Name:Kalthea Druadach’Vok
Nicknames:Kal
Gender:Male
Age:???(29 in human years at time of death)
Species:Kurosian Dragon Ghost(Shire)
Nationality:Kurosian
Element:Ice
Voice Actor:Val Kilmer
Attacks/Actions:
Winter’s Wrath:Breaths a stream of ice that causes frostbite within a matter of seconds for most creatures.
Spears of the Glacier:Similar to the above attack save that the ice takes the form of projectiles that are launched at the enemy.
Bulwark of the North:Summons a shield of ice around him that, like Winter’s Wrath,will cause frostbite on contact.
Appearance:Kalthea is a typical Shire male with silver horns that resemble those of a bull, which match the markings on either side of his shoulders that bear the likeness of said animal’s skull. He has deep blue eyes that are the same color of the upright mane that runs from the top of his head to just below his shoulders.
History:
Kalthea was born to a Shire father, who served as a soldier in the Kurosian army, and a Brokt mother, who worked as a blacksmith. Both his parents were intensely dedicated to their professions, wanting nother more than to better their people’s lives. Each saw the patriotism burning in the other’s hearts, leading them to consider the possibilty of providing an offspring in order to combine their strengths so that their beloved city might be further empowered. So it was that Druadach Bruca’Vok and Illinalta Rannveig’Vel entered the tournmanets to see if they were capable of being mates. Neither could best the other in combat, earning them the right to breed. Kalthea’s egg was laid not long after Feuriah arrived in Kurosia.
Kalthea was unsure at first what to choose as a career. He considered being a soldier, but they often travelled far away from home and he preferred to remain in Kurosia. Becoming a blacksmith also did not seem right to him, as much as he admired his mother for it. Then one day, as he observed the guards patrolling the streets, something in his mind clicked. They protected Kurosia just as much as the soldiers, but stayed within its walls for the most part. Soon after he set off on the path to enter their ranks. It was not easy, as one would expect, the young dragon being pushed to his utmost limit in mind, body, and soul. His love for Kurosia and its people fuelled his every step, though, and despite the harsh training he succeeded.
Like his parents before him, Kalthea was devoted to serving the inhabitants of Kurosia, admiring Feuriah most of all. That was to say he did not repsect Kurogh, but the older male made him uneasy whenever Kalthea saw him. This feeling only increased when Malefor arrived and the King treated him as a god. Something about the purple dragon didn’t seem right, although Kalthea didn’t quite know why. The young guard knew very well to keep his mouth shut, trying to ignore the dread that filled his heart. When Malefor betrayed them Kalthea was horrified to see the home he loved so much being destroyed. He threw himself into the fray, using all his might to defend his people, but was ultimately defeated.
He to see Kurosia charred and smoking, the corpses of his fellow dragons almost barely recognizable after they had been mangled by Malefor’s army. Kalthea was confused that he was still alive, until he glanced down at himself and nearly screamed. He could clearly see his skeleton, which meant that he had indeed passed away. Kalthea wished for the sight to go away, causing his form to shimmer until he resembled his living form again. He stood there for a moment before picking his way through the remnants of the city, hoping to perhaps find another ghost like himself, or perhaps even a survivor. Kalthea did indeed find another spirit, but rage and hate emanated from it. The being began to attack him, and Kalthea fled to the castle, the only place that might still be safe.
Years passed as he roamed its ancient halls, fortunate to rarely encounter another malevolent ghost. He often wondered why he had not ended up like the others. Sometimes he thought perhaps the gods had intervened, but that was unlikely. They did not help the Kurosians when Malefor attacked. Kalthea doubted they would ignore such a situation yet aid him. Still, now and then he would pray to them, hoping that in their slumber they would hear his pleas and answer him. He had began to lose hope when he saw someone he had given up ever seeing again.
At first Kalthea thought the dragon before him was either a ghost or an illusion.When he saw a short, bald human communicating with her he relized she was very much alive. He wanted to run to her and tell her how thrilled he was to see her again. Then Kalthea remembered she might not even be able to hear him. Besides, even if she did, the ghost was not sure how his Queen would react. It was an all to real possibilty that she might be highly upset at seeing one of her fallen subjects. He learned from the conversations between her and the human that a group called the Skylanders had failed to help the Kurosians. This caused him to develop a deep dislike for them, remembering all to well what had happened to his city because of their neglect.
Kalthea continues to watch Feuriah, as well as her family, from a distance, trying to assist them in any way he can without revelaing that he is there. He desperately hopes they will be able to defeat the Skylanders and restore Kurosia to its former glory. Until then, he lurks among the shadows, happy to have a purpose once more.
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I’ve been looking at @weirdhyenas Skylander blog @weirdlanders and have become quite intersted in the Kuros. I admit, not once have I ever played Skylanders and the only Spyro games I focused on were the orginal game and “Ripto’s Rage”. Still, I couldn’t help but make a Kuros of my own. The names of his parents are taken from the “Elder Scrolls” universe, while his is drawn from Superman.I used Feuriah’s profile as a guide, athough in no way did I intend to copy anything. Please forgive me, Ms.Weird, if I got something wrong. 🙂
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