Pandora
(#30025621)
Level 1 Coatl
Familiar
War Flight
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Energy: 48/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Female Coatl
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
7.96 m
Wingspan
8.15 m
Weight
978.9 kg
Genetics
Coal
Poison
Poison
Oilslick
Hypnotic
Hypnotic
Grey
Thylacine
Thylacine
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Coatl
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
7
DEF
6
QCK
7
INT
7
VIT
5
MND
6
Biography
  
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Pandora
Afflicted 
See Ghost's Bio for Prelude
Origins - Pandora was standing on a forest clearing amidst a circle of huge basalt standing stones. She could feel Ghost trembling beside her. Would they be chased away like so many times before? When they had arrived at this place, she and Ghost had been granted hospitality. They had been in a terrible state and the great guardian that had found them had been sympathetic. Every clan they had encountered so far on their long journey had turned them away. News of the virus had spread and they were all afraid she and Ghost might be contagious. Now, they were standing before a council of dragons. They had never made it this far before, most other clans had just chased them away on sight. This clan called himself “Clan of the Forgotten Sanctuary” and Pandora hoped with every fiber of her body that they might find sanctuary here themselves. They would not last very long otherwise, the harsh life of homeless dragons had taken its toll on their frail bodies. “You have come to seek refuge here but there are some who speak against your plea. They are afraid of the virus you are carrying and the consequences it might bring. Thus, I have convened a meeting of our council to discuss whether your request will be granted or you have to leave our clan’s territory.” the clan leader, a mighty grey mirror female said. Fahlyn was the leader of the clan, together with her mate Antafes, a huge and grim-looking guardian but he was not sitting on the council. Besides Fahlyn, there were five other dragons on the council: A blue mal Imperial named Tiranu, he was the clan’s record keeper, Fujin, a sinister white Imperial with gleaming red eyes, he was a mage and skilled warrior, Amber, a male coatl with feathers gleaming golden like the setting sun, he was the clan’s lead scavenger and hunter, Sunfyre, also a coatl originally from the light flight, the clan’s researcher and scientist, and Usako, a female Pearlcatcher, the clan’s priestess and seer. Especially Amber had treated them with distrust and avoided them whenever he could. He was the one who spoke first: “The two coatls requesting shelter here are obviously very ill. We do not know how the virus spreads, they might infect every single other coatl in our lair. This is a risk we cannot take. They…” Amber was interrupted by Sunfyre, “That is not entirely true. We have studied the virus for some time now in my flight and it seems it is only hereditary outside the Scarred Wastelands. New infections are only documented in the Plague Flight…”. “It seems is not enough!” said Amber angrily. “What if the first case of a transmission occurs here? The diseases of the Plaguebringer are deceitful and treacherous. The virus might mutate, the risk is too great!” Now the female Pearlcatcher raised her voice: “We all saw the signs. A coatl was born in our midst, his feathers dull and grey, an omen of a bale yet to come. You cannot avert the inevitable, you can only delay it. News about the spread of the Nosos virus reach us every day, it is spreading and there is nothing anyone can do to stop it. It’s an evil created by the Plaguebringer to haunt us and pit us against each other.” “She is right.” Sunfyre said. “There will be more afflicted who seek shelter here. If we turn them all away, they will sooner or later band together and try to take by force what we have denied them. They are ill, that’s true but there is no evidence suggesting they can transmit the disease here other than by procreation. We can ease their symptoms, study the disease and we might even find a cure. At the very least we can obtain knowledge and this knowledge can be very valuable in the future. And the afflicted might make a valuable and useful addition to our clan.” Amber was shaking his head and eying Sunfyre dubiously. Then Tiranu spoke: “This place is a sanctuary for all those who have nowhere else to go. No one to turn to. If we chase them away, what right have we to name us the Clan of the Forgotten Sanctuary? Look at the two of them, they are exhausted, weak and in despair. If we turn them away, we sentence them to death. Is this what we really want?” He looked around and even Amber seemed ashamed by the Imperial’s words. Finally, Fujin rose to speak: “What about a compromise? The Forgotten Sanctuary is vast, we have not even explored all the ruins and cavernous trees yet. The sick coatl could be given a place to stay in one of the unpopulated areas. This way, they have a place to stay and everyone who wants to help them or simply have contact with them, can do that. But the ones who are afraid can stay away.” Fahlyn nodded approvingly “I think this is a very good suggestion indeed. Would you be willing to accept this arrangement?” she asked. “You would not be prisoners, you can come and leave as you wish but you are not to enter the living quarters of the other coatls in our lair.” Pandora could almost not believe what she was hearing. The dragons of the council were all looking at her intently and when she finally spoke, her voice was shaking “We will accept your conditions. We are very grateful for your generosity.” She turned around at Ghost, her friend was smiling and tears of relief were running down her face. They had finally found a place they could call home.
Mate & Friends - Ever since Pandora had met the frail white coatl at the waterhole in the Scarred Wastelands she had known that their fates were inseparably intertwined. She had given up and laid down to die at that muddy pool of water. But then Ghost appeared and she spoke to her. She did not flinch when she looked at her ragged plumage and blistering skin. That were the first kind words she had heard in a very long time. When Ghost broke down coughing, spraying the ground with blood and barely able to breath, Pandora rushed to her side and has never left it since. Personality - Shunned by her parents and clan, Pandora had to fight to survive from an early age on. She is very reserved; she knows that her ragged appearance does not inspire trust in others, especially her fellow coatls. She is wary of their resentment and skeptical if someone is too nice to her. Symptoms - Severe skin problems, her skin is covered in blisters and scab, loss of plumage, she has severe joint pain caused by arthritis and often runs high fevers without any obvious cause    
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