Dragon

Name: She of Many Mouths, formerly known as Hoten Matsu, Genzai, or other names but now only uses this moniker
Gender: Female, queen
Size/Shoulder/Length: huge, 20' s / 100' l / 90' ws
Colors: body dark and metallic red from pinkish to crimson depending on the light ; belly is violet-black; wingsails are very black but violet tinted in bright light; main head is red, silver-crowned blue and orange, black-crowned green and purple, each with 3 appropriately shaded snake-heads
Breed: Hydragon / 1 female (black opal); Strength 2 (diamond); chaos 3 (black diamond); intelligence (sapphire) 4; bonding 3 (amethyst); loyalty 2 (emerald); temper 2 (ruby); willpower 4 (topaz)
Features: 20 heads, 5 crowned - Gold crown: black opal, amethyst, black diamond, 2x emeralds; Silver-blue head: 2x sapphire, 2x topaz; Silver-orange head: 2x ruby, 2x diamond; Black-Violet head: 2x black diamond, 2x topaz; Black-green head: 2x sapphire, 2x amethyst
Powers: Winged Flight, with narrow and somewhat ragged two-tined wings, She tends to use them as emphasis or reach rather than for flying, but She can break a fall or glide a bit, only with great difficulty can she lift off, normally she'd have to run and jump off a high spot to catch any air
Teleportation, although she doesn't use this power very often, it's clear that she does regularly head out from the Den to hunt or just to be away from the place, and she tends to want to be in the air to do it, but jumping and landing somewhere else is always good for ‘making an entrance', her ability isn't ‘stunted' so much as ‘unpracticed' at this point, but she should be able to take virtually the whole group with her if she teleports on-world, and perhaps one smaller dragon mass (like Hissth) off-world
Telepathy, she is a smart hydragon, but since she is far less social than she wanted to be she's let this power slip a bit - she listens in, but rarely projects any thoughts unless needed, and generally only close range, she will not speak with her mind or voice to humanoids of any sort, unless absolutely necessary (Atrocity she's looking at you)
Verbal Speech, when she does speak, you will listen, she used to have a much wider range of discussion points or knowledge to talk about, but maybe she'll regrow her vocabulary with other dragons around once more, she is positively terrifying if she screams, which is often, and if all five of her heads speak at once, it is both hellish and hypnotizing to hear, a fact which she can use to her advantage if she wants to cause some absolute chaos, which yes, she always does, and that works on virtually anything that communicates in words
Firebreath, what she lacks in accuracy she more than makes up for with being able to blow incredibly hot flames from her crowned heads up to 200 meters, but also her smaller heads can belch out their own weaker flames to around 25 meters, she cannot keep up all of those heads for long, so she generally reserves her flames for things that need to be extra goddamn crispy
Parentage: Diamis and Death
Origin: Healing Den Halloween; Art By: Shard
Other Info: Magika has approved of this hydragon being reclaimed and used as such

Events or History: From Halloween hatching
--Diamis' fifth egg – the largest most people had seen – trembled open. Pieces of it fell away, and everyone realized that it was because the five heads within were pecking and biting their way out. Five, multi-colored heads. Strong ones. The dragon-part of it, winged shoulders which might bear enough weight to fly, slipped from the jagged shell and the hind legs kicked out behind them, sending the shell clattering and shattering against the stone wall of the chamber.

Her skin was blood red, with black on her belly. Diamis was pleased to note that this half-dragon thing wasn't all bad, since one could generally tell what the high and low points of every hatchling were to be, by their appearance at birth! From this one, though... Five heads were not enough. The main head, red as her body, had a golden crown with its black opal, but also had then a black diamond, an amethyst, and two emeralds upon it. The head next to it, a golden-orange color, as well as the one to its right which was blue, both sported silver crowns with several jewels in them: two sapphires, two rubies and two diamonds between them, but then Diamis bellowed with anger, “what is that on that crown?” For there were two yellow-colored topaz jewels, signifying just what?

The last two heads, a violet one and a green, had black crowns. Between those, there were two black diamonds, two more sapphires, two amethysts and two more of those odd topaz jewels. And between each head, there were three stumps of heads, meaning that this, if one could count properly, would be a twenty-headed hydra.

With wings.

A faint chuckling filled the silence in the room. As the big hydra-dragon stood and hissed her greetings at her mother, two heads saw a young very pale skinned woman standing alone. No one wanted to come near the girl anyway, she was reputed to have killed and eaten several people while she stayed in the Healing Den. She wasn't going to be very welcome in the future.

Hyakuhei . A fine name. I require sustenance and also a name for myself. Could you help me find that, while I assist you?

“Why of course I could, but you shall have to earn it first,” the demonic child said. Everyone moved out of their way, and someone called out so that the kitchens be rid of human and draconic inhabitants while this monster and her monstrous bond came in.

“That's the end of that.” Magika grunted. “She has to die.”

“Not here, not now...” Baeris said, her tone a warning mixed with a plea. “Let the rest bond first, then you do what you must. But this is a place of healing. I must have that kept at least halfway true.”

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(from Death Court Hatching 2021)

So many of those eyes were on another hatchling nearby. All of them from one hydragon. The little dragon slunk and stalked around the feet of the hydragons without a care, ignoring the suspicious looks of his siblings. His eyes were for one being alone.

She was glorious. The largest and most impressive creature he'd ever seen in his life. All of her heads turned in his direction as he approached, and all of her eyes burned with amused light.

You are a bold thing, She of Many Mouths said.

You would not tolerate one who wasn't, the hatchling replied. For one so young, his mental threads were surprisingly calm and collected in the face of such a hulking creature.

She of Many Mouths lowered her central heads, each of them taking a different point around the hatchling.

Hagomilth, she said. Yes, you'll do. Whether she ‘felt' motherly or wanted a partnership, whether he was relieved to be alive or overjoyed to have impressed this massive queen, neither of them let on.

He had grown - significantly - in the several years they'd spent bipping across the multiverse in search of a more permanent home. While She bid him seek out these locations, Hagomilth made note of responses to his arrival, when he was noticed and when he was ignored.

His sibling Pisruth and he made a good team - as they should, they were loyal to their group, to their bonds, to their ideals.

But what were those ideals, now? Many times over the course of their maturation, the group of hydragon and death court dragons would gather and confer. Some were better suited to keeping guard than to contributing much to the conversation. They had considered - seriously - finding a nice Alskyran island, but all agreed that it was far too cold on the uninhabited northerly isle, and 'uninhabited' also meant 'without a good supply of large animals to eat'. But they did think that perhaps having a small base there would be good, because the fishing was tremendously successful.

(2026 from hatching by Mystic)

Two of the balespawn eggs hatched at once, as if they had coordinated their arrival. The two hatchlings that spilled onto the ground were each a dark, bruised colour. Until their green fire flared to life, casting one as a vibrant purple and the other a deep, ocean blue. The two hatchlings exchanged a look, then turned their attention toward Naxi’im. The purple hatchling raised two fists in the air, showing off their middle fingers in a very human show of disrespect, while the blue one stuck out their tongue and blue a loud raspberry.

::You’ll never take us alive, buttface!:: The purple cried triumphantly to the assemblage.

Naxi’im narrowed his eyes, a low growl rolling over in his chest. He could feel Takith’s desperate need to protect her children. He heard her pleas in the back of his mind not to hurt them. He didn’t care.

::Get them,:: he commanded.

--
Naxi’im looked away from the insect-like dragoness and her new prize to where he’d last seen the blue hatchling. To his increasing irritation, it had vanished.

::You,:: he barked at one of the guards standing next to Takith, ::go find it.::

The guard froze stiff for a moment while his brain worked through two very opposing commands from his king. Eventually he came to the conclusion that the newest order overrode the old order, and bowed his way out of Naxi’im’s presence.

::Don’t think this frees you to try anything. Move toward the hatchlings and I will have them all burned to a crisp,:: Naxi’im said to Takith.

The black Death Court queen glared back at her king and lashed her tail across the sands. Never had she looked at him with such open malice before. Good. Maybe now she felt a fraction of the hurt she’d put him through.

--

Meanwhile, Kalkenoux had found something of interest in one of the balespawn hatchlings. He separated out a small, pale blue hatchling from its siblings and caught it up in his claws. A rip-cord snarl tore from all of his mouths as the hatchling chomped down on one of his fingers. Reacting on impulse, he tossed the hatchling to the ground, where it bounced and rolled away several feet.

::Insolent little worm,:: Kalkenoux growled.

If the hatchling had a response, it was drowned out by a discordant symphony of laughter echoing through the cavern.

::These balespawn have little fear.::

::What they should have is respect.::

::Respect is earned, dear Kalkenoux.:: Twenty heads bent down to look at the proud little hatchling. Twenty muzzles broke into wide, toothy grins as She of Many Mouths extended a claw to the balespawn. ::Come here, Wahid. You will learn who is worthy of respect in my care.::

Mates and Descendants

Name: Wahid Balechild Name meaning: Alone (Arabic)
Gender: female
Size/Shoulder/Length: 7' s
Colors: pale blue
Breed: Chaos
Features: as shown
Powers:Telepathy, teleportation, blue fire breath (fire that will stick to surfaces)
Parentage: Takith x Kaszas Balechild
Origin: Death Court hatching 2026 Art By: Mystic
Other Info: She of Many Mouths is the sponsor of this dragoness
Personality: Impulsive, defensive, obedient
Pet Blighthound: Fool's Gold

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Some From the intrusion, by Dragonflight

“You seem to have sense in those heads of yours.” A dusty grey Balespawn appeared near where She Of Many Mouths had retreated with her charge. “You may be acceptable as a teacher, of a sort. For now.” He huffed, bringing forward the fluffball he carried. “Cousin Wahid, we shall carve out an empire. All that we desire, we shall take.”

The pair of currently-small Blighthounds thought this would be such fun, apparently, even as the Healing Den began to shake and rumble.

When they all reached their new home under the dry surface of 'Repurposed' Earth, they set about immediately seeing which of them would lead, who would follow, and whether the Balechildren would eventually take command. For the moment, they seemed content to hunt 'only' those Combine.

For the moment.

Name: Sosoru Balechild (Incite, Japanese)
Gender: male
Size/Shoulder/Length: Varies generally around 11' s
Colors: Quartz
Breed: Chaotic Nemistan Bale
Features: As shown
Powers: Breath Weapon (Ice), Elemental Magic (Ice), Breath Weapon (Hallucinogenic Mist), Illusion Magic, Corruption Powers, Immortality, Realm-Traveling, Sizeshifting, Telepathy, Teleportation, Verbal Speech
Parentage: Zouo Balechild x Smaragyr
Origin: intrusion 2026 Art By: Dragonflight
Other Info: Intruding Upon: She Of Many Mouths & Wahid Balechild
Pet Blighthound: Emberburn

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