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Putress

(#18891685)

Cunning, Observant, Resourceful

Familiar

Plague Sprite

Energy: 50/50

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Measurements

Length

5.01 m

Wingspan

7.01 m

Weight

631.96 kg

Genetics

Coral
Bar

Rust
Daub

Crimson
Smirch

Hatchday

Dec 01, 2015
(8 years)

Breed

Adult
Mirror

Eye Type

Plague
Common

Level 3 Mirror

EXP: 382 / 1401

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Biography

"Sickness and disease are a lesson in willpower and strength. Better learn to survive. I had to."

Rancid/Prime Consort

Savage and Forsaken

Plague Flight Minister

Ravana/Body Guard

Wise and devious, a dangerous mixture that he flaunts. Bred and raised in the unforgiving landscape just teetering on the edge of the WyrmWound, tradition of his parents' tribe saw hatchlings baptised in the pestilent cauldron, those that lived were deemed blessed by the Plaguebringer and then dropped off to fend for themselves. He and the hatchlings that survived the "baptism" wandered the area, the lucky ones surviving their first few hours in the merciless realm. Like many dragons so close to the 'wound or dropped into the cauldron, his body experienced changes as he grew, his skin gave way to the meat underneath and began to excrete a toxic film of mucus to protect it, a glowing bulb grow from his head from the remains of his old flesh, strange webbing of blood veins he could rupture surfaced in some areas where a toxic blood separate from his own body acted as a defense. A toxic, black gas could be released from enlarged pour like openings in his feet and his bones surfaced and hardened into plating with the tail growing long spines.

Over the course, his siblings either died off or became lost and he found himself alone with his thoughts. He embraced brutal ambushing tactics to survive, tearing into whatever creatures or smaller dragons he came across. He began to become more like an animal than a being of higher thought. This went on for a good seventy years of his life until he became the subject of what many would describe as a "half decayed" Ridgeback and their experiments. Every bit of him was studied and poked and prodded, his head examined through multiple means, and philosophical questions and ideologies spouted like water rushing through a floodgate. These interactions began to draw him out of his beast state and he slowly began to speak and act with more "civil" manners. As civil as some inhabitants of the Plaguebringer's kingdom can be.
He eventually left the Ridgeback -through no one has seen said Ridgeback in years and only found a claw in the dilapidated lair- and began to contemplate everything he had been through and seen. His wanderings saw him aimlessly traveling until he stumbled upon a shambling form of some deranged Skydancer that has taken it upon themselves to play "body guard" for reasons unknown.

They say good things happen to those that wait, that's almost entirely a lie. Good things happen to those that writhe and claw their way up the ranks with cunning. Putress is a living example of cunning. Mostly silent, he watches all around him with careful, predatory eyes. He watches every twitch, every rise and fall of ones breathing, and he listens to the slightest change in tone and pitch when one speaks. Through observation he gains most of the knowledge he needs to navigate the complexity of the mind of each individual he sees, always quick to catch a lie or play with the emotions as the narrative needs. His voice a guttural hiss like a mixture of choking vapor escaping the toxic pools churning within the Waste. His razor grin and unpredictable manner of movement coupled with his senses make him a nearly inescapable presence.

His private nature is reserved for his mate, the Prime Consort Rancid. It's rare that he isn't seen without her and an even rarer occurrence if he hasn't sought her opinion on certain matters, the two are matched in cunning and thought to the point many have speculated she is a creation of his. Far from the case, he found her adopted parents without a clan and brought them under his guard. She was sworn to him by her parents as a "token of appreciation" and, though she became soul bonded to him, he refused to dictate her life. He became acquainted with the Shadow Blessed Fae over chess and a shared interest in evolution through survival, her ability to outwit him is what truly caught him and he became infatuated. After building their bond over years of careful consideration, he sought her consent to call her his mate, a request she only accepted if he could match her in both chess and physical combat. Determination is a powerful thing for a Plauge dragon, a power that brought them both to their knees in combat and drew out a chess game for a month.

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