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B-day Gift : Scarf of the Gods

“There are tales of a mighty dragon who braved the nest of the Yehkshir. With his majestic scarf, it is said that he swooned the evil Goddesses from causing him harm. Many have tried this feat but have failed, ‘twas only the impeccable charm of this hero and his trusty scarf that has ever walked away from the nest lavished in dark kisses.”

Birthday gift for @thornacious featuring Inbarrnán (Yehkshir believed to be responsible for giving Kuros the water ability), Yahvii (Feuriah’s mommah) and some random normal Yehkshir! 

Hope you had a wonderful birthday you buttfart!

~Weird Hyenas, Mod

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Ooc : DAYUM, the first one totally gives me Kurosia vibes 😀

Lost Queen : I remember the day he came from the Veil. He was massive, larger than any normal dragon, giving him the appearance of over a thousand years old, and the strength to prove it. He filled the city with the greatness of his power, his aura, stunning all that gazed upon him. He held himself in an unbridled confidence, like he truly believed he was what our people had been waiting for. A God. A new God to lead the remnants of our people to salvation and greatness. 

When I first saw him, I was intimidated, but not for a single second did I believe he was what this prophecy claimed. He was no God, I saw it in his eyes. He cared not for our people, we were tools to him. Blind, worshipping tools he could bend to his will. He was a powerful dragon, but that was all; just, a dragon.

Lost Queen : Oh no, it’s more often than not flown into, but there is a rocky base some use. Think of it like… entering a giant canyon, filled with a thick palpable mist. Kurosia is built on top of a jaggid, country sized mountain, near it’s peak there are few fields, though there is the Black Forest behind the castle that the Catacombs lead out into. On the outside, the Veil appears as a large cloud of black smoke behind a rocky gate like formation. I’ve never traveled the bottom of the crossing, but I’ve heard from some that it can be VERY unnerving, as not all those that make it are taken into Breithonakt’s body merge in whole; some parts still lie around.

Kurosian Fanbreed

Breed Name: Kurumvok (still unsure about this)
Description: Due to some odd quirk in genetics, these Kuros are born with Kuronium in some of their scales. This strengthens them and alters the color of the scales to match that of their bones. A Kurumvok with gold Kuronium may have gold stomach scales, or a golden tail, for example. These special scales never cover the body fully and are typically isolated to specific limbs or sections. Some have more than others, with some being heavily armored and others having only a few Kuronium scales dotting their bodies. Secondary colors are uncommon, but if their Kuronium is anything but Black or Grey than their scales will match. They almost always have wing blades, and blades on other parts of their bodies, such as their ankles or shoulders, can be common as well. While often smaller than a Brokt, they are a large breed.
Behavior: Kurumvok are not overly different from other Kuros in behavior, but some differences have been noticed. Perhaps due to their heavier scales Kurumvok tend to stay grounded more often than taking wing. They are not incapable of flight, and those who have air aligned elements are often incredibly capable fliers, but for the rest running and burrowing seems to suit them just fine.
Elements: Kurumvok can have any element a Kuros can have, but common ones seem to be Earth, Electricity, Metal, and Magnetism.
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Hey. Thought I would show you that fan breed I was thinking of with the Kuronium scales. What do you think?

OOC: OOOOH, I REALLY LIKE THIS BREED. I love the in-depth thoughts you put into it, and that kuronium on the scales is clever! I’m diggin!

What were Kurosian homes like? Were they like apartments? Or were they separate?

Lost Queen : We had homes, apartments, faction houses, etc. Mostly made of dark wood and stone. At the very entrance of the city, just past the sky ports, we had special inns that non-Kurosian visitors had to stay in, as you had to be a Kurosian citizen to own property within the city or even rent. There were exceptions for visiting royals of the sort, special sections were closed off within the castle for such cases. 

Lost Queen : Yes… yes, we did. But it was one that I, personally, did not believe in.

As the centuries flew by, more and more of our people were killed. Some out of fear, others for our rare metal bones. Nonetheless, my people grew more nervous about our own end.

We were the legendary Kuros, black dragons born from the purest of darkness to serve the high purpose of keeping the eternal balance of good and evil intact. And yet, we were slowly being eliminated. 

Eventually, only the great city of Kurosin’Laidirlon was left. 

It made my people scared, to say the least. We grew desperate, begging our gods to help. They listened, and all protected our great and powerful city. They promised us a savior, a dragon of purple, to save the Kuros from extinction. 

We were aware of the purple dragons of legend, and so, our people prophisized that a purple dragon will oen day come to us, and save us. Not just save us, but they would lead us to victory over those who had killed us, and immerse their land into eternal darkness for their crimes agains’t the balance.

By the time I joined my people as a child, this prophecy was already three centuries old. Growing up, this prophecy… felt odd to me. It had an eerie ring to it, a bad feeling that nobody else seemed to feel would make my very bones grow cold. But, I kept this to myself. 

Then, the day came when he appeared.

I was Queen, and I was with my first clutch when that damned purple bastard appeared from the Veil. Oh how my city rejoiced, our savior of legend was here to deliver us from certain death. Nobody was as taken with him than my King, Kurogh. He welcomed him to our city and praised him as a God, and our people worshipped him. All, but me.

Right from the start, I knew his true intentions. He did not care for my people. We were a means to an end, tools for his own goals. He was not sent by our gods, but our gods were… eerily silent about him. Almost as if they could do nothing about him. So I took it upon myself to save my people from his wrath.

that bastard, that honorless, selfish demon…

was Malefor.