Post by Tala on Dec 26, 2005 18:21:56 GMT -5
Character Name:Tala
Species:Pyrahyc Dragon
Age: 157 years.
Gender:Female
Description: Tala is small for her age, only 15 feet with a mere 20 foot wingspan, and light tangerine
scales. Her wings are a champagne color, transluscent but surprisingly tough for it's frail appearance. A small bright orange crest adorns her delicate skull. A livid red scar crosses her chest, with the scales lining it cracked and broken and another scar running down her arched neck. Each of her wings has a ragged tear, and she can't fly as well as she could, naturally. Her black claws have jagged edges, and are each half a foot in length.
Her ivory fangs are razor sharp, though rather small. Her long whip-like tail has a sharp spike on it's tip, which is a dark orange, almost scarlet. Her eyes are a frost blue, narrowed until they are almost glittering slits. The scales that cover most of her body are tough and flexible, with a barely perceptible ridge. The ones running below his jaw to the underside of her neck are lighter in color, with some specks of blood-red, unusual markings for one of her kind.
Her body is sleek and her muscles pronounced. Her shoulder and front leg muscles are the strongest and most visible, because of the rigourous training she took after being injured. Unlike others of her kind, she appears deadly, with fury hardly held in check.
Personality: Sullen, with no feeling for others, only hatred burning inside her, unlike most of her kin. She never understood the meaning of peace or trying to keep the peace between other dragons, and she rejects her kind as cowards and unable to do anything useful. She longs for a day when she would find another like her to nurture her hatred.
With her sharpened fangs and claws, she is a deadly opponent, even more so because of the relentless fury that is housed inside her. She is actually quite intelligent, can speak with vehemence and has a sharp wit, but hardly ever meets with others peacefully. A determined dragon could perhaps make her change her ways, though.
Bio: Tala was born to a Pyrahyc dragon called Aileria, and was taken care of by her clan. She was a restless hatchling, always asking questions about why her kin refused to fight others. When she was old enough to fly, she went off on her own, far away from her family, to prove herself to others. On one journey, another dragon, a black one, attacked her and gave her the scar, and hatred started to burn in her. The wound strengthened her, and once she was strong enough to stand, she sharpened her claws and fangs on rocks and started to kill without mercy, often playing with the victims until they begged to die.
Once the wound healed, she murdered all of her clan, leaving their blood on the rocks of their home, laughing. She flew off, looking for other drakes like her to join her.
Greatest Strength:Her fury. She is driven by it, and is so determined to become as respected a warrior as any other dragon that often it is the only reason why she killed so many. She is tireless and often will not eat or drink for days before a battle, to adjust her body to extreme conditions.
Greatest Weakness:Her pride. She has always thought that she could be as good as any other warrior, and will often overestimate herself.
Example of Roleplay: A slender figure was silhouetted in the sky, a dragon, small, but radiating with a dangerous aura. She swept towards the village, her eyes gleaming as she sought her victim. She always preyed on the hatchlings of a village, making them fear her. There!
A young hatchling, just old enough to fly on it's own. It was a Pyro dragon, with burnished red scales. It looked up in curiosity at the shadow floating above it, and that was its mistake. Tala furled her wings and dived, jaws open and jagged fangs ready to take the young one's life.
((Tala isn't unchangably evil. If someone could get close enough to her and try to change her... *pokes members*.))
Species:Pyrahyc Dragon
Age: 157 years.
Gender:Female
Description: Tala is small for her age, only 15 feet with a mere 20 foot wingspan, and light tangerine
scales. Her wings are a champagne color, transluscent but surprisingly tough for it's frail appearance. A small bright orange crest adorns her delicate skull. A livid red scar crosses her chest, with the scales lining it cracked and broken and another scar running down her arched neck. Each of her wings has a ragged tear, and she can't fly as well as she could, naturally. Her black claws have jagged edges, and are each half a foot in length.
Her ivory fangs are razor sharp, though rather small. Her long whip-like tail has a sharp spike on it's tip, which is a dark orange, almost scarlet. Her eyes are a frost blue, narrowed until they are almost glittering slits. The scales that cover most of her body are tough and flexible, with a barely perceptible ridge. The ones running below his jaw to the underside of her neck are lighter in color, with some specks of blood-red, unusual markings for one of her kind.
Her body is sleek and her muscles pronounced. Her shoulder and front leg muscles are the strongest and most visible, because of the rigourous training she took after being injured. Unlike others of her kind, she appears deadly, with fury hardly held in check.
Personality: Sullen, with no feeling for others, only hatred burning inside her, unlike most of her kin. She never understood the meaning of peace or trying to keep the peace between other dragons, and she rejects her kind as cowards and unable to do anything useful. She longs for a day when she would find another like her to nurture her hatred.
With her sharpened fangs and claws, she is a deadly opponent, even more so because of the relentless fury that is housed inside her. She is actually quite intelligent, can speak with vehemence and has a sharp wit, but hardly ever meets with others peacefully. A determined dragon could perhaps make her change her ways, though.
Bio: Tala was born to a Pyrahyc dragon called Aileria, and was taken care of by her clan. She was a restless hatchling, always asking questions about why her kin refused to fight others. When she was old enough to fly, she went off on her own, far away from her family, to prove herself to others. On one journey, another dragon, a black one, attacked her and gave her the scar, and hatred started to burn in her. The wound strengthened her, and once she was strong enough to stand, she sharpened her claws and fangs on rocks and started to kill without mercy, often playing with the victims until they begged to die.
Once the wound healed, she murdered all of her clan, leaving their blood on the rocks of their home, laughing. She flew off, looking for other drakes like her to join her.
Greatest Strength:Her fury. She is driven by it, and is so determined to become as respected a warrior as any other dragon that often it is the only reason why she killed so many. She is tireless and often will not eat or drink for days before a battle, to adjust her body to extreme conditions.
Greatest Weakness:Her pride. She has always thought that she could be as good as any other warrior, and will often overestimate herself.
Example of Roleplay: A slender figure was silhouetted in the sky, a dragon, small, but radiating with a dangerous aura. She swept towards the village, her eyes gleaming as she sought her victim. She always preyed on the hatchlings of a village, making them fear her. There!
A young hatchling, just old enough to fly on it's own. It was a Pyro dragon, with burnished red scales. It looked up in curiosity at the shadow floating above it, and that was its mistake. Tala furled her wings and dived, jaws open and jagged fangs ready to take the young one's life.
((Tala isn't unchangably evil. If someone could get close enough to her and try to change her... *pokes members*.))
