A fine, young dragoness. Gifted with a muscular frame, a greater than normal size for her age, and being highly sensual among her breathen. She would have been promised to a great destiny, if other young dragons hadn't tricked her, out of jealousy. Being the victim of a powerful spell, she got corrupted and immobilized, allowing the dragons to mercilessly beat, bite and claw the dragoness to death, until she's agonizing. Then, they leave her up, spitting up at her while doing so, visibly disgusted, and leave her there, as good as dead. She whispers, in her draconian language, 'Why..', trying to reach something with a paw, silently hoping that she would be saved, to no avail. As the rest of her forces leaves her, her vision blurs up and darken, until she faints up, seemingly dying.
But then.. She wakes up elsewhere, and inadvertly hit a roof with her head. By reflex, she holds her head for an incoming pain that never came. Feeling something wrong about her paw, she lowers it so she could see what's wrong about it. Out of fear, she suddenly scream, making a ruckus until she inadvertly slip off and fall down.
A voice could be heard right afterwise, 'So the girl has woken up? Feeling alright?'. She growls. The voice came from a man, around 6ft, and whose body is concealed under a large cloak. And yet, the dragoness felt something's odd about him. Something.. Dark. 'Don't be afraid. I'm here to help you.'. Still not trusting him, and with the memory of her betrayal still fresh, the dragoness tries to back up, causing the man to sigh.
'There is something i want you to see.'. The man drops his cloak off, shocking the dragoness. In her mind, one word formed: 'Draconian'. Yet, despite that, the human isn't fully draconic per say. His head is human in all regard, aside from a pair of horns. His chest is lean and athletic, with patches of scales scattered around it, with a similar pattern on his right arm, human in form. On the other hand, his left arm much like a feral dragon's one, with a hand ending in three claws. And so does his left leg too, forcing him to stand onto a digitigrade stance as his left foot is a three-clawed talon. Lastly, his right leg is perfectly human, free of any draconian stance. He wears steel claws on his toes to maintain his balance up.
The dragoness growls, pointing at the stainless leg. 'That? No idea. I got bitten by a dying draconian and the transformation occurred, but not fully, as you can notice. Since then, i've been wandering around, seeking entities like you.'. 'Grrr?'. 'No. Not dragons in particular. More.. Corrupted beings.'. 'Grrr!'. 'Oh yes, you are. Against your Will, i suppose. Glad you aren't affected by it.'. 'Grrr...'. 'Oh, yes. Before i forgot.. When i reanimated you, i had to literally put my mind onto it, meaning that some of my knowledge sapped into you. Normally, i wouldn't be able to do anything with raw draconic magic, but, in your case, it was like your being had been twisted in such a manner it could be messed up and/or be bent up with. Thankfully, it was me who did, meaning you are free. I could also suppose that you can now use the human language. Why don't you try?'.
The dragoness tries to speak up, moving her mouth, but only manage to let an unintelligible gibberdish. After a few tries, she manage to articulate some simple phrases, 'Why?'. The man answers, 'Why, what?'. 'Why occurred?'. 'What so?. 'Twisted magic.'. 'Ah. Badfully, i can't tell. Ask your aggressors..'. 'Help me.'. 'I don't dwell in personal revenges.'. 'No.'. The dragoness point to the steel claws. 'Oh. Right. I'll see what i can do. But in exchange, i'd take some notes of who you are.'. 'Why.'. 'Safekeeping. And even if don't stay in touch with thoses i help, i can get to contact them for various errands. Remembering who they are is a huge help for certain matters. If you accept, just tell me your name.'.
Some time later..
The dragoness meets up with the man again. He gives her some steel claws, a helmet, two blades and spikes for her tail, and a onyx pendant. She also learned that the man was at the head of a secret order, whose goals are to protect whose who need against corruption, cleansing it if needed, and to guide thoses being corrupted that have kept their good side. She also learned that she could detect 'corruption', much like the man, who had been corrupted himself. Thankfully, she could tell if corruption would be evil, good, willing and/or unwilling. After some training and a few errands she could do, both decide to go on their way, while the man had a piece of paper, about the dragoness:
Onyx, female dracolich.
- Size: 20 ft tall, 45 ft long. Plus another 20 ft for the tail
- Goals: Revenge against dragons. Being a living being once more.
- Skills: Flight, unarmed fighting, elemental breathing
- Equipment: Steel claws, steel helmet, custom tail weapon: Two blades and two tails
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