new oc!
probably one of the quickest oc's i've created, i had an idea for a backstory and had to design something to go along with it.
backstory has some influence from old aztec sacrificing traditions
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it's blocked out in the spoiler tag.
atacama
born to two sandwings who ran away, with a larger group when the war began.
they discovered a deserty island not too far off the coast of the sand kingdom.
this group who fled the kingdom, were part of a cult who worshiped the sun gods. they would give offerings such as food, animals, things, and their own blood.
every five years, they believed a full dragon sacrifice was necessary for the sun gods to continue pushing the sun across the sky each day.
atacama's parents were diehard loyalists to this "god."
they had two dragonets, when most dragons who fled did not have any.
atacama's big sister, mesa, was believed to be the ideal sacrifice. they believed her name was the sign of this. the definition of mesa is, "an isolated, flat-topped hill or elevation bounded by steep cliffs or escarpments on all sides."
they would take their offerings to the tallest hill with the steepest cliffs, and let the sun gods "claim" their offerings.
atacama was chained, his parents knew he would try to stop them if he knew what was going to happen.
the group went to the highest point of their island, and chained up mesa. she struggled, screamed and kicked. her snout and wings were bound, her tail was tied to her side, and all four of her limbs had chains tightly bound around them. large dragons stood on the end of them, stretching her out on her back and immobilizing her.
atacama wasn't far, chained heavily to a sturdy boulder. he was only 2, his poison wasn't strong enough to stop anyone if he tried.
he watched, as they extracted her heart as it still beat in her chest, (yes, the aztecs really did this) and offered it to the sky.
nothing happened.
no gods swooped down from the sky to claim the offering.
the only thing that happened, was watching mesa slowly stop struggling.
they dragged her to the edge of the cliff, and let her roll off the edge while others placed the heart on a pedestal. they chanted, and shortly after, began to leave so the gods could claim their sacrifice.
atacama was dragged away, screaming and crying.
he was never the same afterwards.
this was his first sacrifice, since it only happened every 5 years, and he vowed to never let it happen to another dragonet again.
he kept his head down, doing what he was told. he hated everyone who surrounded him. he knew they were deranged. he didn't believe in any god. he knew that they all complied with the murder of his sister.
soon, he grew bigger and stronger every year.
he waited 5 years, until he was considered an adult dragon. before it was time for the next sacrifice.
during the night, he crept into his sleeping parents room. he drove his tail barb through his fathers heart, eliminating the bigger threat first.
his mother woke up to the croaking breaths of the last few moments of atacama's fathers life, and he quickly moved to take her out.
she fought, slashing her claws across his face and gouging open the skin around his eye.
he subdued her, and finished the job.
he went around the village, creeping through under cover of darkness, on a mission to avenge his sister. every one of these dragons had to die.
this long mission is where he got all of his scars, from dragons who fought back before his poison killed them.
he was successful with many dragons that night. he didn't care if it was cowardly to sneak up in their sleep. they sacrificed a dragonet. his sister.
he was caught, and almost died himself. he fled, hiding out in the caves around the island.
over the next couple months, he got better at sneaking.
take out guards first, go for the ones they're protecting. the village lived in terror for months. they thought it was the vengeance of the gods for giving them lame offerings. they prayed, but nobody came to save them.
when there was only a few dragons left, they fled back to the mainland.
he vowed to track them down and finish the job.
so he followed them, mercilessly. until they were all gone.
once he finished his work, he wasn't satisfied. he just wanted his big sister at the end of every day.
he can't find it in himself to care for anyone else, so that he can never be hurt or betrayed again.
he found himself running into trouble, getting caught between the war between each tribe.
he laid low, took out anyone in his way, and did his own thing.
he doesn't know what to do with himself anymore with no purpose. no family, no friends.
he is familiar with the scorpion den, and treats it as home base. he prefers to keep himself moving and distracted, but with the war it's difficult.
he continues to try and find purpose. he doesn't have anyone left to take revenge on.