Lazarus
(#35224936)
Level 1 Ridgeback
Familiar
Searing Jackalope
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Fire.
Male Ridgeback
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Personal Style
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Skin
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Measurements
Length
19.13 m
Wingspan
14.29 m
Weight
6242.46 kg
Genetics
Maroon
Savannah
Savannah
Cerise
Safari
Safari
Spearmint
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Ridgeback
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
7
VIT
7
MND
7
Biography
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L A Z A R U S Formerly Logan, Once Possessed by the Fire Demon Surtr Flamecaller, Forgemaster, Wanted Killer and Fighter Depressed / Hostile / Committed / Loyal STATUS - Physically Adept, Subdued Magical Potential ETYMOLOGY - [ Lah-zah-rus ] The Greek name Λαζαροσ (Lazaros) is the Hellenized version of the Hebrew name אלעזר, Eleazar, which in the Septuagint appears transliterated as Ελεαζαρ. The two best-known Eleazars of the Hebrew Bible are the son of Aaron, the arch-father of all priests, and the son of Abinadab, in whose house the Ark of the Covenant resided. Both these Eleazars had brothers whom God killed for their inappropriate handling of the Ark or the sanctuary it was deposited in. RELATIONS - Any family relations were wiped from memory and existence long ago. BELONGINGS - An old broadsword made of whale bone. It has sharp teeth on the point, made for slashing. A talisman to ward off bad spirits, gifted to him by Belavariel. OTHER INFO - Dislikes conflict because he knows he'll probably win. Doesn't hate water, courtesy of being born a tundra. Eats more than fish at times, he likes anything he can get his claws on. BIOGRAPHY- ~ There is a nearly forgotten legend about the fire demon who slain a thousand dragons in one night, but those are just stories from scarred old forgekeepers to scare the young ones, or were they? The myth is real, very real, and Lazarus knows this best. He once was a simple tundra forge worker under the fiery Flamecaller, he has no memory of parents, so he just assumes he had none. This dragon, formerly named Logan, worked day and night to provide for him and his beloved, even though day and night were obscured by smoke and volcanic activity. It was an intensely difficult life, but it was the one he was born into. One terrible day, a tyrant took control of his platoon of forgers, demanding more and more finished metal items and longer days of work. Life became too much for Logan. he gathered with his close friends and seeded a rebellion, it nearly worked, but the tyrant heard of the treachery before the plague could be executed and ordered Logan to be killed, then thrown into the volcano to keep him dead. There was nothing anyone of them could to but watch as their brave friend's throat was slit and pushed into the mouth of the bubbling lava pool. Death was an odd feeling to Logan, it was numbness that enveloped the searing pain and disconnected him from everything, the first thing he saw was fire. A vast underworld, or more importantly, Hell, the wicked's afterlife. Logan was appalled, he was good, he tried to save his platoon from inevitable death! But no one would have a word of it. So he ran through a cave and down holes, up rocks and over crevices, tears clouded his vision, stunned in how he left his beloved and the only dragons he cared about. A voice spoke in his ear. I can bring you back. I can give you your hearts desire. Logan listened, favoring the fact that he could go back to his home. All I need is you, mortal Logan whispered to himself, a prayer perhaps, and accepted the offer, not before asking a question himself. My name? Well, my true calling is very long, but most call me Surtr All at once Logan could feel again, but was faced with strenuous pain, he wanted to scream, but he couldn't move. Only one word echoed in his head. LAZARUS He forgot his own name. Suddenly he was no longer Logan, he was reborn, he was Lazarus. It felt like his body was being torn apart at the seams, his neck elongating, wings spreading, and his spine felt like it was on fire. A thought that didn't belong to him thundered in his skull, What is it that you need from me, mortal? Lazarus thought of the tyrant, of his home being enslaved instead of worked, he wanted the tyrant dead and his friends free. As you wish Surtr, as he assumed, had control of his body, using it as a vessel if malevolent intention, and very malevolent indeed. Opening eyes that weren't his anymore, Lazarus discovered he was still in the lava pit he was thrown into. Surtr was delighted with a new vessel, now he could wreck some well earned revenge of his own, like on the angel who sent him to hell in the first place. He grappled with his new physical form, a ridgeback, and roared. Leaping out of the lava pool in an extravagant display, Surtr is topside once more. The castle of his vessel's enemy, the tyrant, stood before him. All he had to do was kill the puny mortal and then the real fun could begin. Surtr crawled out of the pit with fiery power spewing out of him like a volcanic vent, he could tell that his vessel was experiencing high levels of pain. But millennia in the depths of hell gave Surtr a very high pain tolerance. He leaped into the smoky air towards the tower, smoking and steaming with a bit of dark demonic shadows leaping off of his form. The tyrant never knew what was coming, Surtr faced him and revealed who he was. first giving him a mere slow death, but making it as painful as possible. His deed was done, the rageful fire demon smiled, the mortal world was not ready for the death and devastation that he wrecked that night. Everywhere he walked dead dragons littered his path. Many legions tried to stop him, but could not withstand the hellfire and fury. After the fun was over, Surtr took his new toy around everywhere he could. Playing with his victims and slaughtering families whenever he felt like it. but judgement would fall upon him soon enough. While on the border of the nature flight, three angels had come to slay him and send him back to hell. What they didn't know was that a mortal dragon was trapped with him, so there was no thought of any mercy. Though one of them sensed it, a mortal soul still hid within the demon. She ordered her comrades to only maim him, but they took it as disobedience to the higher powers. There was to be no mercy upon the devils and who housed them. Surtr was beaten, and in that moment, Lazarus took his chance. Taking control if his body once more, and fought the angels with all he had. Surtr's anger fueling his body and coursing through his veins like a wildfire. Most of the demon's power was thrashed out of him and sent back down to the underworld, but just enough to immortalize Lazarus. The angel who mercied him noticed the change, realized the mortal was in charge again, and announced him dead, lying to her soldiers to help Lazarus. Her name was Belavariel. The sudden realization of what he'd done came to Lazarus like a tidal wave. Blood, lakes of blood, seas of blood, was now in his hands. Theres no escape from what had occurred, and what his choice down under had happened to Sornieth. His will to fight flew from his grasp. All he wanted to do was tunnel underground and hide for eternity, so that is what he did. Going under the great forest to do what he wanted, forging weapons and selling them on black markets. He became inexplicably lonely, down in the caves it was often to quiet for his liking. He went to the surface to be discovered by Thoran and Gwenhyvar, they led him to their clan and arranged a meeting with Idavale. Las finally thought he could move on from his past, but a familiar dragon changed all of that. He realized the angel who pitied him was back on Sornieth as well. 
 
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