.:IaR:. Chonaic Baeliarthor
They asked him, "What are we gonna do now? We're probably all that's left, and even if we could get people on our side how do we know they wouldn't stab us in the back like *HE* did?"
The spotted Seuth was quiet for a moment, pausing thoughtfully before speaking. "We go home."
With Trathnona at the lead and Chonaic to guide them, the Ifrean a'Rugaht began the long trek back to Kurosia.
Full Name: Chonaic (cone-ake) Baeliarthor
VA: MrCreepyPasta
Element: Fire
Breed: Fiosioc
Nickname: Fuzzbutt
Personality: Quiet, soft-spoken, scared of almost everything, averages about eight words and three facial expressions a week. He used to be rather chatty and excitable, but after he was separated from his group and meeting a spirit known as ‘Miseria’ he became displaced and quiet, though he won’t say why.
He’s not cold however. Chonaic speaks with actions rather than words and often gives comfort or affection to anyone he knows will need some support. He doesn’t like being in the forest by himself, as whenever he’s alone he’s visited by an eyeless owl spirit named Miseria who often confuses him with riddles about how ‘Home will not be home’ and ‘Is Kurosia truly what the Spotted Dark One wants?’
Story: Some time after the Fall of Kurosia, the Arkeyans learned how to make genetic clones of plants and animals. Because Kuronium was such a strong metal and due to the subsequent lack of it due to Malefor’s raid, they began genetically cloning Kurosian dragons in massive test tubes. The dragons were kept alive until they reached adulthood, when they were promptly killed and their bones were harvested.
That is, until one day they hatched a Seuth. He was clever, he was smart. He knew that he had to keep up his act of playing dead for as long as possible before attempting to escape and free the others. For years, he remained still inside his test tube, nourished by the vitamin-rich water he was housed in. Finally, when he reached his adolescence, he broke free of his tube. The lab was empty, and that is where the Arkeyans made their first mistake.
The young Seuth shattered the other tubes, awakening at least a dozen of other Kuros in the lab before dashing to the massive incubators where the Arkeyans kept the eggs. The group not only escaped with the eggs, but also with every wretched life of the Arkeyans that dishonored them. With every one of the others free, the young Seuth fled with his people into the mountains to hide. He had visions, flashes of a horrifying past and memories he wasn’t sure were his; He had visions of grand black buildings that clawed at the sky, statues and a wall of pure darkness; Then came the visions of that great city ablaze, his people screaming and crying for help, the shrieks of apes and laughter of a false god.
The others asked him what he saw and what they should do.
The piebald Seuth answered his people simply. “We go home.” They had a lot to do before they could even begin trying to make their way to Kurosia; They needed to let the eggs finish incubating, they had to build their strength. They were only children after all, and their only chance of finding the place was following the words of a Seuth. And even then, how far did they have to go? Would anyone help them? Were they all that were left of the Kuros?
All of them were troubled too. They all had memories and names they knew were not their own, but one thing was certain: They had to go home and Chonaic, the piebald Seuth, was their only chance.
They called themselves the Ifrean a'Rugaht, the Hellborn, because of the horrid beginnings. As they continue to make their ways toward home, they can only pray to their gods that they find others and that their people will welcome them despite their disgusting origins.
But then again, who would? They were abominations, a disgrace to the Kurosian people. Being a Kuros was already a bad thing in Skylands, and being born not of the way a true Kuros should be only added insult to injury. All they can do is hope.
Art by me
Frame courtesy of DragonOfIceAndFire
Kurosian species and related themes by WeirdHyenas
The spotted Seuth was quiet for a moment, pausing thoughtfully before speaking. "We go home."
With Trathnona at the lead and Chonaic to guide them, the Ifrean a'Rugaht began the long trek back to Kurosia.
Full Name: Chonaic (cone-ake) Baeliarthor
VA: MrCreepyPasta
Element: Fire
Breed: Fiosioc
Nickname: Fuzzbutt
Personality: Quiet, soft-spoken, scared of almost everything, averages about eight words and three facial expressions a week. He used to be rather chatty and excitable, but after he was separated from his group and meeting a spirit known as ‘Miseria’ he became displaced and quiet, though he won’t say why.
He’s not cold however. Chonaic speaks with actions rather than words and often gives comfort or affection to anyone he knows will need some support. He doesn’t like being in the forest by himself, as whenever he’s alone he’s visited by an eyeless owl spirit named Miseria who often confuses him with riddles about how ‘Home will not be home’ and ‘Is Kurosia truly what the Spotted Dark One wants?’
Story: Some time after the Fall of Kurosia, the Arkeyans learned how to make genetic clones of plants and animals. Because Kuronium was such a strong metal and due to the subsequent lack of it due to Malefor’s raid, they began genetically cloning Kurosian dragons in massive test tubes. The dragons were kept alive until they reached adulthood, when they were promptly killed and their bones were harvested.
That is, until one day they hatched a Seuth. He was clever, he was smart. He knew that he had to keep up his act of playing dead for as long as possible before attempting to escape and free the others. For years, he remained still inside his test tube, nourished by the vitamin-rich water he was housed in. Finally, when he reached his adolescence, he broke free of his tube. The lab was empty, and that is where the Arkeyans made their first mistake.
The young Seuth shattered the other tubes, awakening at least a dozen of other Kuros in the lab before dashing to the massive incubators where the Arkeyans kept the eggs. The group not only escaped with the eggs, but also with every wretched life of the Arkeyans that dishonored them. With every one of the others free, the young Seuth fled with his people into the mountains to hide. He had visions, flashes of a horrifying past and memories he wasn’t sure were his; He had visions of grand black buildings that clawed at the sky, statues and a wall of pure darkness; Then came the visions of that great city ablaze, his people screaming and crying for help, the shrieks of apes and laughter of a false god.
The others asked him what he saw and what they should do.
The piebald Seuth answered his people simply. “We go home.” They had a lot to do before they could even begin trying to make their way to Kurosia; They needed to let the eggs finish incubating, they had to build their strength. They were only children after all, and their only chance of finding the place was following the words of a Seuth. And even then, how far did they have to go? Would anyone help them? Were they all that were left of the Kuros?
All of them were troubled too. They all had memories and names they knew were not their own, but one thing was certain: They had to go home and Chonaic, the piebald Seuth, was their only chance.
They called themselves the Ifrean a'Rugaht, the Hellborn, because of the horrid beginnings. As they continue to make their ways toward home, they can only pray to their gods that they find others and that their people will welcome them despite their disgusting origins.
But then again, who would? They were abominations, a disgrace to the Kurosian people. Being a Kuros was already a bad thing in Skylands, and being born not of the way a true Kuros should be only added insult to injury. All they can do is hope.
Art by me
Frame courtesy of DragonOfIceAndFire
Kurosian species and related themes by WeirdHyenas
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