Vitomir

(gonna put this serthis form before lore)
(also note he needs a large lore update. Cause hes missing what happens between merger and the whole disaster )

art by annobethal
and his true appearence in dragon form because he gets himself hybridized

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Birthplace: Mate(Kitc only)/Crush (anytime outside of kitc:

Personality Many would call Vitomir insane and dangerous. Of course, he doesn’t see it that way himself. He greatly prides himself on his experiments. Most days, he spends hours in his lab, performing less-than-moral tests on his ‘subjects’. He is often aloof but, when he does encounter his clanmates, he tends to boss them around. Personal Hoard Reinforced Glass Beaker Transmutation Reinforced glass beakers can safely handle a variety of unstable concoctions. 0 Irradiated Alchemical Reduction Transmutation These materials have boiled down to a small quantity of glowing crystals. 0 Imbued Sulfur Transmutation Highly unstable, it is recommended to store imbued sulfur in a lead-lined chest when not in use. 0 Antique Oil Lamp Trinkets Dusty, rusty, reliable. 41 Cerdae Sparkle Organics Cerdae shed has fallen out of favor as a light source in recent years. Recent acquisitions of the material produce a sickly red glow. 48 Smolderpetal Plant Easier to gather than the speckled fire lily, this hardy flower tastes absolutely divine after a good roast. 37 4 Corpsemaker Ivy Plant This plant protects itself with a powerful poison condensed into just a few of its leaves, rendering them useless for photosynthesis and purple in color. Eat the green bits with care! 29 3 Soylent Red Meat This reddish wedge of matter is super tasty! No, really! It does not smell weird at all! EAT IT. IT IS SHAPED LIKE A DRUMSTICK. 18 8 Ashfall Bat Meat While most bats are active at dusk, Ashfall Bats emerge from their caves as volcanic ash rains from the sky. 20 2 Subject 01 Subject 01 is not so much a familiar as he is one of Vitomir’s most prized experiments. Subject 01 was once a Serthis but has since been transformed into a lowly Croaker. He has also been modified to spit acid and have a longer-than-average lifespan. He listens to Vitomir’s commands without question and often aids him during his experiments. However, he is often sickly and emits a constant radioactive glow.

(NOTE vitomir is a weredragon lore at bottom of this page for this so is about everyone in the first half of page one in my lair )

There are beings in the world that love the role of a god, creating, destroying, evolving, or turning. Those of which, some should not dare to cross. One being who loves his work but despises puny beings who think they are worthy of crossing or even double crossing him. Though, I would advise to think thrice, not twice about crossing Vitomir as your life and your self-being may alter at the blink of an eye. Vitomir, a genetic alchemist who loves turning his enemies into animals. And just about anyone is his enemy, it could you, me, or a stranger just passing by.

Some would even say Vitomir is the Devil, himself but with god-like powers when he is in his lab. He may be creating a new species of beings, concocting a different chains of viruses , or even deciding what fowl animal his next victim should be. Every being inside and outside of his clan should fear him, dare not cross him, but rather agree with him and submit yourself to him; because you wouldn't want to become another animals' food or his next lab project.

On another note, he does; in fact, keep track of all the beings that have crossed and double-crossed him... Names, DOB, & animal being. I dare not to say more, as I also fear I have said too much... (Lore by Neiran)


the workshop was quiet. dust motes swirled in the rays of
late afternoon sun.
the village was hot- the thatch roofs baked beneath the
oppressive orb of fire.
but the one place where one could find a breath of cool air
they wouldn't step foot in if their life depended on it.

the shop was small but elegant- vials of chemicals lined the
smoke-stained walls and test tubes glittered in their
ivory holders.
each table was meticulously clean and every paper neatly
stacked.
the windows, while still clean, were streaked with unidentifiable
clear residue, like a hand had been swiped down and the
glass never wiped properly afterwards.

lounging in a wicker chair in the direct path of the floor fan
was a mint green dragon, relatively unnoticeable save for
his eyes- like molten lava, smoldering in the base of a volcano-
he blinked, and his lids slid lazily over the flickering dark depths.
his hands rested, clawlike, on the chair's arms, and every so often
he ticked out some careless rhythm on the weave.

from a back room, something made a sound like a moan-
a low, groaning sound like the water letting out of a dam.
the dragon's eyes snicked open and stayed that way, as he
rose and made his slow way to the nearest table.
laid on top, in perfect condition, was a file folder with three crisp,
neat pages of script on them in columns.
he ran a nail down the page, and made a sound of satisfaction at
seeing what he was looking for.

he went to the back door and opened it.
just within lay a dim room filled wall to ceiling with stacked cages.
inside the nearest were a cluster of small hogs, sweating and
snorting- the animals in all the cages went quiet as he entered
and looked around.
at the far end was a cage holding what appeared to be an animal
that was part deer, part dog- its hips were too high, its stomach
sunken and sick.
it continued to hiss and whimper and snarl as he walked towards it.

he knelt beside the cage and placed one hand on the bars.
the dog-thing snapped at him and withdrew, eyes wide and white
and careless.
the dragon watched it cower impassively.
"that comment wasn't worth it, you realize," he said,
tilting his head as he spoke.
"some things should just remain unsaid. like your mother
would once have said- if you don't have anything nice to say,
don't say anything at all."
he tapped a finger alongside his nose, smiled, and stood back up.
the dog-thing lunged forward, desperate, panting, and he
kicked it back into the shadows of the cage.

"relax. you're halfway there," he said.

as the door closed behind him, the cages began to make noise again.
every one, without fail, making noises eerily similar to words.

(bit of lore from yours truely below. i want to write a transformation story for all my weredragons)
Vitomir was a young green king cobra serthis who was skilled in alchemy. He wished to figure out a way to turn one creature into another. It was quite possible this would help in the war between the beastclans and the dragons. There was one person he knew could help ... the harpy esen she was one of these rare beastclan members who had the very ability to shapeshif into their greatest enemy the dragons..

He had found himself visiting the girl often. maybe if he could get her to pass the curse onto him he could get a much better chance to study it...

He would decide to make the journey to the dragon clan the harpy resided in. not realizing this would likely be his last time seeing his tribe. he set off to head to the windflight territory where the clan esen had taken refuge in was. it was over a weeks travel from his home .

Upon entering the cave the clan leader narfi had been again stationed at the entrance. she was a very small imperial but at the same time many times bigger than vitomir himself. she could easily crush him though she was very attentative "oh its you vitomir. I assume to see esen again. Wait here. you know your not allowed inside"

Soon a beutiful black white and brown skydancer would come out of the lair "Vitomir your here.... to what do i owe this visit. im sure your here looking into your reasearch no?"

"Yessss once i again ive made this journey... though i wish to make a new request... I-I um... Wanted to know if there was any chance you could pull through on that little thing we talked about a few weeksss back"

"so thats what your here for asking about the passing on the curse.... Of course id be more than willing to but my counterpart on the other hand probbably would refuse because of the many unfortunate side effects that often occur to those who are cursed... of course i assume that dosnt matter to a scientist like you"

"of course"

it was almost in an instant the dragon had lunged forward at Vitomir to quick for him to react. Pain... and then nothingness

It would be a few hours later when he would wake up. Esen was no where to be found. In fact he wasnt even near their lair anymore. the next thing he noticed was how much pain he was suddenly in . especially on his sholder. checking it only revealed a bite mark.

another sensation was that he felt like something was caught in his throat and this feeling like he had to throw up. it was only mommments later that he did. well not really it was mearly a dry wretch.

This would go on for several minutes though causing him even more pain then he already was in. Though eventually something did come up. One last heave and a coughing fit later. A somewhat large pearl had shot out of his throat...

a pearl? how the heck did that thing get lodged in his throat. He would pick it up out of curiosity. He felt that the pearl was something of great importance ... though it was large it wasnt as big as the ones hes seen some dragons carry around... wait could it be....

A suddent headache had come down upon his head dropping the pearl mommentaraly to clutch his head though upon doing so his fingers encountered to protrusions on his forehead... horns? he grabbed the pearl again. he was able to sort of see his reflection in it and indeed he did have two horns in a row .

"I can't go back like this.... if my clanmates see this its over... You know what I don't need them though . I've always been better than them in everyway . why should I go back anyway?" he chuckled a little.. before he realized what he was saying. better? he sounded so narcasistic had he always been like that? he shook his head again for a momment

nothing else seemed to be different other than the throbbing headache he had... though he wondered does this all mean that perhaps esen had actually done it? what had occured to him to leave him like this? he would likely have to figure it all out in the morning. Though if his suspisions were correct he seemed to now be part pearlcatcher... its the only dragon that had a pearl like this though said pearl was on the small side. smaller than that he would see a pearlcatcher hatchling with. before he went to sleep he would pull out a potion which would be a painkiller he could take and drank it.

over the next few days he would stay in the area he had been left in. taking notes on everything that was happening to him and leaving notes for his other form for when he transformed. knowing well the other form wouldn't have his memories but would likely share his ideals...

He had been having many urges over the time since his change that were much similar to that of a pearcatches tendancies. feeling the urge to eat more plants and insects over the meat his kind would usually eat, being more self centered, and wanting to maintain the pearl he now carried arround feeling it is a huge part of who he is. Though he was able to resist these urges at the time.

That was until the night of the full moon. When one of soreniths moons rose and was at its fullest suddenly pain surged throughout his body. His body coiled up from recoil from the pain. .. it was time finally... a grin had showed on his face even through the pain.

the first thing to star changing would be the lower half of his body. his long serpentine body was shortening and pain would specifically be centered around 2 spots just a little bit back from where his snake half started.

Two protrusions would start to extend out of these two points on his body only to be what he would assume would be his backlegs soon. He would try to write down as much about the transformation as possible while he could taking great intrest in every detail.taking note that the scales around these transforming parts had taken a lighter green pattern that darker as it went down. and eventually the ends would split up into three toes and the heel whch was in the air when he put his foot down testingly making it digigrade a bit of fluff had grown

... it seemed the limb development was lesspainfull then it hadbeen at the start. perhaps because they had yet to develop the nerves? or was it the fact his mind was starting to become a haze? His pen had dropped out of his hand. focusing on the writing was getting harder for him by the second not because of the pain but because of this sort of haze.

though even as he was trying to keep the focus his transformation would continue swirl like markings appearing at his hips and soon his tail had shrunk to a fraction of its original size. the end developing a large tuff of fur. striped markings would cover the entirety of his tail

At this point he had entered a trance like state. Only now semi aware of what was going on.

The light green would now spread up to his human half and as it did his body was starting to shrink down himself. his back was getting a soft scalled pattern to it and his underbelly had a much lighter green to it

The it reached his arms. which would shift downwards. Two of his fingers would merge leaving 4 digits a thumb and 3 other digits on each of his hands. the arms just like the back legs would get darker as they went down from the sholder to the claw tips.

Next up was his neck which would lengthenmore fur growing in a course mane on the back of it as his normal hair would completly disapear leaving the course green fur behind.

soon the transformation would get to his face which would begin to extend outwards as his ears lengthend becoming the much more mobile pearlcatcher earsand two long whiskers would grow outwards from the fron of his his new face.

The transformation was almost done but one thing was very much missing from it. But soon two protrusions would come of his back. A membrane developing with it as it extended to make two more limbs. multiple long fingers growing out of it a green membrane attatching them together and twoards the ends a dotted paturn apppearing on the said membrane.

after the whole thing was done the pearlcatcher colapsed

About an hour later the pearlcatcher woke up again lost and confused. Why was he here ? where was he. .. he was completly alone with no one. he wrapped himself around his pearl for confort

he would remain like this for a bit...... surely someone would come find him right .

Eventually someone did find the you pearlcatcher. a dark green pearlcatcher///

(this story kinda continues in twisters bio? kinda sort of theres not a written story like this but it explains what happens after so)


Vahid would be settling down in his den he wished to write another letter to Shadowfax. He couldn’t really visit her. Jean and her clan wouldn’t let him in. Though as he thought about this he felt a presense show up. Not close to him it felt distant but he would imidiatly recognize who it was. “Krystal what is it? I’m busy”

Within momments a 2 legged reature stood before him. A human as he ha learned over the multiple times she had visited here. “I thought I told you to refer to me as master… Though it seems Vahid. You havn’t been working on what I told you and Vitomir to work on. You even locked away twister who was very important to it. What are you going to do though when the future versions of you suffer because of your incompetice…” There was anger in its tone.

She was much smaller than he was but he did not let that deceive him. She was more powerfull than all the deities combined “I don’t quite remember it that way. I’m pretty sure you only told Vitomir I was just along for the ride. Its also your own fault hes gone because you gave us the method to lock away souls. Honestly with your power to see across the timeline and visit you should’ve seen this coming in hindsight.The two of you ruined my life.” he had let out a low growl at the last statement.

As he growled Krystal had drawn out the swor and his growl had turned into a bit of a whimper. How could something so small make him fear with such a small weapon.

“Remember you shouldn’t of existed. A fragment of his soul come to soon due to being a weredragon.Maybe. I should restore your memories of your past versions then maybe you would be much more willing… I’m sure the original Vitomir would enjoy coming back into the spotlight for the first time in a long time. Would be more than willing or maybe getting your memories back will just make you more willing” Suddenly the human who was just standing there was now a dragon many times his size. Much bigger than even the largest of imperials in sornith.

Suddenly one of this large dragons claws was resting on him. “Krystal… I MEan m-master” he was hesitant. And now was getting nervous. A pearlcatcher shouldn’t act like this. “Please don’t do that… What of Shadowfax ?”

“Shes the reason you put us in this mess in the first place. Maybe your have the bravery to change her now hmm?” there was suddenly a glow coming from krystal’s claws and
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Vitomir was in his lab. Progress was slow on the Newest experiment. Though the project had to be finished. He was on a deadline and he was getting payed handsomely for this entire mess. The world needed his work. It needed perfection and this was the first step .

He just needed to complete the last few steps and then they would be on their way to complete perfection. What he had found while investigating the genomes of humankind were strange.

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Vahid had woken up to about half his clan staring down at him. His head hurt like hell. It felt like a stampede of tauros had trampled over it… Tauros? Nevermind that he looked around at his various clanmates. “What are you all doing staring im fine . If you value your lives . Leave me alone.”He had growled out that phrase. It had come out much more agressive than he intended. It had taken the crowd of dragons aback to see him so much more demanding.

One dragon Ansgar was suddenly taken aback. He seemed to have a look of fear in his eyes as he was clearly remembering what Vahid was like prior . back before he met shadowfax. “V-Vitomir.” With that one word suddenly everyoe had realized what was going on. A relapse?

This fear was imidiatly noticed by Vahid and then the mention of the old name and now there was a bit of realization… and with that realization he stood up. “I’m going to my den. “ He would then hurry back to his den before anymore damage could be done.
Though the momment he entered his den the headaches had come back ten-fold causing him to once again collapse. Memories started flooding in. Memories that weren’t his but at the same time were? They were the memories of the past coming back to him memories of lives before… Kinda like that dream he had when he was out. What the heck had his master done to him? Master? … Again with these phrases hed never use.
/ So your my current incarnation or the pretender of the incarnation because you used out knowledge wrongly to close him out. Well good luck trying to keep the memories out. Well it seems its too late to anyway you’ve angered master and nowyou will beome slowly lose it and then. I think I might have some fun./ There was another voice in his head. It sounded like the man he was in the dream though?

/yes well of course my memories would come back first they are of course they are the most import to helping master afterall.. Ah well ill leave you now. Well not truely leave you since we are now bound. But ill leave you to your becoming of a true version of me one who would be willing to help our master. Maybe one who will let me take control hmmm?/
No of course he wouldn’t let that happen so easily… he could. HIS PEARL right . As long as it wasn’t tainted his memories remain he could be reminded of who he is. Though as he thought tthis the headaches returned. And suddenly his vission started to blur and darken.

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Vitomir would wake up. For the first time in years he was free. He glanced around the Den… Maybe he should use this time to restore his serthis form and restore the ability to transform? With the originals knowledge they could fix some of the issues with the weredragons… But first things first. He hooked a claw around the pearl that was at his side…. He only had about an hour as he was still bound. But the impact of the memories was clear on the body. Pearlcatchers have a huge onnection from their memories to their gem. So he should easily be able to transfer them into his gem alongside the effects.

Even as he spoke though the memory flood beared down on him as well. Though he was much more willing to accept it than that fool. Quickly he started to get to work producing the mucus to include the new memories into his pearl. It was his pearl afterall he was the one who produced it not Vahid.

It would only take half the hour he had to get the pearl all shined up and nice . Its size had considerably increased and the headache had dulled somewhat but was still present. He would then walk into the lab room on the other side of the den. There was a new lock on the door. Like that would stop him he now shared their memories. Quickly he would crack it and get into his lab. “Its been a long time…”he got rid of all the experiments? He really had changed. Well he’s going to be back to doing it soon. Over the next 20 minutes he would work at creating the required potion recreating the werepokemon syrum for weredragons. Searching the lab quickly for one of his hairs or scales from his serthis and eventually finding a sample in one of the cabinants “You sad fool why would you keep it if you never wanted me to come back?”

Lastly before he let himself slip away he drank the potion and grabbed the nearest notebook. Writing a note for Vahid as his body started to transform quickly back into his serthis form ‘Vahid you thought you got rid of me? Well i guess this will be the very last note you’ll have from me because after the merger you and I will be one and the same. But hopefully after this you won’t disrespect our master anymore. Also i guess I should tell you. You can transform willingly now. Your welcome”

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Vahid would once again wake up. Was he going to keep fainting ? He looked around he was in the lab… He rarely goes in here anymore. Wait… Was he lower to the ground. After a few seconds he also realized… He couldn’t feel his legs well his back legs where were they? He also felt paper under his hands. Picking it up he would imidiatly see the problem… Those werent his hands they were human hands or beastclan hands depending on how you looked at it… Was he in Naga form? Wait Naga? No they are called serthis here. He keeps getting his words mixed up.. Also here? Augh these memories were messing with his head.

The note was from Vitomir. The Serthis who was his otherform not the Vitomir who comunicated with him. Discusssion about merger. Wait his memories were in there too? He attempted to search his mind but was only met with more pain. Right the whole headache thing. It was still there…. “I’m running out of time… I need to send a warning to Jean’s clan. He would quickly start writing having the pen and journal which Vitomir left behind. “Dear Jean. I know this is on short notice but if you see me. Either as a Serthis, Human, or dragon or any other form I may take. Please lock me up or try to . Something is very wrong… Something akin to a relapse of how i was early on when Vitomir first transformed… but much much worse.”

He then focused for a momment. Just as the note said he could transform. Quickly his dragon form would return to him in an instant. Which let him breath a sigh of releif…. Though also made him curious. The serthis form seems to be Vitomirs original serthis form. It didnt have the many growing dragon traits that had pilled up over the years the only thing that had been there were two spikes on his chest reminscent of… Ack he had to focus on gettting the letter out to Jean. If he got sidetracked there was a chance it would never get to her and with it no hope of protecting sornith. His pearl was also now tainted. Wait tainted? How did he know that he hadn’t even checked it.. Was that Vitomirs memory?

No matter he ran over out of the lab and made a dash for heralds den. “Hey grunt messeger can you take this letter to Jeans clan?” Grunt? The heck was he saying he has never called his clanmates grunt… they were his equals not a lower rank.

“Vahid are you ok? You’ve been worrying the clan for the last few days since you colapsed. You havn’t been outside your den since and you threatened your clanmates whenever we checked on you.” the spiral would ask while taking the letter from Vahid.

“It’s none of your buisness Grunt just get that letter over to the lightfearing you hear me ? Unless you want to be experiment feed” He would say in a quite threatening tone. Before he even realized what he was doing… he was doing what herald had said he was doing. Also a few days he only remembered a few hours of it. Had others that weren’t Vitomir taken over? Or had time just passed and he did things subconciously because he was in so much pain.

“Y-yes Sir… Sorry sir” Herald imidiatly flew off away from Vahid as fast as he possibly could he was terrified of him

Vahid blinked. Surprised at the fact he basically ran away from him then he realized . his headache was actually starting to fade. A grin had formed on his face without the concious though to do it. It was a menacing. The kind of gr that would put fear into anyone who glanced upon it. Like he knew what you were plannin in advance and knew had the advantage.

“well well well seems I dominate once again. You didn’t even put up much of a fight you would think someone who also had experience in mind control would be able to defend it but it seems not… Surely you have noticed your near complete lack of control. In fact the only reason im letting you do this. Is to turn them into pawns for our future empire. Our knowledge combined sornith will be ours.” A chuckle had come out of the dragons mouth. “Well I guess I shouldn’t say you. Its us now. We are the being known as Vitomir…. “ He would notice there were other dragons about the area as well Sweetness and Arrix had been there. Likely having dropped off their mail recently.

Arrix was a decendant of Naomi. Supossedly created by an error in the timeline. They shouldn’t be in their world as they were a accidental creation of the observers. A glitch in the system that should’ve never existed. But they dont seem to hurt the future in any way so master had decided to leave them. “What are you two looking at miss fabric tear? And you silly grunt? Hmm? Would you two also like to become an experiment? Im quite curious what would happen if i messed with you fabric tear” He looked over at Arrix . Both dragons gave a nervous glance before Arrix quickly took flight trying to make a run for it likely trying to warn the rest of the clan that Vitomir had reawakened.

“Trying to escape. Perhaps warn the clan. We wont have any of that.” almost in an instant he had used magic creating a forcefeild around them preventing the dragons from escaping. Wondering to himself why hadn’t he before used his large magic reserves because it seemed it was always twister using the magic “Too bad you joined the clan after the requirement to change all clan members to shade touched was removed. That would make this so much easier but.” he would unclip a potion from his belt. It was a type of paralytic but they probbably didn’t know that. The first one he threw it at was sweetness who actually was trying to charge him. But would quickly fall over as it took effect. Arrix was falling cause she accidentally hit the forcefield full force and was easily taken care of.

Soon he was draging off the bodies of the two dragons all the way into his lab. Locking the into the cages of the lab before locking the door behind him. Next he should go pay a visit to mother likely. Mother was top priority for masters plans after all.. Though as he approached the gates to the jail the gaolers would step in his way. Atrastia and Sharptooth.

“Vahid your not allowed near twister under order of the clans council because of the incidents starting at the begining of the week. You are going to have to wait till the next execution to visit her. Because your presense is required there with the original runners of the games being out of commision” Atrastia would say in his monotone sort of voice.

So the clan really feared him now. So much so they would lock him out of his duties until futher notice?.... The gaolers were alot bigger than he was. He reached twoards his belt but a blast of the gaolers freezing cold breath would come by him. “You dare interfear with me?... Your going to regret this later"