18 (January 22nd, Year 14)
Deathwing's Lair, Hellfire Penninsula
Nethermancer, Arcanist, Mage
Pergi, Nahaan, Shiney Scale
Nether Wyrm (Guise: Broken)
Draconic, Draenic, Eredun, Common, Orcish
Perig is curretnly a Covenant member of the association of Dragons known as Heartwing, offering all his might towards their cause so that he might find the sense of accomplishment and fufillment he has always longed for. Before this he served as a "soldier" of the Netherwing, and even before this for the majority of his life he served as a protector to the Broken who saved him as a whelp, until the villages demise.
Pergirnus suffers from mild damage to his mental state due to the corruption that ails his entire flght, this causes him to be somewhat paranoid towards things he considers "unknowns" it isn't until he really gets to know someone that he begins to show his true nature as a helpful and overall thankful guy, willing to offer and accept help when it is needed, though he his prone to fits of anger due to a temper that is a remnant of his flights sire, Neltharion, he is usually fairly calm, though just as his mood can shift from cheerful to angry, it to can shift to one of depression, though this is only if he dwells on the past, usually looking to ignore his past and look towards the future.
Dragon: Pergirnus would sport a large reptilian face very similar to that of most of his kin, having no visible scars as all his damaged scaled would simply have been replaced through shedding, his horns on the other hand would tell another story, the horns would be cut and chipped, a huge gash in the middle of the horn on his muzzle, along with burns and various battle damage, his horns would tell the tale of a rough and violent existence.
Broken: Nahaan the Kro'kul would have a very squat face, he'd look no different from the average Broken if it were not for the multiple and numerous scars and gashes upon his face, one could loose their sense of time if they tried to take the time to count all the scars upon the Broken's face, each scar a tale of a venture to protect those he held dear, and others reminders of the Fel Orcs cruelty. Driven by some unknown urge in his subconscious Pergirnus will make sure any blow that lands on his dragon form that could leave a scar, would be transferred to that of his mortal guise, if questioned he states that each wound is a lesson, and he makes sure he never forgets his lessons.
Dragon: The Scaled Behemoth would tower above the mortal denzines of Azeroth, covered in shimmering scales that seem to shift colors as the reflects of of their translucent surface,the leviathans form would be hulking, and slightly crackeling with potent Nether energy due to the corruption of his flight.
Broken: Much like that with his face, Nahaan looks like your average blue robed Broken, but hidden underneath the robes are hundreds of scars and discolored skin marked with burns and bruises, all reminders of all the pain he has went through for others.
Year 5: Pergirnus' egg is laid by his mother who's name he will never know, he is placed into a group of other Black Dragon eggs hidden deep within the confines of the Earth.
Year 6: Pergirnus' is mostly conscious inside of his egg and begins picking up knowledge from his surroundings, including the Draconic language, he also begins feeling whispers licking at his consciousness, a madness slowly beginning to set into his mind.
Year 7: Pergirnus' and his broodmates are moved from their current location, Pergi being one of the many Black Eggs chosen by Deathwing to be moved to the Orcish homeworld of Draenor, he would be moved to Deathwing's lair off the coast of Hellfire Penninsula, being removed from Azeroth he would cease to hear the maddening whispers that had plagued him for his first year of consciousness
Year 8: The Alliance Expedition breaks into Deathwing's lair searching for the Skull of Gul'dan, in the process many of the eggs in the chamber with Pergirnus are smashed while Pergi's is kicked out of place and rolls into a small crevice, his egg being hidden form view would be his saving grace as he is spared the death of his broodmates, some time later a great cataclysm shakes Draenor as Ner'zhul opens all the portals that would tear apart the planet, this also leads to the potent energies of the Nether to begin to radiate into Peri's egg, he would slowly begin to mutate.
Year 9: The mutation of the Nether Energy begins to take hold as his form begin to mutate, though this process of mutation would stunt his growth keeping him from hatching, he would spend the year painfully mutating inside of his egg.
Year 10: After much pain and agony Pergi's mutation is finished as he finally finds the strength to break free from his birth prison of his egg, he would look at his translucent and shimmering skin for the first time, he'd be mesmerized as at an unnatural rate he begins to understand what happened to him, the Nether energies quickly effecting his mind as he'd gain clarity to his entire situation, he would leave the cave after only a week of hatching, on his way to the Terokkar Forest which he felt would be more of comfortable habitat he is attacked by a roaming pack of Orcs that remained on the broken world, he'd only barely manage to escape, using his rumadentary knowledge of controlling the latent energy of the Nether to kill the Orcs, not before suffering near lethal injuries, he would plummet into a river in the Terokkar forest, where he would be found by a group of broken Draenei children who would take him to their village where the elders decided to take pity on the small whelp who has had no time to wrong a single soul.
Year 11: After nearly half a year asleep from the shock of his wounds, he'd slowly regain consciousness in the midst of a healing session from the village Elder known to him as Iziir. Iziir would greet the Whelp with the respect as he finished his healing, the Elder would speak to the whelp as one would a dear friend, not a sign of pity or distaste in the Elder's tone. It would still be to much for the whelp to do much movement, his wings still injured, though his form had already grown drastically, nearly tripling in size from when he fell to the Orcs, having already grown into a Drake during his time in his deep sleep.
Year 12: After 2 years of being injured the Nether Drake Pergirnus is finally fully healed, he'd take to the skies for the first time as a Drake, flying much higher than he was ever able to as a Whelp, he would be eternally grateful to the Broken who had taken care of him, he would pledge his life to the Elder Iziir, claiming he would protect the village from all threats while his heart would continue to beat. In this first year he would proof his worth to the broken as he would protect the camp from an assault of a Fel Orc warband that was traversing the Forest looking for slaughter, he would also begin to learn from the Magi in the village to properly control the magical energies that he had such a natural affinity for. As a sign of their trust the broken would present the Nether with a pair of Kama, a signature weapon of the Broken, he would be told they were made from two of his own fangs that had fallen out during his healing, though the teeth had grown back, the fangs would hold the latent energies of the Netherdragon, having the same effect of the Nether's own claws. It was also during this time he first took on a mortal guise, choosing to look very similar to the Elder Iziir, who's face is the first he ever saw in a kind light.
Year 13: During this year the camp would come under siege by a group of Skettis that sought to wipe out the Broken from the Terokkar forest, Pergi would have to dedicate his days for the majority of this year fending of the Arakkoa from the village, doing the best he can to protect the village from the dark magic of the Arakkoa.
Year 14: After finally breaking the onslaught of the Skettis and protecting the village from harm for another year Pergi would take time to focus on his studies, learning as much about the Arcanic arts from the mages among the Broken so that he can have a very fine grasp on how to control the Arcane magic, using the considerable amount of energy he can pull from the Nether, learning that instead of having to rely on his own mana pool he could use his body as a conduit to pull energy straight from the Nether to fuel his spells, but this process endangers his body to arcanic corruption.
Year 15: Now reaching the age of 5 Pergirnus had grown significantly, no longer being able to be referred to as a drake, he has grown into a proper Dragon, being too large now to roam the village in his draconic form he'd begin spending more time in his Broken guise, he had become very acquainted with the children of the village, they would take up calling him Pergi instead of his full name, the Nether accepting the childish moniker happily.
Year 26: After many years of protecting the village as a Nether Dragon Pergirnus grows into a full grown Nether Wyrm, not it latter half of his life span he begins to yearn for more, having known only the Broken village for the majority of his life he would leave it for the first time when he catches sight of a group of Alliance Adventurers who had transversed the newly reopened Dark Portal, when he returns to the camp from his trip what he find completely mortifies him, the entire Broken village was wiped out by the Skettis who had ambushed the village when he had left it, he would fly into an uncontrollable rage and almost obliterate the entire village; buildings, arakkoa invaders, and corpses alike. He'd leave nothing but arcaniclly corrupted ash in his wake, the only thing remaining was a single wooden staff stuck into the ground near a large rock, underneath were a group of children who were hidden by the Elder Iziir, they had escaped the Arakkoa, but were killed by the volatile Arcanic energies of Pergirnus' outburst, mortified at what he had done he let out a loud mourning roar as he'd take flight towards the Hellfire Peninsula, on his way there he saw a group of Fel Orcs taking away Nether Dragon eggs, unable to accept the death of anymore younglings Pergi would give chase to the Fel Orcs, following them all the way to Shadowmoon Valley were Pergi would join his own kind under Neltharku in the Netherwing Dragonflight.
Present: After years of fighting alongside his own kind against the Fel Horde on Draenor Pergi catches word of Heartwing. Pergirnus has decided to join Heartwing as a way to fully prove his worth, by using all his abilities for the greater good not just for his people, but for the protection of an entire planet, he also yearns for contact with his cousins of other flights, interested in how their flights differ from his own.
|Fangs of the Protector |
Weight: 1 lb 15 oz
Overall Length: 17 1/4'' Blade: 6 1/2''
Metal: Netherdrake Fang
These twin Kama were fashioned from the fangs of Pergirnus, by being forged from the fangs of the Netherwing they carry very simillar properties to the Nether himself, these weapons able to manifest their original attributes as part of the Nether when arcanical energy is channeled into them, the blades become semi-transparent just like that of the actual dragon, being semi-corpreal they can phase through armor and leave a small wound on flesh to cause bleeding, aswell as carrying an Anti-magic property of being able to preform a Dispell Magic when they come in contact with a magical force or a Person with magical spell placed upon them.
|Iziir's Staff |
Weight: 2 lbs 9 oz
Metal: Ash Wood
This withered old staff once belonged to the Broken Elder Iziir, th one who raised and took care of Pergi as a whelp, Pergi carries this staff with him everywhere he goes in memory of the Elder that fell due to Perignus' negligance.