Tiamat
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RECORD-KEEPER [HE/HIM]
DeweytheDecimal
False Prince
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Energy: 22
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Wind.
Male Imperial
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Effect
Scene
Measurements
Length
27.45 m
Wingspan
22.68 m
Weight
9239.32 kg
Genetics
Copper
Poison
Poison
Turquoise
Shimmer
Shimmer
Orca
Contour
Contour
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 5 Imperial
EXP: 1468 / 5545
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
How long have I been here? Long enough to see the rise and fall of more kings than this one. Power is always the same - changing hands in the blink of an eye.
Right, the records. Let's see, here... I can give you a summary for now. If you're still curious, you can always poke around in the records alongside me. The clan has secrets - plenty of them - but I think it's for the better for things to be exposed to the light of day. It's a lesson I think we could all learn... but I digress.
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A long time ago, there was a dagon named Soundwave, who founded the clan in times so long ago that only one who yet lives remembers his face. Alongside his boon companions - Aeryx and Aurum, who have long since fallen to the sword - Soundwave found the site the clan was formed upon, naming it suitable. Soundwave's era was long hence, and little is remembered. But it was under Soundwave that the warrior Bloodwraith was recruited. Under Soundwave, the clan was weak and small, and quiet. Little of note happened, until Kore. Kore was exiled for a long time, but ne was born in the clan. Ne was driven, bookish, and rather reclusive. Ne was young when I met nem, just coming into adulthood. None of us knew what ne was getting up to in nir roost. But ne was never up to anything good. Ne read through books filled with dangerous knowledge and studied old bones, and from what I know nir interest in Emperors grew from what we'd naively assumed to be a childhood interest in scary stories. We had thought Kore wanted to be a healer, maybe. It wasn't the case. Ne worked secretly and did the unspeakable - reanimated a dragon's stolen and stitched-up corpse with dangerous tricks - but ne was badly injured during one of nir experiments and nir vision was badly damaged. In the aftermath, ne wasn't able to cover up the exhumed bodies hidden in nir quarters, the stolen books ne shouldn't have had access to, or the half-living experimental proto-Emperors ne was building. Nir crimes were myriad and disturbing. We found dead clanmates and bodies we could never source, even now. We don't think Kore ever killed anyone, but it was shocking when ne was such a nice young dragonet otherwise. You must understand, the clan was softer then. It tore us apart, and while Kore was allowed to lick nir wounds and recover nearly all the rest of us were locked in fierce debate trying to decide what could possibly be done. Eventually the majority decided that Kore needed to leave the clan, and ne was banished. Ne should've stayed that way, but...well, I'll get there. The clan was never the same, after that. To outsiders, we were the ones who had produced the mad body-stealing Spiral who kept loosing tiny half-baked moving corpses on the surrounding volcanos. We weren't well-liked, and we didn't trust each other. Things were rough. Soundwave ended up ousted, and after a while power coalesced in the hands of his hunting team. But things didn't stay that way for long. In those days strangers came and went freely. One such stranger was named Hazard. He was mightily ambitious, and friendly, and slick. Some of us liked him. I was never a fan. But Hazard had answers to the problems plagueing the clan, and promises to change things, and a lot of us listened. It was the damnedest thing, though. Because dragons came and went in those days, so no one could ever prove anything, not back then. But when dragons would disagree too loudly with Hazard, a lot of the time they'd vanish, as if into thin air. The clan got stronger under Hazard's leadership, though, no one can deny that. Our ranks swelled, and more strangers came than clanmembers left. Space was at a premium. It became a... problem, especially as the caverns started to run out and digging out new ones became harder. No one liked Hazard's solution. He wasn't a big proponent of hospitality. But by this point he was all but in control, and it wasn't long before he launched a real takeover. No more voting on decisions, no more arguments. With the help of the hunter-champion Bloodwraith and the strategist Vaelain -- who was a general in those days, not the fighter she is now -- Hazard ruthlessly dispatched his remaining enemies among the clan under the cover of one massive battle for dominance and set himself up as our first emperor. I didn't like him. I don't like his heir any better. But don't tell Haven I said that, alright? Hazard had his own lineage of dragonets, just like most of us here. One of them, Haven, hatched with a strange... power, of sorts, a magical ability like hypnosis, or mind-control. Hazard told us he'd had the dragonet pitched into the volcano's caldera, solving the problem. I don't know if Hazard lied, or if he didn't know, but something went wrong. Or, at least, it must have, because Haven was alive and well last time I saw him. Maybe it was a ploy by one of Hazard's cabinet in the oligarchy. Hazard was still a charismatic leader, but -- and I wasn't there for this, so I'm repeating what Vaelain and the seer Madira have told me -- behind closed doors, Hazard had become erratic. Paranoia consumed him, and in turn he strangled his cabinet, until they began plotting against him in retaliation. Madira has tales of self-fulfilling prophecies fit to spook the scales off any dragon, and she said this was a classic case. Whatever the case, tensions had grown thick between Hazard and his closest advisors, and things in the oligarchy had become stressful and threatening. Hazard sent many dragons on hunting trips with Bloodwraith they'd never return from, or bade Madira spill their blood across her altar for luck in fruitless dominance battles. The dragons who held his ear dwindled, and whose advice he actually followed dwindled further. And so it was that when Haven returned -- now grown, and apparently no longer a magician -- Hazard welcomed him with open arms. Haven claimed that he was loyal to Hazard because of their familial bond, and for some reason Hazard believed him. Haven is not charming nor charismatic. To be honest, most of us always thought of him as a real, you know... kind of a piece of slag in the iron, compared to the rest of Hazard's kids. It's a shame. I'd have backed Aewep, if she tried to take over instead. Oh well. Nonetheless, none of us were willing to stand against Hazard over his son, even if Haven was a bully at best. In retrospect, that might be why the coup worked. No one expected Haven, of all the dragons, to be able to gather any kind of power. It came out of nowhere. One day we're gearing up for a big dominance battle, and the next, Haven takes his co-conspirators in the oligarchy - Madira and Bloodwraith -- and their supporters, and lays waste to the clan. Hundreds died in a single night. If you travel deep enough, you can still see bloodstains from where Hazard's supporters were slaughtered, penned into the deep passages like rabbits in a warren. It was-- it was a f*cking mess, is what it was. It was bad. Most of us had no idea who was taking over until days after, only that by we could beg leniency by declaring against Hazard. If dragons didn't put that together, I'm sure they were executed along with the rest. I lost a lot of good friends that day, and a lot more in the weeks of turmoil after. It was the worst calamity to befall the clan, by far. Haven appointed different kinds of oligarchs than Hazard did. We have a financial officer, now -- Gahara, who tells me he takes his work seriously, but always seems to have just a little more treasure to rub together than the rest of us. Vaelain, once a general, now fights alongside Bloodwraith. She tells me she has the suspicion that Haven wants her dead, that this is the job she was assigned because her pledge of allegiance was late and her power too associated with Hazard's old rule for Haven's tastes; she was replaced by the tactician Blood, whose battle-plans seem smaller in scope and worse in causalties than Vaelain's. I can only hope he'll learn the skill before the clan sees another difficult fight for the dominance, but it seems he's hardly improved at all. The gate-guard Aurelia now works to ensure that any dragon banished or executed stays that way, because I suppose Haven's learned from his own example that he'd best make sure anyone he has killed stays dead. I myself was assigned to be the record-keeper because I've been here with the clan longer than almost anyone else. It's not a position I really relish. But Haven also elevates other, lesser oligarchs he treats like mascots, not fellow rulers. He's headstrong and stubborn, so he doesn't listen to anyone anyway. And he has three of these... these... figures, I suppose you could call them. The shade Rebirth has haunted our halls for a long, long time, since before Hazard even arrived. I suspect he may even have been here since before Kore's banishment, but it's hard to say, because he doesn't talk much. Haven and Madira agreed his appearance is some sort of benediction for the clan, a good omen for our performance in the next battles, or something. So Haven appointed the ghost to the oligarchy, even though Rebirth doesn't speak much, and when he does speak he's never got much to say about the battles or the execution of internal enemies or prisoners or anything of the sort. ...Actually, as far as I can remember, he's never spoken about any of that. The only thing he ever told me was that I should apologize to one of my close friends for...well... well that's personal! I don't want to talk about that. The next is Cavanthe, another ghost. Who knows what Cavanthe's deal is? I don't. I don't like being in the same room as it. It gives me the creeps, like it's staring into my soul every time I see it and it doesn't like what it sees. As far as I can tell, it really hates Bloodwraith, but it's not like I really know what's going on inside its head. And then there's Lemon. The situation with Lemon. Now there's another mess. I don't know everything to that story, and I suspect no one but Haven and Lemon does. But everything I do know is.. well... it's bad. I know Lemon knew Hazard, even before Hazard was part of our clan. I think Haven keeps him here to prove some sort of point, but I'd be the last person who knew what it was. And he brought Kore back. I don't even know how he found nem, or nir... experiments. But Kore's come a long way, too, and Haven insists that with proper backing, ne's not stealing bodies any more. I don't know what that means, and I don't think I want to. But I do have my own suspicions. Haven is-- well, he's kept the clan stable for the last few years, which is more than I could say for a lot of other periods of our history. But he's strict, and just as paranoid as Vaelain tells me his father was. She tells that he's not devious, like Hazard, that he presents the same face to the clan as he has behind closed doors, and that that makes him better than Hazard ever was, even though Haven is still, she says, sending her off into the wastes to die. I don't understand her loyalty to him, especially when it's not reciprocated. Madira, too, tells me Haven is better than his predecessor. That he's doing less behind everyone's backs, that he's not as likely to vanish his political opponents without letting us see that he's doing it. I don't see the difference, though. For most of us, life under Hazard was easier. The clan prospered. Maybe Hazard did disappear ordinary dragons, but there's no proof of that, especially now that the dragons who did it are all -- are almost all -- gone in Haven's open purges. Oh, well. Long live the emperor, I guess, and his magic voice like an iron chain that he's so proud of. Time keeps turning. And we've never kept a leader too long. |
...Ahem, well. That's a downer of a story, I know. My old voice is getting tired. Anything else you want to know, I'm sure you can find somewhere in the archives. I'm going to find myself something to drink, and maybe something more cheerful to read.
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