Tag: lost queen

Lost Queen : It certainly wasn’t… pleasant. But no, I was much more in control of my powers back then. I had trained for decades for a situation such as that, but it happened just so… suddenly. One moment I was smiling at him, ready to take on our first real fight, the next… gone. But I had to listen to my orders, so I continued with the attack under command of our sergeants. I did fight as hard as I could to avenge Kruta’s death, I can assure you.

How old is Feuriah? And for how long was she on the throne?

Lost Queen : I’m about… 210 years old give or take, but sadly… I only ruled for a measly 30 years before Kurosia fell. Though, we Kuros *typically* live for 450+ years, we’re usually killed before we age past that. There were some that were older, I knew a couple of Kuros in their 700s believe it or not. The dragon equivalent of my age is my early 30s if it helps.

Though technically I’m over 300 years old since I was frozen in emeralds for a hundred years, but I wouldn’t count that as I haven’t shown signs of growing to that age. I’d be much larger if I was in my 300s… ignoring the fact that um… I am smaller than most Kuros my age -n-‘ 

Lost Queen : Well… Kurosians and petrified evil have a mix-matched relationship. It would naturally manifest in the mountains closest to Kurosian settlements. We could create it ourselves if we wanted to, and we often did to smith into our armor. It would help strengthen our magic, give us reserves to fall back on if we run out of energy on the field.

But to take it into our own bodies… the results are not good. We lose ourselves and become mindless beings of instinct and rage. And with my fury powers unstable enough as they are… I couldn’t imagine the result would be beneficial to anyone. If anything, I’d probably just look really cool.

(( OOC : one day, I’d love to finish this but holy taataas the shading was already taking a million years and I had only done the face ;n; ))

portalmasterdusty:

Arkeyan Spyro: ” I know how you feel for the lost of your dear Kaos but Isn’t your Race know for Revenge? Go and take this traptanium with you and Capture there Portalmaster.”

the arkeyans plans are almost complete and the awaking well happen just need to get that blasted PortalMaster Dusty out of the way. Kaos has kept them busy enough they just need a new distraction. 

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.

portalmasterdusty:

an eye for a heart

this is wip image i’ve been working on of arkeyan Spyro and the lost Queen . with kaos now capture and the Queen feeling alone arkeyan spyro has chunk of traptanium and is convincing the queen that she should take her revenge and go capture there portalmaster. and with Dusty out of the way the arkeyan goal well go as plane. 

OOC : Shits about to get reeeeeeeeeeeeal son! >:D