Almaryl Sann'Di, The Mistress of Darkness, 6000 Years old
A.k.a: TBD
Race: Black Dragon
Ability: Necromancy
Hair: Pink
Eyes: Golden on black
Skin: Black
Once upon a time, there was a world inhabited by dragons, humans, and other mystical creatures (unicorns, vampires, werewolves, dwarves, and elves). They respected each other’s realms and established good relationships, trading with one another, and helping each other. But the peace wasn’t to remain. Creatures started to hunt each other to steal their powers and their lands. Dragons were constantly threatened because of their power and the beautiful lands they owned. Many dragons were enslaved and used as pets, lowered to the same level as basic horses. They were sentient creatures, gifted with the ability to speak the words of men, able to perform magic, and keepers of the forests. They were the kings of the mystical creatures, or so they loved to think of themselves as such. Among them stood the black dragons, there were a few of them for their task wasn’t an easy one. Keepers of the the realm of the dead, they can perform the dark arts. They serve as the guardians of the world’s balance and ensure that the lost and confused souls of those who passed away remain in their realm and that the living don’t try to use them. An ancient war had killed almost ALL the black dragons but one: the legendary Bahamut. With the help of another dragon, the beautiful Rywenn the Conqueror, he claimed his realm back. He crowned Rywenn and together they ruled peacefully the Land of Dragons.
Almaryl’s birth was a complicated one. Her mother wasn’t able to hatch the egg because she was too weak due to a sickness that was devouring her body. Crippled by her terrible sickness, none was able to explain, the Mother Dragon died inexplicably, leaving a mourning husband and daughter. The king decided to raise his child who eventually matured into a beautiful black dragon, reaching her full potential after a millennium. Unfortunately for her, Bahamut fell ill and his death is about to happen sooner than expected. She learned, much to her dismay that during the War of the Crowns, he had been injured with a pure iron blade that broke and left a shard in his chest, killing him slowly but surely. Thrust into royalty and duties yet prepared for such eventuality, the new queen started to rule. She had a lot on her plate since her people were still fighting the war. During a battle, the human witch cast a spell on her heart and broke it into several pieces that spread across the seven realms. One of them was found by the last unicorn alive in the realm of men and kept hidden by her. At the end of the war, dragons were decimated. Those who survived were enslaved and as time went by, their land was pillaged and the Kingdom was abandoned. The free survivors learned to hide among humans waiting for the day the queen would return. Weakened by the loss of her heart -which prevented her from performing necromancy- Almaryl was ruminating her vengeance and tried to find her people.
It’s not easy to see dragons when they are transformed but their scales show up whenever they are experiencing a burst of emotions. On a sordid night, after she accidentally killed a group of men who tried to attack her, she was spotted by Eleonore. Almaryl realized that it was a Unicorn and realized that around her neck she was wearing a necklace and pendant, the first piece of her magical heart. The two of them became friends and whenever the dragon queen found a fragment of her Heart, she would give it to Eleonore. For now, she has three fragments over seven and is still on a quest to conquer her realm back. Her path would be paved with traps and threats, the underworld is preparing to invade the world of the living, and the Witch who cursed her is trying to command the King of the Undead Ashurato. Almaryl desperately needs to find her people and put them to safety, deal with the traitors set her other people free. Could the Queen find the strength to do that?
Almaryl is a very tall and broad dragon. Her eyes are golden pools, where a little bit of red helps distinguish the iris from the rest of the eye. Her scales are very slick, very snake-like, and reflect light, thus making the blackness of her skin even more noticeable. Her silhouette is rather elegant but she is larger than the average female dragon. Her claws are also sharper and longer than the average dragon making her paws deadly weapons. They can easily break solid rocks and even tear apart metallic gears. When she breathes fire, her scales take on red reflects and the more she breathes fire, the redder her scales become. Her wings are powerful and majestic, enough to carry her heavy weight on the battlefield. Her skin is very thick, making it almost impossible for steel and gunfire to injure her. Her underbelly is incredibly soft and warm; it almost feels like a mammal’s skin, a dog with short hair. Her head is spiky and so is her chin. Her teeth are sharp and powerful; she can literally tear any flesh apart with them, even dragons, although it would be harder with dragons with thicker skin. She also has a long tail with spikes at the end.
As a woman, Almaryl is outstandingly gorgeous. Her ebony skin is flawless and smooth. Her eyes keep their gold color in the white-reddish sclera. Her cheekbones are high and lips are plump and red like blood and she has a mole on the left side of her square chin. She is thick but toned. Her face bears a dangerous expression because she is stern and rarely smiling. Yet, her lips always draw a smirk when she is plotting or satisfied. She is hauntingly beautiful yet scary and on top of it all, knows it. She is tall and her silky bright black hair falls on her waist. She is a woman who might speak normally with words but whose true feelings are expressed by her eyes and eyes alone. Her presence is overwhelming and her scent intoxicating but she is soft and nice and warm once you learn to know her.
She is a strong fighter, able to handle a fight with or without magical powers. She was one of the fiercest during the War of the Crowns. Unfortunately, she isn’t as good at strategy as her father was. Her passion usually takes advantage of her reason and she ends up making risky decisions. She is also very young and takes inconsiderable risks to achieve her goals. But she learns through her failures and she becomes stronger every single time.
She is also very dedicated to her people and her duty, willing to make any sacrifice for their sake. But likewise, she is also very passionate and her feelings can go from genuine affection to deep hatred. She has no filter and nothing to balance her emotions except maybe Eleonore or Ichaböd.
Like all dragons, she is VERY proud, very wild, and doesn’t trust easily. Yet, she was able to befriend the last unicorn and also a werewolf and a vampire. She realized that if she wanted to win her kingdom back she had to strike deals and play well to regain her powers.
She can be sweet and vulnerable but only shows it to very few people. Her anger is terrible and terrifying for she spits fire and destroys anything in her way in her dragon form but when she is in her human form, her magic takes control. she can also very easily break a neck or kill someone if not restrained.
Like her mother Rywenn, Almaryl is also keen to become power-hungry. She was taught to enjoy conquests and fights. She was taught to humiliate her enemies and that perversion might lead her nowhere good.
She is flirtatious, but it’s only a façade. She is no virgin but hasn’t properly “made” love to a male or a female. Sex is a tool for her, a tool for power. She manages to enjoy it, although no one ever blew her mind just yet. She is slightly confused about humans because she’s been living with them for very long. But the first feeling she has towards them is hatred. Rest assured that if anything, she simply wants to feed on them and decimate the entire race.
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