Annalise

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Contaminate Ability Stone Infects the target with a contagious rot. Has a chance to apply Virus. (Target takes damage from restorative abilities.) May only be used by plague dragons. 600 Required Level: 12

Current Status: Healthy Current Age: Middle Aged Time of Birth: First Frost Mate: Asimov Relatives: none Friends: none Charge: n/a

Gene Plans: Complete Occupation: Virologist Likes: Her work, observing patients, writing. Dislikes: Being kept from her work, the goddamn cold. Hobbies: Observing patients, even after hours...

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- Adult Biography



Annalise is a virologist who initially specialized in the surprisingly varied array of diseases that could be contracted in and around the Wyrmwound. She became notable not only for her dedication to her work, but stringent hygienic practices that left her miraculously unaffected by the miasma of disease she worked within.

At some point during her early career she opted to have her antennae docked, as she realized that the suffering of her subjects patients was impacting her ability to work.

After refining a cure for a particularly painful strain of the Gembond disease (Bubonic Gembond, colloquially known as brittlewarts or glitterweep,) she began to attract attention for her work.

This led to her being contracted by Amberspire as Head Virologist.

Though she was initially under the belief that she would be living on the castle grounds, after a week’s stay and several meetings with the clan’s true head she agreed to relocate to the remote outpost and underground laboratory the clan founded deep within the Snowquall tundra.

There, alongside only two one other, she works on diseases far too dangerous to keep near any large group of dragons.

For cures, surely.

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A recent research-related tragedy led to the death of her fellow scientist and mate, Asimov. This left Annalise with only one research assistant, and no "family" to speak of in or outside of the facility.

She threw herself into researching the imperial's body, and never took a moment to show any sadness for his passing - only obsession with the how and why.

Unsettling, even for her.

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