Cursed Waters- A Dragon RP

Might as well do this:
Name: Current
Gender: Female
Tribe: Aquation
Role: Monarche (Imago)
Looks: Blue, with dark turquoise splashed down her back, and a light sandy color down her belly and wings. Dark grey curved horns and claws, dark blue stripes on her arms and legs and wings that can light up.
Mate: Had one, but died. Had one egg to be her successor, but lost it.
Anything Else: The virus has corrupted Current, she can’t think right and attacked anyone on impulse. Desperate to find her wyrm.
 
Current laughed, long and ugly sounding. “Uniter of Draconat! Hah ha haa! That’s funny-“ she erupted in a fit of coughing, eyeing the pitcher suspiciously. “Nah,” she told him. “Poison, obviously.” Suddenly, she dropped her head on the ground, shaking it in her talons. “My egg where’s my egg..” she rambled insanely. “You!” Her head shot up, looking at Apollyon. “Your- having my egg! It’s mine! You stole it! Treason! Ssssrraggh! Give me-“ her eyes reddened and she lunged at the nearest dragon- Storm- and attacked blindly, curved claws barred.
Apollyon smacked his spear between the Aquation and Storm and pried her off, pinning her to the ground. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." He said cooly.
 
Might as well do this:
Name: Current
Gender: Female
Tribe: Aquation
Role: Monarche (Imago)
Looks: Blue, with dark turquoise splashed down her back, and a light sandy color down her belly and wings. Dark grey curved horns and claws, dark blue stripes on her arms and legs and wings that can light up.
Mate: Had one, but died. Had one egg to be her successor, but lost it.
Anything Else: The virus has corrupted Current, she can’t think right and attacked anyone on impulse. Desperate to find her wyrm.
approved you silly
 
"Current." Apollyon rumbled. "Current, LISTEN. You are not right in the head. You need to sit down and rest."
 
"Current." Apollyon rumbled. "Current, LISTEN. You are not right in the head. You need to sit down and rest."
Current whipped back up. “Get off me.” She rasped. “Lord Apollyon.” She said sarcastically. “Let me guess, you stalk around in the shadows trying to be ‘mysterious’ and make your cronies call you ‘master.’” She hissed “This doesn’t concern you.”
 
Kallitrax arrived at the beach and stood on his hind legs momentarily, watching as the fighting continued. He would wait for basalts orders along with the rest of the soldiers, but inside he wanted to pin the aquation down himself.
 

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