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Name: Vicra Appearance:[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=13365990] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/133660/13365990_350.png[/img] [/url] Wendigo or dragon?: dragon History: Vicra is one of those dragons who got herself into all kinds of trouble before and has been beaten down by life quite heavily. Since she hatched she has done nothing but climb, run, swim, fly and fight. If there was something dangerous or new about Vicra would be there to investigate or attempt to fight it, no matter what. The first major incident happened when she fought a rival female to impress a male. The other wildclaw was much bigger and older but she took her on still, and the scar on her face never lets her forget the humiliation of being bull headed against a clearly dominant female. This took the sight of her left eye. Since then she wasn't too interested in mating rather she focused her energy on exploring and adventuring. She managed to tear her wings up quite bad when traversing the shifting expanse, getting them caught on one of the spires, thrust into the static-charged, superheated air. This impaired her ability to fly and it hurts only after a few flaps making it almost impossible to travel long distances via air. If that wasn't enough she lost both her legs on the border of lightning and fire as she tried to cross and fly over a burning coal pit even though she was advised against it. She would have been rendered immobile if not for the healer who happened to be nearby. It took months to create and power up the electricity powered prosthetic legs and even longer for her to learn to walk in them. Now she has gotten used to all her scars and flaws and wears them proudly and as a symbol of the eventful life she lives. She remains as reckless as she was as a hatchling. Anything else?: she has to take the legs off from time to time to let the stumps breathe. Quick paragraph sample: She landed just that morning. Saying goodbye to the kindly dragon that agreed to give her a lift she started her adventure into the Southern Ice fields. Gosh it was cold. Vicra tucked her wings in as close as she could in hopes of keeping warm. /I don't need what is left of my wings falling off/ she thought. Frost already glinting off the golden colour of her prosthetic legs. "I sure hope those are stainless" she murmured to herself her breath appearing as a small white puff in front of her. Following what seemed like a well traversed path she made her way to a settlement of dragons. The clan leader despite the coldness of the land gave her a warm welcome and after Vicra explained her intentions even outfitted her with some gear. The next morning the wildclaw set out to do what she came to the Ice fields for. To explore. (Sorry it's a bit short I'm a little pressed for time right now but I'd love to join!!) @ClockworkTophat

@ClockworkTophat Name: Abyss Appearance: [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=15610422] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/156105/15610422_350.png[/img] [/url] Wendigo or dragon?: Dragon History: Abyss has had a rather successful past in arenas half way across the world. Putting her work of being an arena victor, she set forth to make better relationships with other dragons. Anything else?: She has a rather sly/sinister personality that makes others question her true intentions, but the trick is to trust her actions and not her words. Her two main fangs contain a deadly toxin/venom that dissolves a dragon's flesh and turns it into a painful black mark that sizzles as it spreads. Quick paragraph sample: The cold that nearly fused Abyss's scales together became more and more irritating every minute. Yet she was only a venomous snake than a fire-breathing beast, meaning that her body heat stayed under her scales instead of radiating from them.Her tongue flicked out from her mouth, feeling like ice instantly and causing her to growl. Even if no words were given, Abyss was having a rather loud conversation in her head now with herself. [i]Son a rat eating- bark licking- goblin sitting-[/i] She roared, interrupting her own thoughts in pure rage and frustration. The lore was nothing more than a spooky nest-time story for hatchlings. Didn't mean that she didn't [i]fully[/i] believe in it. "Damn it... maybe I should just follow my footsteps ba-" Upon turning around, the dragon saw that there were no foot prints behind her. Did I forget to mention that it was snowing hard? She growled angrily, but tried to calm herself down. "Can't fly. Can't go back. CAN'T DO ANYTHING." Abyss stomped in the snow, frustrated at the numbness, at the depth, at the sharp rocks underneath that always punctured holes in her feet. "That serpent of a dragon is going to PAY once I get my teeth into his neck!" Name: Onyx Appearance: [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=16353371] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/163534/16353371_350.png[/img] [/url] Wendigo or dragon?: Wendigo History: Onyx has terrible amnesia from when he became a wendigo, and so he cannot remember anything from before his days as a practically cursed dragon. Anything else?: He has a voice that sounds like many souls. And he [i]only[/i] whispers. Quick paragraph sample: Onyx slithered through a dark area shadowed by overhanging cliffs and sealed in like a tunnel by large rocks. He claimed it to be a secret area that shielded him from the wind and allowed him to stalk on unsuspecting dragons. Flexing his muscles, Onyx had to lower himself to the ground as he was nearly too large to enter, but it didn't stop him as it showed potential. The cold wind blew in from the spaces between the rocks, but he didn't seem to notice as he had caught a whiff of a dragon's scent. [i]Hungry... hungry...[/i] But he didn't want to frighten it away. Once spotting the shape looking rather lost, he moved into position to catch them off guard, and waited for the proper moment. Watching, no, [i]stalking[/i] the figure, he noticed that it was a bulky male Ridgeback much like him. He had no regard for any dragon that wasn't a Wendigo, so he didn't care if it was a fellow breed. [i]Hungry...[/i] Nearly starting to salivate, [i]HUNGRY-[/i] he suddenly lunged towards the dragon from the darkness and caught him in the vulnerable part of the neck. The crazed look in his eye was clear as he wouldn't let go of the dragon. He was weakened by the cold, making it easier for Onyx to kill him. Oh what a filling meal he would have tonight.

@ClockworkTophat Mind if I join in? [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=6797112] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/67972/6797112_350.png[/img] [/url] Name: Brenet Wendigo or Dragon?: Wendigo History: Brenet was once a respected elemental representative of his clan. His thick scales and strong wings had him built for the brutality of the wild tundra, and his position in the clan made him a perfect candidate for and ice-laden exploration mission. The only mistake he had made, was bringing an escort along. Poor thing, Nature clan dragons just weren't meant to face that harsh cold. But Brenet did what had to be done, and his clan hasn't seen him since. Anything Else?: Wildly fast and scarily determined, Brenet has the capability to track his prey miles across the frozen wasteland. Quick Paragraph Sample: Something had been following them. The leader knew this was impossible, and yet... The feeling still lingered. His troupe had marched for days across the scrub-laden icescape, and had seen neither hair nor scale of any other dragon for over a week. So why couldn't he shake this feeling? He sighed, tucking in near the roaring fire hastily stacked and surrounded by a half dozen freezing dragons. It didn't matter. By next sunset they will have arrived in the settlement, all would be as it should. Their supplies lasted just long enough for them to reach the next stop in their journey. As he gazed out into the unending darkness, something caught his eye. Far beyond the outskirts of camp, far beyond where their tails had dug trenches in the freshly fallen snow, something glowed. An impossibly small speck at an impossible distance. He stood up, eyes piercing the landscape, trained so intently on this tiny speck. He took one step, then two, then he was trodding out into the endless cold, away from his troupe. The glow grew brighter much too quickly, and it only took him a moment to realize it was approaching him too. The buzz of a set of tiny wings filled the air, and finally the glow revealed its owner. It struck before the leader could even comprehend. Blinded by the unending dark, he thrashed and roared as the light dashed around him, clawing and biting and bringing every scale it touched to a burning cold. When the troupe awoke that morning, the picked-clean skull of their former leader lay in a bloodied snowbank just outside the fire's reach.

@clockworktophat [b]Name-[/b] Ruby [b]Appearance:[/b][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/197921/19792072_350.png[/img] Wendigo or dragon?- dragon [b]History: (how they came there, how they became a Wendigo, ect)-[/b] lives at her friends home in the southern icefield, far away from the other clans. One night, during a large blizzard, her friend Maris left to go scavenge for food. Maris was never seen again. Ruby still stays at the home of her dearest friend in the hopes that she will come back, and not as one of the creatures. Ruby has stayed there for a very long time, and the home has lost much of its safety, warmth, and food. She still holds onto hope, and will try to hold out as long as she can without leaving. [b]Anything else?:[/b] Naive, hopeful, has had no combat training but is still strong. Fears blizzards and does not know the proper name for wendigos. She calls them "creatures". Still hoping that Maris will return. [b]Quick paragraph sample: (please please be literate)[/b] "Bye Mar, make sure to be safe." Ruby knew about the creatures, even if Maris never spoke about them. The first time she had asked, her dear friend had tried to attack. Maris nodded silently and headed off into the raging snowstorm. Minutes turned into hours; hours into days. Still no Maris, no signs if life at all. Worried, Ruby grabbed a cloak off of the ground and put it on. She hustled outside. "Mar? Maris, are you out there?!" A faint hissing noise came from behind. Ruby didn't have to think twice to run inside. The creatures had found her.

@Casiope @RedOptics

@rayray450 @CrimsonAero

Wow, I certainly didn't expect to see four new apps! I love each and everyone of them. All accepted, and now this RP is full!

@Ciphers @itsthirteen @thewarywatcher13 @Casiope @RedOptics @rayray450 @CrimsonAero

So now that all slots are full, I will be getting the starter up tomorrow morning since its a little late here. I can't wait to RP with all of you!

Yes I can't wait

@ClockworkTophat
It's been nearly a week and still no starter, Is this roleplay still happening?

@Thewarywatcher13

My computer crashed on me at the worst of times and wouldn't start back up, and without it I couldn't get anything up. Currently I am at a friends house so I can get a starter up now. I had really hoped I would get it back from being fixed by now.

I am sorry for this inconvenience.