Post by Neril on Aug 9, 2006 11:43:34 GMT -5
Character Name:Neril
Species:Pyrahyc Dragon
Age: 170 dragon years old
Gender:Female
Description: She is a firey orange with a Amber/ copper tone and hue to it that cover the top part of her. She has a yellow-orange that covers her entire underside. She has huge wings and is 34 feet long. The underside of her wings are shimmery and shiny, but not very.
Starting just behind her skull are spines that are cone shaped, but very sharp. The start out small but grow bigger until her back. There the spines stay a consistent height before they reach the tail and get smaller until they disappear a few feet from the end. Her spines and claws are a cream white to an ivory color. Her tail ends in a deadly point with a horn coming straight out of it at the end a few yards. Her tail spike is smooth and has a yellow tinge to the white.
Her feet have hard pads on the bottom sort like a cats of dogs and have the roughness of all Pyrahyc dragon's. On the end of each of her three toes she has claws that would even make a raptor jealous. Just like her tail spike it is an extremely pale yellow. Her claws are long and curve in just a bit so that she walk walk, but not so that they cut into her feet. She has walks on all four feet when she is not flying, or walking.
On her orange head she has large amber eyes on either side. Her eyes can be gentle or soft or blazing with anger that seem to see right through you. Above her eyes are hard bony rides with small spikes that curve toward her neck. Her nostrils close to the end of her muzzle are more than half the size of her eyes. On top of her head (that is close to the size of a grown man) are two horns that lie slightly behind where her eyes are. Her horns are curve down ward slightly as if some one had bent them. On the sides of her head just behind her ears are frills that she can move closer to her head or farther away form it. Her frills are just merely 3 hollow small bones with skin between them. On the ends of each bone are longer pieces of skin that curve toward her mouth. Last but not least is her mouth filled with sharp cone like teeth. Her first two teeth on her upper jaw are long, curved pointed fangs that are not retractable like a snakes. They are filled with a poison that is about as toxic as a cobra's. Her jaws are strong and powerful enough, not to mention big enough to fit a bull in there with room to spare.
Personality: Neril can have a terrible temper that spares no one. She can deliver tongue lashing that can still sting for a day or two. Neril can also be lazy and moody. Neril has a gentle side to her as well. She is strong willed and determined to do what is right. Whens she not being had headed she can also have some wise words to say, but rarely. She is well able to fend for herself and she loath most times to recolonize that she needs help. If you can get past her hard exterior then you'll find that she's a very loving and caring dragon.
Bio: Neril has lost her parents from fighting and disease. When her mother came down with a life threating disease and later died from it Neril became hot-headed, angry and showed no signs of kindness. She very close to her parents, but loved her mother more after her father died.
She blamed the doctors and herself for what happened to her, and went into a terrible rage. She locked herself away ranting and grieving for her parents.
About a month later she herself fell ill with the sickness. She survived thanks to the doctors and her friend that came to visit her and calm her. She regained some of her former self and trust, but is not healed.
Her friend was wondering around one day in the forest when she disappeared mysteriously. Neril searched night and day, until she was forced to stop. She had worn herself to pieces searching and someone had finally gotten through to her about her friend. Her friend had come to be very close her like her parents. No one knows what happened to her or became of her. Through many years she has recovered from her losses, but she never lets any one close to her for fear of loosing them.
Greatest Strength:Anger, flying, swimming, and climbing
Greatest Weakness:Compassion, love, grief, and lack of willingness to trust.
Example of Roleplay: Neril blinked her eyes open. Nothing had changed since the night before. Wearily she got up and stretched. She extended her wings and folded them up again. She was exhausted from the nights search for prey. She had not eaten in days and was several days away from any city or town. She liked the fact that she was all alone, but she hated that she had to hunt herself.
It had not been long since she lost her friend and battled for life. She missed Brightheart very much. She had been there for her. Brightheart had convinced her that there still joy and good in her life, when to her there was nothing left. She shook her head and walked toward the stream. There might be prey here, and if not she could use a drink before she set off again.
Species:Pyrahyc Dragon
Age: 170 dragon years old
Gender:Female
Description: She is a firey orange with a Amber/ copper tone and hue to it that cover the top part of her. She has a yellow-orange that covers her entire underside. She has huge wings and is 34 feet long. The underside of her wings are shimmery and shiny, but not very.
Starting just behind her skull are spines that are cone shaped, but very sharp. The start out small but grow bigger until her back. There the spines stay a consistent height before they reach the tail and get smaller until they disappear a few feet from the end. Her spines and claws are a cream white to an ivory color. Her tail ends in a deadly point with a horn coming straight out of it at the end a few yards. Her tail spike is smooth and has a yellow tinge to the white.
Her feet have hard pads on the bottom sort like a cats of dogs and have the roughness of all Pyrahyc dragon's. On the end of each of her three toes she has claws that would even make a raptor jealous. Just like her tail spike it is an extremely pale yellow. Her claws are long and curve in just a bit so that she walk walk, but not so that they cut into her feet. She has walks on all four feet when she is not flying, or walking.
On her orange head she has large amber eyes on either side. Her eyes can be gentle or soft or blazing with anger that seem to see right through you. Above her eyes are hard bony rides with small spikes that curve toward her neck. Her nostrils close to the end of her muzzle are more than half the size of her eyes. On top of her head (that is close to the size of a grown man) are two horns that lie slightly behind where her eyes are. Her horns are curve down ward slightly as if some one had bent them. On the sides of her head just behind her ears are frills that she can move closer to her head or farther away form it. Her frills are just merely 3 hollow small bones with skin between them. On the ends of each bone are longer pieces of skin that curve toward her mouth. Last but not least is her mouth filled with sharp cone like teeth. Her first two teeth on her upper jaw are long, curved pointed fangs that are not retractable like a snakes. They are filled with a poison that is about as toxic as a cobra's. Her jaws are strong and powerful enough, not to mention big enough to fit a bull in there with room to spare.
Personality: Neril can have a terrible temper that spares no one. She can deliver tongue lashing that can still sting for a day or two. Neril can also be lazy and moody. Neril has a gentle side to her as well. She is strong willed and determined to do what is right. Whens she not being had headed she can also have some wise words to say, but rarely. She is well able to fend for herself and she loath most times to recolonize that she needs help. If you can get past her hard exterior then you'll find that she's a very loving and caring dragon.
Bio: Neril has lost her parents from fighting and disease. When her mother came down with a life threating disease and later died from it Neril became hot-headed, angry and showed no signs of kindness. She very close to her parents, but loved her mother more after her father died.
She blamed the doctors and herself for what happened to her, and went into a terrible rage. She locked herself away ranting and grieving for her parents.
About a month later she herself fell ill with the sickness. She survived thanks to the doctors and her friend that came to visit her and calm her. She regained some of her former self and trust, but is not healed.
Her friend was wondering around one day in the forest when she disappeared mysteriously. Neril searched night and day, until she was forced to stop. She had worn herself to pieces searching and someone had finally gotten through to her about her friend. Her friend had come to be very close her like her parents. No one knows what happened to her or became of her. Through many years she has recovered from her losses, but she never lets any one close to her for fear of loosing them.
Greatest Strength:Anger, flying, swimming, and climbing
Greatest Weakness:Compassion, love, grief, and lack of willingness to trust.
Example of Roleplay: Neril blinked her eyes open. Nothing had changed since the night before. Wearily she got up and stretched. She extended her wings and folded them up again. She was exhausted from the nights search for prey. She had not eaten in days and was several days away from any city or town. She liked the fact that she was all alone, but she hated that she had to hunt herself.
It had not been long since she lost her friend and battled for life. She missed Brightheart very much. She had been there for her. Brightheart had convinced her that there still joy and good in her life, when to her there was nothing left. She shook her head and walked toward the stream. There might be prey here, and if not she could use a drink before she set off again.