian.

However, she had a dream. She wanted to see the outside world. Not even she, the perfect original, could suppress the feelings of curiosity, bewilderment, and awe she got from the stories she eavesdropped on of the world above. But she knew she was forbidden to.

So one night, after everyone had gone to bed, she quietly sneaked out of the base, and into the world. Instantly, she was struck with amazement. Underneath the twinkling night sky, she flew over a colorful land. Creatures made of feathers and fur pranced in the fields below. Plant life coated huge tracts of land in either lush green or exotic, bright colors. Then, she saw a small patch of bright lights.

Curious, she landed near them. It was a clan of dragons, and their rituals seemed peculiar. They feasted on more food than was necessary. A dedicated group tinkered with odd-looking objects to produce strange but pleasing noises. Most were performing strange, awkward movements in the open area, but they seemed to be having fun while doing so. All in all, it was an event where everyone was happy.

Then, one of them spotted her.

"I'm tired of death! I refuse to see anyone die in front of me when I know I can save them!"

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They taught her how to dance, how to sing, what it's like to have fun, and the feeling of being free. Verbena was reluctant at first, but she found the new experience the most exciting thing she had ever done in her whole life. It was strange at first, acting without a higher up's command. She soon discovered the feeling of being able to think and act on her own without anyone telling her what to do. When she said goodbye that night, she found herself reluctant to return to the group's base. She was addicted, you could say. Addicted to freedom. In just one night, she went from the most loyal servant to the most rebellious fighter.

Verbena made up her mind: she was going to leave the group for good. However, knowing their intentions, she knew she couldn't leave them be. So she formulated a plan. It contradicted how she wanted to live her new life, but it was the only way to make sure the group's plans could never come to fruition.

All she had to do was get through one more day of following orders. However, her mission for the day was to annihilate a nomadic clan that got too close to the base. She was furious. Of course, the day she was going to leave was to be the same day she had to commit another mass murder. Not that she hadn't done so already in the past, but she wanted to start a new life where she could finally stop taking innocent lives.

Their painful screams still echo in her mind to this day.

Her plan hadn't changed. In fact, the day's mission actually made it even easier. Her original plan was to find and dig up corpses. She tried as hard as she could to think of the fallen clan as a sacrifice for the greater good. After reporting back to the base, she sneaked out again, this time with her kelpie. She ordered her friend to stay in a faraway pond before heading back to the battlefield. She threw together the bodies of dead Imperials, and waited. That night, she flew back to the base with a three-headed Emperor wrecking havoc behind her.

Once Verbena was sure the Emperor had destroyed the group's members and its artificial dragons, she delivered the finishing blow to the monster. The army had done a number on it, which only proved how much they and the group had to be obliterated if their power was on par with one of the 11 deities. The Emperor's corpse fell atop the base's entrance, burying the dark cult's secrets once and for all. She burned its body and flew into the night, never bothering to look back.

When she arrived at the clan, they regretfully informed her they were not accepting any new dragons into their clan. They did not have the space to take in another newcomer. Although disappointed, she thanked them anyways. From there, she began her search for a new clan.

An unfortunate discovery she made during her search was the intelligence of some dragons. How can they live without a basic understanding of the Coatl language, or believe Sornieth is flat? She quickly learned she had little tolerance for the stupid.

Ever since she joined Rêves Infinis, she swore to devote her magic for the sole purpose of healing, and refused to see another dragon die in front of her again. After taking her vow, the incredible physique she once had slowly waned. She is known today for healing anyone she comes across if they're hurt, including hostile beasts and dragons from enemy clans. However, her magic cannot do much to cure illnesses. If it did, she would've started doing research on how to cure idiots with magic.

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