Yeron

Mysterious Pet With a Taste for Blood

10

Male

He/him

Half-breed of frigiexan and Shade

"yair-on"

10"

5 lbs.

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Though Yeron has a few traits in common with frigiexans, he is mutated heavily due to the unusual circumstances surrounding his birth, and while he's quite intelligent, he looks more like a wild animal. Standing at ten inches tall on all fours, Yeron has the body, legs, and wings of a vampire bat, with his spindly arms connected to his torso and feet by leathery flesh. Instead of a bat's downy fur, however, he has dark feathers like those of a frigiexan, or a raven.

At the top of his wings, where an ordinary bat would only have a thumb, Yeron has four additional fingers tipped with claws. He also has a large raven's beak, which is filled with sharp teeth and made of more flexible stuff than keratin, allowing him a wider range of expressions. His red eyes give off a dull glow when he is especially excited, which is often.

Raw meat, playing pranks, riddles, "smart" jokes, insects

Routine, being ordered around, the stench of rot, sweet food, furry things

Dying by anyone's hand but his own, being seen as weak

Blood painting, bone jewelry

Too young to care

Yeron is dangerously unstable, but exceptionally skilled at hiding it. He thrives on chaos, delights in violence, and goes wild whenever he has the chance to tear something apart without getting himself hurt in the process. If you're ever in a room with him, he has a habit of staring at you with a wide, unmoving grin. He's easily amused and quick to become friends with anyone who shares his morbid, sometimes smart sense of humor, but he can be fickle: annoy him and he won't hesitate to throw it all away.

Yeron's magic is weak, but he primarily uses it to cover his wings and claws when swooping in for a strike. He makes up for his size with speed and ruthlessness, never stopping the attack until his target is in tatters or he's realized he won't be winning the fight, at which point he bolts with incredible speed.

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Yeron was born to an exan named Yadennda, who sought to become one with the truest idea of Darkness by (through somewhat misguided ideas) fusing himself with a Shade. Using powerful and dangerous magic, he captured one from the Void, and used it to craft his own Alternate Form. Unfortunately, this didn't work as intended, but Yadennda's nonfunctional form core was eventually passed to his child. Yeron was born deformed and highly destructive, and swiftly abandoned by his family.

He was later found by Emelia Reragon, who now calls him her "pet." Yeron claims to serve his "mistress" with pride, but in reality, he's only biding his time until he has a sufficient chance to escape her attention forever. His main duty for now is to guard Emelia's crystal of Void Magic with his life.

Yeron came to Terrata along with Emelia against his will, but it's slowly growing on him as he comes to appreciate how fragile the local humans are and how easy it is to mess with them.

In his future, Yeron will directly cause the Great Hereafteran Massacre and play a vital role in the Central Time Loop.

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"Some would say I am still a child, hee. I like bones! Anything made from bones. The feel, the scent, the sound they make when clacked together! Most satisfying."

"I don't pay it any mind. The only being I can be is me!"

"Hee hee, that's a silly question, don't you think? I can't even hold an infant, unless it's the young of some small, vulnerable creature. In which case I might assume I'm being handed a tasty snack! Hee hee hee!"

"I don't like it, I'll never truly be free as long as the lady holds me in her iron grip! Someday I'll exceed even her power, and then I'll be happy!"

"I've heard that drinking can dull your mind, so I'd rather not partake."

"Of course, it is mine!"