My Dragon Zombie Headcanons
Yoooo so we’re all talking about zombie dragons rn, right? I haven’t read the lore books yet and I only remember so much about each flight, but I do know a good amount about elements in general! so I’m gonna go based off of that. These are my #zombie concepts. Let me know what you think and feel free to add!
(warning, some descriptions might be a little gross to some people)
Ice: Death in the frozen wasteland is considered little more than sleep. Dragons brought back show little signs of decay other than foggy eyes and purple patches. (mostly on the nose, ears, and feet) some may be missing limbs, toes, or ears but little else unless if the corpse was exposed above the snow long enough to be salvaged by other creatures. There is little sign of odor.
Shadow: They writhe much like the muck that they rested in. Their bodies are little more than oozing black tar wrapped around a skeletal frame. Even though they can no longer feel emotion, they emit a hollow laugh that bounces off the trees. They smell of stagnant water and muck.
Wind: They are thin and papery. You’re almost afraid they might tear or turn to dust. Their eyes are dry, empty, dark sockets. They emit no light but carry an immense amount of curiosity. It’s as if they were experiencing the world for the first time. There is a faint rasping as their mummified frame moves. The movement almost feels unnatural. The air smells stale and full of dust.
Water: A corpse that once drowned, sunk into the abyss, only to float back to the surface, and then sink back down to the ocean floor. Their frame is bloated. Muscles saturated to their peak with water push the skin’s limits. Bottom feeders have nibbled at their skin and eyes. Some stay in the darkness of the abyss, others crawl onto the shore. On land, every movement pulls at their flesh causing dirty saltwater to ooze from their wounds as it threatens to tear itself apart from its very bones. The smell is awful. They reak of something that can only be described as rotting fish mixed with something sickeningly sweet. You wish it stayed in the ocean.
Nature: Canopies hide their unnatural existence. Endlessly, they wonder the forest covered in fungus creating a trail of spores following behind them. Half of their body is always more rotted than the other side as evidence that at one time they lay rested on the forest floor. Half of their face is eaten out by maggots and other insects, whilst the other is nearly immaculate. They smell like fungi with an inevitable aroma of rotting flesh.
Light: Corvids keep their distance even before any sign of reanimation. Their skin is cracked and bleached by the sun. Glowing eyes stare with an intensity that almost feels alive, but it’s not. subtle strings of drool trace their chins. phenomena can occur where some have multiple extra limbs that coil around the main body. It’s unclear if this is born from a pile of corpses becoming reanimated together or some other dark influence. Their faces reflect a permanent snarl and hunger. They smell like rotting flesh and iron.
Lightning: Burn marks reflect where they were hit by lightning strikes. Their eyes are burst, leaking fluids down their faces. scales are split and chapped from the heat causing stale blood to creep down their sides and limbs. Movements are jittery. They take large irregular gasps of air that are both visually and audibly noticeable. They smell of charred meat and metal.
Fire: These are the bodies that were not burned. Eyes, mouths, and wounds glow with an internal fire. They are coated in a thick layer of ash and clay that makes it difficult to see any clear signs of death. An internal fire fuels their movements and burns until the corpse is hollowed from the inside out and collapses under its own weight. They smell of sulfur.
Arcane: These dragon corpses are found in a range of being partial to completely crystallized. Flesh and bone glitter like precious gemstones. Injuries are permanently etched into their bodies and their eyes glow like stars. Like the pillars, magic still has an influence on their corpses. Slightly stretching out their limbs, giving them spindly proportions. They faintly smell of almonds and wax.
Plague: Half-eaten, these are corpses that were reanimated by a parasite. They are not necessarily reanimated as they are reused. Boils mar their skin. They drag lame limbs behind them as they walk. When one of these corpses is found it is immediately destroyed. There is no room for the dead among the living. They smell of disease and rot.
Earth: Undead stone, and more like golems than anything else. Rock on the inside and out. Old wounds were sanded down to appear more like waves across the skin. Some develop flecks of opalization along their body. They are very cold and have no smell other than dust.
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