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Post by Vicorva on Jun 2, 2008 16:11:07 GMT
Post your characters here and wait for approval please. Make sure you use the correct sheet.
Character Sheet Template:
Human Sheet:
Name: Nickname: Race: Gender: Age: Birthsign: Guardian: Yes/No
Focus: Skills: Class:
General Appearance:
Hair: Eyes: Height: Build: Skin: Tattoos/Scars:
Personality:
Weapon(s): Clothing/Armour:
Inventory:
Misc:
Short Bio: Keep it brief, we want to find some of it out over the course of the RP. ļ)
Dragon Sheet
Dragon Form Name: Nickname: Gender: Age: Must be no greater than 300 (dragons mature at 150) Weakness: This can be anything, but must be potentially fatal to the dragon.
Height: From the ground to their shoulder when on all-fours (this is the most important indicator of size). 10ft is the smallest known dragon (a cripple¡K) and 40 ft is the biggest. (Tosh Raka is 100ft:D) Length: From nose to tail. Be reasonable. Wingspan: From the tip of one wing to the tip of the other.
General Appearance:
Personality:
Misc:
Short Bio:
Human Form Alias: Race: Age: How old they appear to be.
Focus: Class: Skills: These are the same for dragon form and human form.
General Appearance:
Hair: Eyes: Height:
Weapons: Clothing/Armour:
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Post by Tom Bombadil on Jun 2, 2008 21:30:36 GMT
Dragon Form Name: Zin Quo Nickname: That’s up to you. Gender: Male Age: 247 Weakness: Natural weakness to the cold. Whether it be very cold weather or elemental frost spells, he’s always been much less resistant to the cold than most, and cannot take much frost damage.
Height: 28ft Length: 57ft Wingspan: 55ft (I don’t know if these heights are unreasonable or not; I have a bad perception of length. Tell me if it’s too long)
General Appearance: Zin is fairly large and has vibrant green scales. His limbs are notably long, as are his neck and snout. His snout is somewhat narrow, and widens at the end to accommodate the nostrils. The top of his head is fairly flat, and two horns extend horizontally (slightly curving upward towards the tips) where the top of the head becomes the back of the neck. There are also horns on each side of his jaw, and at the tips of his wings.
From the front of his neck to his lower stomach, his scales are a paler green than the rest of his body. Dark green spines run down his tail, curved forward. His claws are large, the talons of which are long and jet black. His eyes are slits, giving him a “squinting” appearance. His wings are of average size relative to him, and look like those of any other dragon.
Personality: Zin is usually jovial and friendly, with a sense of humor. On occasion, though, usually when busy or under stress, he can get high-strung and anxious. He likes to make new acquaintances and talk to different people. He has a dry sense of humor, which is evident fairly soon to the people who meet him.
Over the years, Zin has taken to studying Tamriel in his spare time, reading over various books and talking with scholars, when he gets the chance. But he spends the majority of his time out and about, roaming around from city to city and town to town. He shows a particular interest in magicka.
When faced with danger, whether it be a physical threat or just an angry person, Zin keeps a level head, rarely showing any anger, if he even has it, which is rare.
Misc: -He has a very good memory. -He likes just about any kind of music, especially that of eastern Tamriel. -It is very hard to get him angry (visibly angry, at least).
Short Bio: Zin was hatched west of Skingrad and northeast of Kvatch. He grew up in Skingrad in his younger years before going out on a long series of travels around Cyrodiil and some of Black Marsh, later returning to Skingrad. There he makes a living primarily as a hunter and taking on odd jobs. When people he knows ask about his age, he tells them his father was a Bosmer.
Human Form Alias: Spear-Catches-Leaf Race: Argonian Age: Mid-30s
Focus: Combat, with some Magic support Class: The closest I could come up with is Monk, so let’s just go with that and be done with it. Skills: Spear (thus his name) Athletics (from moving around a lot) Illusion (he took an interest in magicka, and it has practical use) Alteration (same reason) Mysticism (as above) Unarmored (tough hide and whatnot) Hand to Hand (when you’ve got claws, use them!)
General Appearance: Strikingly similar to his dragon form. His scales are the same vibrant green, which are paler on his stomach and chest. His hands and feet are large, and his limbs are kind of long. His eyes are the same orange color, and his pupils are reptilian and vertical. He is considered tall for an Argonian, at about 6’2”. The only major difference in his features is that in place of his horns are two fins.
Hair: Fins Eyes: Orange Height: 6’2”
Weapons: Wooden spear with a steel point. The wood is dark and polished. Clothing/Armour: Simple, common brown shirt and pants made from local materials.
I made Zin’s Argonian form based on Morrowind Argonians. Let me know if I need to change anything, of course. ;D
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Post by Vrek on Jun 3, 2008 1:11:27 GMT
Human Sheet:
Name: Damon Clive Race: Imperial Gender: Male Age: 26 Birthsign: Shadow Guardian: Yes
Focus: Combat Skills: Axe/blunt, block, short blade, athletics, mercantile, light armor, marksmen. Class: Treasure Hunter
General Appearance: Damon is always somewhat ragged. Being that his company is usually just a cave rat, he doesn't give much care for appearance. His hair is usually messy, he doesn't shave unless it's time for him to keep up his look, like when selling finds. He is often sleeping outside, which never really allows someone to get enough sleep, so he is often seen with bags under his eyes. He has mroe then a few cuts and scars on his hands and arms. He isn't buff, but, is strong and has corded muscles.
Hair: Brown hair, about four inches long. Almost always messy. Eyes: Brown. Height: 5'11'' Build: Fit and strong, but not buff. Skin: From the wrists down and his face, somewhat tanned, but more pale where his armor usually is. Tattoos/Scars: Several small scars around his arms.
Personality: Unfailing optimist. In truth, Damon is a klutz, more often then not completely messing his own life up whenever he makes common mistakes. But he's always looked at the bright side of life. Despite his failings, he is always confident, and lives in a 'worry when it comes' lifestyle. The only time he takes things seriously is when things are life threatening, otherwise, life is an adventure, enjoy it. Damon is very protective, particularly to his best friend in the whole world, Archie, the Cave Rat.
Weapon(s): Silver handaxe, Silver shortsword, steel dagger. Clothing/Armour: Leather Curiass, leather greaves, leather boots. Beneath it he wears simple tan pants and a shirt. He also has a steel shield with on cast light enchantment.
Inventory: A book, which he uses as a journal, and a place to keep notes on his treasure hunts, a few restore health potions, food, some gold, rope, and two small steel picks, and an unechanted Daedric ring, which he keeps tied around his neck.
Misc: -Keeps a pet Cave Rat, named 'Archie' -He has a certain lust for finding more rare objects, particularly artifacts and Daedric items.
Short Bio: Born to a pair of merchants in the Imperial City, but become bored of such a simple lifestyle. He became a scavenger, looting nearby ruins, bringing them to his parent's store for sell. Over time he began to wander further and further away, exploring more distant places, until he never really went back home, to stay, anyhow. Every now and again he stops by his parents shop to drop off things for them to sell or use.
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Post by Vicorva on Jun 3, 2008 11:50:07 GMT
@ Vrek and Tom: definately improved. @webster: I'm not sure. If you really want to use him, you can, but I don't know how well he'll work out. He's likely to be killed or captured in the first skirmishes, really, and I don't know how a baby dragon would be the hope of tamriel. Anyway, you can use him if you want, but he wouldn't be able to change shape, as I am maintaining that only older dragons have the willpower and concentration to use that kind of magic. (if he was only like 20 years older, it might be plausible though, if that helps.) Other than that: approved. (plus sorry for being a killjoy)
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Post by Vicorva on Jun 3, 2008 11:59:00 GMT
Dragon Sheet
Dragon Form Name: Kalasin Nickname: As you please. Gender: Female Age: 152 Weakness: Absolutely no resistance whatsoever from poison. If poison were somehow to get directly into her blood stream, she would die very quickly. If, by quick action, she were cured, it would still take her a very long time to recover. Also, the thin membranes of her wings, and the webbing on her frills are particularly sensitive.
Height: 15ft Length: 40ft including 15ft tail. Wingspan: 40ft General Appearance: She is a scrawny little dragon, very slender and slightly under-weight. Her scales are the purest of whites, and oddly they change colour when she is feeling strong emotion. Between her small scales in a gap so thin it's barely noticeable, short white fur just pokes out. On her underbelly and along the underside of her neck is a thickly armoured plating rather than scales, of a brilliant gold colour. Her neck is long and elegant. Her large wings are not dissimilar to those of a bat, and the membrane is golden and semi-transparent. She has a very long tail.
She has two small golden horns along the bridge of her nose, almost too small to notice, and the one nearest to the tip is ever so slightly larger than the other. She has gold webbed frills along the sides of her head, protecting her ears. Just above these are two straight golden horns that point out along her back.
She has another golden webbed frill from her forehead down to between her shoulder-blades, and another gold frill capping the end of her long tail. Her golden claws are long and sharp, retractable like a cat's, and her front paws are more like hands than her hind ones, although still very animal-like. Her eyes are large, glittering blue and glow somewhat.
Personality: She is good at talking to people, though usually she doesn’t say anything that isn’t necessary. She’s dangerously neurotic, and sometimes being around her can be a bit trying. She has a happy nature generally though, and she tries to be quite content and get over her own personal hang-ups. She values the lives of others highly. She’s extremely intelligent, with a witty sense of humour. Problems include occasional arrogance, quick temper, practical jokes, grudge-holding, and being as she is only just an adult, she has some attitude issues.
Misc: -her scales change colour based on her mood. -loves human tricks, and is very dextrous. -Is really good at jumping and creeping into (comparatively) small spaces. -loves flying more than anything, except maybe jumping and climbing. -loves to learn new things, and has an amazing capacity for doing so -enjoys exploring, and is dangerously curious. -knows a lot about the history of dragonkind. -Dislikes hot things, but enjoys cold weather.
Short Bio: Kalasin was born in the freezing Jerall mountains, deep in a cavern beneath the ground. She spent most of her early years a dragon kit unaware of any other sentient beings. When she grew older, she began to explore further and further, and eventually she came upon mankind. Not wanting to be judged for her differences, she set about learning to take a new shape. It was a long, difficult process that took her a while to master (she kept getting stuck at Argonian, unable to change further…) but eventually she made it. From there, she learned to mix among humans and live a life with them, and she learned of the history of her kind through extensive studies and enthusiastic eavesdropping.
Human Form Alias: Arcana Race: Breton Age: 20
Focus: Stealth Class: Scholar Skills: Sneak, Acrobatics, Destruction, Restoration, Athletics, Speechcraft, Sleight-of-Hand
General Appearance: She is a small-boned female, with a lithe body and pale skin. Her eyes are large, glittering blue and her hair is thick, curly black. She tends to prowl rather than walk. Her features are smoothly sculpted, with a small, straight nose, a gentle smile, and high cheekbones.
Hair: Long curly black hair, roughly cut and falling into her eyes. Eyes: Glittering Blue Height: 5ft0”
Weapons: Two silver daggers. Clothing/Armour: A fitted black robe with silver moons and stars stitched into it. She wears knee-high black leather boots beneath this, and an ornate silver belt circles her hips.
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Post by webster52402 on Jun 3, 2008 17:16:57 GMT
Nah, it's OK. I didn't really expect him to be anything that would be able to keep up, but if he had been able to, I thought it would be certainly unique. I've cleansed him from the thread, to prevent confusion. Anyway, character 2! ;D Dragon Form Name: Meinos Nickname: None. His name is easy enough. Gender: Male Age: 152 Weakness: Meinos' eyes are very sharp, and very reliant. Should a bright enough light hit them, though, Meinos would be blinded for a long time, or, if the light was particularly bright, it would even burn his corneas enough that he would be blinded permanently. Height: 11 ft. Length: 50 ft, including a 20 ft. tail Wingspan: 60 ft. General Appearance: Meinos' scales are a deep mix of a rich, forest green, with black spread throughout. This acts as excellent camouflage when he is amongst trees, which, combined with his length, can usually act as a way to get the drop on the prey that his size doesn't allow him to handle well. He is a very long, but very low dragon, looking more akin to a raptor than to a dragon. He shares the same slender, almost bird-like head, the smooth neck (Comprised of seven feet.) that vanishes into a long, trim, and athletic body. The only difference being that all four of his legs are composed for running, rather than for evisceration. And, the wide wings that are on his back, of course. These wings share the same forest green color as the rest of him, with the membranes that are stretched between being a deep, ebony black mottled with green. His head comprises approximately one foot of his length, rather slender, with sharp, pointed teeth that hook backwards towards his throat. This makes it harder for prey that he bites to escape, as he can't rely on brute strength to hold them there. His eyes are thin, slit-like, and focused towards seeing as much as possible and retaining efficiency, even in the dark. Their irises glow an iridescent yellow-green, seeming to shed their own form of light. Personality: Meinos is very cool, very even-tempered. He is a hunter at heart, and he shows it both in the way he handles others, and the way he expects himself to be acting in times of trouble. He is unfalteringly loyal, but he is also sharp and intelligent, and will not hesitate to sacrifice one if it means that it benefits the many. He goes through life without regrets, and without past, his predatory vision slipping over into his life philosophies. Misc: -Meinos hates the cold, and much prefers a damp, comfortable heat. - His scales help him to blend in with the surroundings, and he takes this to heart, sticking to shaded places and forest wherever possible. If he is forced to reveal himself, he is rather uncomfortable. - Relishes the dark, and often can be seen just at the edge of a forest, reveling in the shadows of the trees in the light of the moon. - Much like his habit of enjoying the dark, he also loves the moon itself, not only because it heralds the night, but he finds the silvery light that it casts soothing. - He despises human society, seeing them as weaklings that rely on their technology to hunt for them, rather than becoming true hunters. Short Bio: Meinos was born in the thick swamps and forest that hover on the South-Eastern side of Cyrodil, just East of Leyawiin. He found his new home here, and rarely, if ever, appeared in Human society, leaving him woefully unaware of their customs and their habits. However, he never much cared anyway, surviving off of ambushing the various fauna that he could find living amongst the trees. Human Form Alias: Meinos (He hates changing his name.) Race: Argonian (Since it was easiest for him to change into.) Age: Somewhere near his late teens to early twenties. Focus: Stealth Class: Hunter Skills: Sneak, Hand To Hand, Unarmored, Short Blade (If he must...), Athletics, Acrobatics General Appearance: Meinos wanted to change as little as possible if he was forced to transform into a Human form, and it shows in the way that he looks. He is tall and thin, his eyes stubbornly refuse to change to the red that is traditional for an Argonian, remaining their bright yellow and green, and his scales retain the mottled forest green and black coloring. The only change that he deigns to make are a few horns that sweep in a semi-circle around his head, to at the very least make him look a bit more like an Argonian. Hair: A few sweeping horns, in a semi-circle. Eyes: Bright yellow and green. Height: 6'2" Weapons: He uses his bare hands more often than not, but he also can use a dagger if he must. Clothing/Armour: He usually goes without armor, sticking to plain, dark green tunics that match his scales. He is a hunter, he's not here to look fancy. FC will probably be surprised I didn't bring back a larger, Flame Dancer-ish character.
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Post by Vicorva on Jun 3, 2008 19:02:01 GMT
FC will probably be too busy for this RP: being a big-shot college boy now. (FC4, I hope you're reading this!) Definately approved. I'm sorry about the small dragon. He was awesomely unique, just not well suited to this RP. People can start posting whenever they want.
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Post by FC4 on Jun 3, 2008 23:17:45 GMT
I'm glad you left Flame Dancer to rest, Webster. It is better the characters of Dragon's Saga fall into peaceful slumber. I WILL find time for this rp, m'lovely lady, as I would be hardly a dragonlover if I did not. Now to come up with a character... Gah, I had forgotten to add in the weakness... and in some myths dragons did have feathers... but if it is truly a problem for you, then I suppose I will change it... I have changed it. Dragon Form Name: Kirreek Roak Nickname: Kiri, Seri, whatever Gender: Female Age: 170 Weakness: She cannot stand intense heat for very long. With her feathery wings she has insulation absent in other dragons, and being around intense heat can make her hotter quicker. Her wings are also flammable, so if the heat is intense enough, she could catch fire and burn to death. Height: Kiri stands at around 20 feet from ground to shoulder. Length: Roughly 40 feet Wingspan: About 30 feet. General Appearance: Kirreek is an elegant beast, though rather unorthodox. Long and slim, her body is lithe and agile, built for speed and elegant movement. Her tail is probably the longest part of her body, comprising about 20 feet of her overall length. From there her neck would be longest at nearly 10 feet. Her unorthodox quality comes from her feathery, birdlike wings, which sport aqua blue plumage. Her wings are physiologically designed in a manner more reminiscent of a bird. The larger feathers of her wings are unique as they are very strong and light like spider silk, and are capable of working like razors when moved at high speeds. Her claws are like eagle talons, sharp and hooked. Kiri’s face is like a raptor, holding that birdlike quality. She has no horns, and instead a crest runs from her forehead to her crown. This crest of feathery plumage is dark blue, and works like a cockatoo crest, moving up and down with her moods and alertness. Her two top front teeth jut out in front of her lower jaw. Her eyes are deep, glittering amber, contrasting with her aqua blue scales. Personality: Kirreek is different from other races, and she knows it. She does not like being different, she prefers to be normal. At the base of it, she fears ridicule and hatred for her differences, things she faced when she had first changed into an Argonian in Elswyer. She resents her dragon form, because it makes her different from other races, so she prefers her Khajiit form, which is the most normal she can make herself without hurting herself. She has yet to figure out how to change into a full human. Kiri relishes her friendships like they are moon sugar, not wanting to soil them with even the slightest problems. If she snaps at someone she respects she is often quick to apologize. She doesn’t often crack jokes for fear of insulting someone, though she will smile at jokes and humorous situations. She will protect her friendships with her life if she has to. She is also merciful to others, though she will reluctantly kill when situations do not present reasonable alternatives. Quick to forgive and forget, she sometimes finds her open friendliness abused, and may be rather closed towards new people for a short time as a result. She can have a harsh temper, though when it flares it does not last very long. Misc: –She loves to fly, catching the currents beneath her wings. -When she fights in Dragon form, she uses a combination of speedy slashes with her hard wing feathers, and swift, rapid successions of clawing with her talons. Her flight patterns in battle are elegant and swift, like a dance in the sky. Short Bio: Kirreek Roak was born in the forests of Elswyer, in the heart of the wet season. She took her name from the first sound she heard after her birth, which she mimicked as best she could. Learning to fly after watching the behaviors of the forest birds, she eventually grasped how different she was to them, adapted, and learned to fly in her own way. Of course, with that knowledge came the unlocking of innate knowledge within herself, such as the art of shape changing. Throughout the years she took on more human like forms, first argonian. She began to teach herself how to fight in the mannerisms of the humans, taking inspiration from the wind currents she loved, and the tribal dances she witnessed while in Elswyer. It did not take her long to manage a Khajiit form, which has remained her favorite for many decades now. Maturing, she has started to venture out in the world, using the tribal influences of the Khajiit race to perfect her odd dance-fighting style, as she seeks to mimic the elegance of the wind. Human FormAlias: Serihassa Race: Ohmes-Raht Age: 25 Focus: Combat –supplemented by meager magic. Class: Mercenary Skills: Blade, Dance, Light Armor, Acrobatics, Destruction, Sneak, Block General Appearance: Her entire body is covered by a light coat of soft brown fur, giving her an animalistic and exotic quality aided by the tail that moves about behind her. Her Khajiit breed means she looks like your typical human female from afar, but up close her cat qualities are revealed. Her teeth are pointed, and her nails sharper than usual. Her face is smooth and elegant, yet strongly defined. She is slim and agile, her musculature lean. Often, she exudes an air of independence about her, and moves with elegant motions. Hair: Her hair is dark brown, medium length. It ends past her shoulders in waves and partial curls, moving upwards near the tips in an elegant, wind swept fashion. Eyes: Deep amber, with a wild quality. Height: 5’ 6” Weapons: Twin curved Scimitars with blades of silver. They are fashioned in an elven, feathery design. Almost like longsword variations of common Elven Shortswords. She also has an Elven dagger for general purposes. Clothing/Armour: She wears a boiled leather vest over her torso, but her shoulders and biceps are bare. Her forearms are covered by leather bracers, and her calves are covered by leather as well. Her feet are bare, which she prefers. She wears a simple pair of pants tucked into the leather on her calves.
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Post by Vicorva on Jun 4, 2008 11:43:11 GMT
Approved.
*sigh* For future reference guys, these dragons do all need to be the same species, at least.
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Post by Vicorva on Jun 4, 2008 11:50:18 GMT
Okay... second character here, so that Vrek's character isn't a single mortal fighting off the Po' Tun hordes...
Full name: Lectral Darrien Nickname: Lec, or whatever Race: Dunmer Gender: Male Age: 80 (appearance 20) Birthsign: The Mage Guardian: Yes
Focus: Defense and Protection Skills: Athletics, Light Armour, Blade, Acrobatics, Alchemy, Restoration, Alteration Class: Guardian
Class description: Very endurant and light on their feat, Guardians fight by the principal of hit-and-run. They are as at home on a battle-field as they are running-rooftops or climbing trees. All they are really about is protecting people, helping them along. They are excellent healers and bodyguards, but in terms of wars they are more support fighters than anything else.
General appearance: He's tall and very thin and lean, but has the wiry muscles of a fighter, rather than a body-builder. His features are harshly cut on his face, but his eyes are calm and friendly. He seems fairly at home in his own skin. His ash-grey skin is blemished by thin scars as tokens of his past, but he seems handsome nonetheless. His hands and lower arms in particular are heavily scarred.
Hair: Raven black, short and tousled. Sort of messy, and reminicient of feathers in some ways. Eye colour: Red, but oddly calm and gentle looking. Height: 6ft2" Build: Very lean and wiry, and very tall. Tattoos/Scars: Various left-over scars as tokens on various parts of his body. His hands and lower arms in particular are heavily scarred.
Mental description: He's completely unjudgemental, and very polite, the gallant knight in many ways. He's calm in most any situations, and has no temper to speak of: very little gets under his skin. Though he is a friendly enough man, many judge him as completely emotionless. He has an easy-going sense of humour, and he is very curious and thoughtful, although in a quiet sort of way. He is sharply intelligent, and has an aura of hidden power and authority about him that makes people sit up and listen when he speaks. He's very straight-forward- he's never one to decieve people.
However... on those few occassions when things really do get deeply under his skin, past all of his guards... everything changes.
Weapon(s): Silver longsword and steel shortsword.
Clothing/armour: Leather boots, loose brown trousers, and a faded linen shirt with a maroon tunic. Wears leather gloves.
Inventory: Basic travel necessities, some health and magicka potions, and a small amount of gold. Pouches full of various dried herbs and ingredients.
Spells:
He's very gifted in Restoration, and can cast shield spells with great proficiency.
Short Bio: He's led a fairly unremarkable life. He was born a commoner, his parents farmers, and he was sent off to the temple to be a priest. When it was discovered he had a talent for the fighting arts, he was trained as a guardian, a sort of lesser paladin, and from that point forwards he went where the gods wished him to, helping where he could, and doing odd-jobs to get by. He’s completely unaware of the fact that maybe he is more than just a guardian of people…
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Post by HK-47 on Jul 12, 2008 20:32:13 GMT
I'm deciding between either a mortal or a dragon. I've developed character sheets for both... but what would you prefer most, Illusionary?
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Post by Vicorva on Jul 12, 2008 21:06:49 GMT
I'm open to both. We could certainly use more dragons, but with only two Guardians, another might be interesting. A plain mortal would be unique. Do whatever you're most comfortable with. If you wanted, whatever you choose, you could join as a pair with Rainer.
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Post by HK-47 on Jul 12, 2008 21:18:44 GMT
Dragon Form: Duigao Dragon, or "Frost Drake" Name: Garumba Nickname: N/A Gender: Male Age: 241 Weakness: Garumba is very weak against electrical based attacks, and quite uncomfortable in extreme heat. Height: 19ft Length: 49ft Wingspan: 58ft General Appearance: A thin and agile dragon, Garumba has a long neck and spindly limbs. Ice-blue scales line Garumba's body, tapering from his long snout to the long whip-like tail. Personality: Usually quick to anger and swift to strike, Garumba is a sort ruled by his emotions, despite his advanced age. His loyalty knows no bounds, and his greed is quite prolific. Disliking of necromantic arts, Garumba tends towards disdain for vampires and liches and other undead beings, however he still sees them as people rather than monsters. A feeling almost akin to pity rises in him whenever he meets a cursed being, and he is quick and willing to help a wayward traveler, whomever it may be. Short Bio: Originating in the northern reaches of Skyrim, Garumba was born a Duigao Dragon, or 'Frost Drake'. Smaller than southern breeds of dragons who could annihilate entire armies with ease, Garumba relied on his speed and agility rather than brute force. Born in the northern reaches of Skyrim, hatched in a frozen nest nestled in an iceberg floating in the oceans, Garumba chose a polymorphic form that best suited his personality and magickal prowess - that of an Altmer mage. Since his hatching, Garumba learned what he could about dragonic magick through trial and error, and soon found a life hiding away amongst the mortals, studying in their universeties and schools of magick to learn more about his kind. Human Form Alias: Garumba the Mystic Race: Altmer Age: Indeterminate; possibly in his 60's or 70's Focus: Magick Class: Wizard Skills: Transmogrification, Polymorphism, Destruction, Illusion, Alteration, Mysticism, Translation General Appearance: CLICKY. Garumba has an ageless face, and wears Nordic clan tattoos across his face and chest. Hair: Garumba's silver hair is worn uncut and loose, like a Nord's. Eyes: Garumba's eyes are unusual, and a result of an incomplete polymorphism. A dragon hunter would recognize them as the eyes of a dragon, but other beings would likely pass the unusual eyes off to some strange Altmer spell, or Khajiit hybred. Height: 6'2" Weapons: N/A Clothing/Armour: Most commonly, Garumba wears a set of silvery flowing robes of Nordic design.
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Post by Vicorva on Jul 14, 2008 13:27:30 GMT
Well, you said he never knew his parents because they were killed, but frankly, the reason is very much different- none of them knew anything of their parents, for reasons that will become apparant later, if they are not already explained enough by how much later they hatched.
But that isn't why they hatched. Currently, these dragons are THE ONLY DRAGONS IN TAMRIEL. I made this quite clear. They hatched, alone, because the magic that the akaviri dragons laid before they turned themselves to stone finally activated.
I expect this to be noted and edited. I'm sorry, but I take the lore I use in my rps very seriously.
Sorry about the age thing though: i got confused between his human appearance and his dragon age, so that's fine.
Anyway: approved once edited: it's otherwise fine.
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Post by HK-47 on Jul 14, 2008 20:34:27 GMT
I was confused about what was going on. I have since edited. Check it out!
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