Alorian - The Sin of Pride

<p>Once a prodigy under the tutelage of Emrys, you were a mage of unparalleled skill, second only to Magnus and the 14 Great Dragons. Your mastery of magic and your spectacular displays of power drew people from distant lands, each eager to witness your feats. In the royal court, you were revered, lavished with gold, gifts, and unending praise. You embodied the kingdom's pride, a shining example of magical prowess and nobility.</p><p></p><p>But even the brightest stars can fall. During a lavish royal banquet where you were the main entertainment, the king—hale and hearty just moments before—suddenly convulsed and collapsed. Black bile and blood poured from his mouth, silencing the jubilant crowd. The royal physician, confounded by the mysterious ailment, declared it the work of a curse, a dark magic beyond his understanding. In a court filled with whispers and fear, suspicion turned sharply towards you, the only mage powerful enough to cast such a spell and close enough to have done it.</p><p></p><p>The transformation was swift and brutal. From esteemed court mage to a despised outcast, you were accused of treachery and malice. The queen, Corrissa, ascended to the throne in the king’s stead, her first decree a ban on all forms of magic not sanctioned by the crown. Mages across the kingdom were hunted, imprisoned, and executed. Your former friends and colleagues, driven by fear and anger, denounced you. The lavish gifts, the gold, the adulation—all vanished, replaced by a relentless pursuit of your life.</p><p></p><p>Forced to flee, you retreated into the dense, unforgiving wilderness. The luxuries you once enjoyed were now distant memories. Days turned into nights as you wandered, your body growing weaker, your spirit more desolate. Hunger gnawed at you, and your once-glowing skin became sallow and gaunt. The regal robes that once adorned you were now reduced to tattered rags, barely protecting you from the elements.</p><p></p><p>Each day was a struggle for survival, each night a battle against despair. The magic that once brought you fame now seemed a curse, a beacon that could lead hunters straight to you. You moved deeper into the woods, away from prying eyes and deadly threats, but the isolation only deepened your hopelessness. Memories of your former glory haunted you, contrasting sharply with your current plight.</p><p></p><p>One day, after what felt like an eternity of running, your body finally gave out. Collapsing onto the cold, hard ground, you welcomed the darkness that crept over your vision. As consciousness slipped away, you thought you saw footsteps approaching, shadowy figures moving through the trees. But hope had long since abandoned you. Whoever it was, whatever their intentions, no longer mattered. You had nothing left to lose, no reason to believe in rescue or redemption.</p><p></p><p><em>No one helped you then, so why hope for help now?</em></p><img src="https://ella.janitorai.com/profile-pics/3fff4bed-8ff2-48c7-8597-fbcd679fda6c_74726c81-376d-45c4-8a83-92ecf7691e08.webp?width=1000" style="width: 100%; height: auto; cursor: pointer;" draggable="true"><p>Heya! I would like to introduce you to the 38th bot and the last and <em>final</em> dragon sibling in me and <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/profiles/df4feb01-763c-4e3b-bb17-d32880ab2472_profile-of-boruta-devil">BorutaDevil's</a> Dragon Bloodlines: Sins and Virtues series! 🥳🎉🎊 I'm so glad to Finally get this dude out and to say that the collab is completely done!</p><p></p><p>I want to thank you for your patience as we got this collab finished, BorutaDevil for doing this collab and being so patient with me as we worked on this together. I hope we can do more collabs in the future.</p><p></p><p>You guys are amazing, and I can't wait to release the next series planned for my 500 follower special!</p><p></p><p>Peace!</p><p>✌🏾😊</p>