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This is the Out Of Character area for the roleplay Behind The Clouds. You may post characters, chat about the roleplay and anything else if you wish. You may ask to join here also. I don't mind PM or comment on my page either. If you have any questions don't be scared to ask.

http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2421404 (IC)

*This rp is not a copy it is an original idea. I have jumped it around to so many sites and it has struggled. So if you join please try to be active. If you have an issue getting on please let us know. Life comes first and unforeseen events happen. I don't mind waiting or working things out to make things easier for you to take a break if you need it.

Character Sheet
(feel free to add something else you think is needed or for fun. Like if your character had a theme song or anything)
Name:
Image or description of the character (dragons need human and dragon forms)
Age:
Pact:* ONLY ONE
Job/Career:
In a relationship:
Bio: Give a bit of backstory, temperament, likes, and dislikes. OR Leave it blank to be found out about in the roleplay.
[remove if human]Type: What is the main type of your dragon? Ice? earth? So many types
[remove if the human a normal, not a mage]Abilities/Powers: Four is the max at the start, the characters can learn new ones. *Zaiboric Crystals will only be something Tiamat can use.

*Using images for characters is up to the individual keep in mind the rights and etc.

-Common roleplay etiquette also apply
No godmodding
No powerplaying
No metagaming
Stay active


My Characters

Name:Gronk

In human form, he has very dark brown hair Right side tends to cover his eye-patch. Peachy skin but a bit tan cause of the sun. His eye color is a dark blue color, it has been known to change to cyan when he is worked up. He stands at a very tall "6'5" and weighs about 200 pounds. Often he is seen in loose blue jeans, a white undershirt or black tank top with a black over shirt. Tends to walk barefoot but does use army boots when he feels like it. The only time when he wears a jacket is when it gets cold it usually has a hood.
https://farm1.staticflickr.com/927/39854455580_e419380588_o.jpg
(All credit goes to the artist of the drawing and the show he is from)

His true form is a large blue dragon with yellow horns and a yellowish belly. He stands about 30ft, wingspan is about 40ft, Length is just a bit shy of 25ft at 24.6. His two largest horns on his head curve around and point forward. At the base of his tail spikes form a club or mace like shape. He can use it to smash things and break bones of dragons or other creatures.
https://orig00.deviantart.net/dbe5/f/2017/005/2/1/imageedit_9_5744480922_by_keiko5566-daub6n6.jpg(this actually belongs to me, I am Keiko5566)

Age: 252 young adult
Pact: Yes-Rhett
Job/Career: Part of the military? sorta?
In a relationship: No, he is single!

Bio: One of the well-known dragons among the military. Some call him by his name but a few references to him as The One-Eyed, The Dragon Of Child Tales or Big Blue. The reason some call him "The One-Eyed" is two years ago, he lost his right eye in a fight protecting his human, Rhett. Being robbed of his sight was not something he adjusted well to at first. Having Rhett, friends, and family around did help. They could watch his weak side and be the vision he needed. These days he is fine without it. Still, some around him like his younger brother still watch out for him from time to time. The dragon can lose his very cool easily and a fight does often happen.

"The Dragon Of Child Tales" was a name given to him by kids and young dragons. A story told of a tale of a blue dragon protecting humans. The dragon even befriended a knight. Gronk looks very similar to the blue dragon in the story and some have compared Rhett to being a knight like in the story. "Big Blue" was given to him by a friend who just calls him it. Let's face it, Gronk is a big dragon and is blue. Okay maybe the guy was not very creative but it has stuck.

What is he like? Well, he is nice and is approachable for the most part. Just not very open to new faces. Yeah, he will talk with you but don't expect him to pour his heart out. With time he can be a very loyal friend and will always have your back. At times he can be hotheaded, stubborn and a bit cocky. It is better to stay out his way if he is in a bad mood.

Very intelligent, pretty good at solving puzzles and getting out of sticky situations. He does assist with some military missions if he feels like it and helps train them. Even the military has a hard time telling the dragon what to do now and then. It does cause issues for everyone, but they often to let it go, they tend to see the dragon as Rhett's responsibility or problem at times. He most often will listen to Rhett even if he acts like he doesn't.

Two years ago Gronk had nearly lost everything due to a silly mistake. A few dangerous stones got into the wrong hands. It was offered to him as if they were a food item. Which was a big mistake, but was also an accident. The person didn't know that the stones if consumed by a dragon made them go berserk. Gronk turned into what some would call a killing machine. Unable to recognize who was a friend or a foe. He tried to kill and even devour anyone who crossed his path. Jax a space-pirate and friend managed to trap him. Giving the effects of the stones time to subside without putting lives at risk. Today he often refuses to change form with a deep fear of turning into a monster.

Type: Earth
Abilities/Powers: Sand Manipulation, knows basic Earth Manipulation and he is learning how to control electricity.
Song that fits him: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NyVIFi3DKyo
Favorite Human Celebration: New Year cause of the smiles everyone has and the parties are fun.
Disliked Human Celebration: Halloween...let us just say spooking him is not a good idea.

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Name:Tiamat

In human form, she has skin that is a very soft light peachy color. At the moment she has long light brown hair that goes right down to her lower back. It is not her real color, normally it is a light green color. She asked Kara to change it to maybe help stop people from staring. Her eyes are a green like a bright leaf but seem darker at night or in fading light. Normally she wears dresses, black ones or white ones mostly. Sometimes with straps or without them, the dresses typical go down to the knees.

She does have longer ones for special occasions. Now she often wears just matching small heels with her dresses. Once again only white or black ones. Sometimes she walks around barefoot and tries not step on anything sharp. Tiamat is short standing only at exactly "5'0" and weighing between 90 - 110 pounds.

Her true form is black with thin spines along her back. Bright green wings and bright green fins near the base of her tail. The tip of her tail has green on it also. Length is about 12ft, height is about 14 feet, Wingspan is 20ft.

https://farm1.staticflickr.com/824/27682631678_47cb833c3a_o.jpg (sorta like this)
(All credit goes to the artist of the drawing)
Age: 114 young adult
Pact: Yes-Atticus
Job/Career: None, she is fine without one.
In a relationship: Yes
Bio:Looking at her it would be hard to believe if someone told you she is part of the Dokusei. She lives in New York, but not with her family. She is with a human named Atticus. Every so often she does visit the clan and checks on them. Tiemeth and her do not have the greatest of father and daughter relationships. Compared to how things once were though they are better. They do have good days, but more often they have awful ones. It often leaves her in tears or even shaken for the rest of the day. She enjoys seeing her mother and loves being with Kara.

Tiamat has gotten better at overcoming her shyness. Every time she sees a new face within the tower or around the city she tries to say "hello". Despite her father telling her not to do it. She is very gentle, caring and but also very curious. Sometimes she cannot help but stick her nose in places. If something gets her attention you best bet she will check it out. Sometimes it is harmless, but other times she can put herself in danger. She can fight, but often times will run away at first. Sometimes she will try to be brave when others are around or are in trouble. When she does get herself in a bit of trouble, someone is often close by to get her out of it.

She does spook easily, so don't play tricks or scare her on purpose. Those who know her well, know better. Sometimes accidents happen and things usually are overlooked. Some of those close to her can be a bit protective or defensive. Tiamat is small and seems very delicate. She has been known to forget things and in the past had amnesia. The thing that scared her the most was she almost forgot, Atticus.

Type: Poison
Abilities/Powers:Poison Manipulation, summoning skeletons and using Zaiboric Crystals.
Song that fits her: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nsvQzI79nXs
Favorite Human Celebration: Christmas is her favorite because she likes how everyone is so nice to each other. Also so likes to eat sweets like cookies.
Disliked Human Celebration: Halloween is the one she hates, playing tricks and being scary to each other is awful.

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Name: Arank
In human form is very thin and pale. His collarbone is often very noticeable and his ribs. A black shirt, pants and a hoodie often cover his thin body. He does eat very well but the weight never seems to gain. Eyes are often a crimson red but glow bright when he is using his abilities or is upset. Black short thin hair goes to the bottom of his ears. Last time he was weighed he was exactly 100 pounds and stands at "5'1". In the last two years, he has lost weight and it is not clear as to why.

https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1735/42518310322_db65f1bac3_o.jpg

Age: 114
Pact: Not yet, maybe in the future. He doesn't want people to feel what he feels. It scares him, doesn't want to share his own pain.
Job/Career:He sorta has a job but he does it freely, he tends to guide others. Going to hospitals most of the time. Helping the those in distress, in pain or the dying.
In a relationship: No and may never have one.

Bio: Words like quiet, calm, helpful or even creepy are just a few words that some use to describe him. People will even call him a "demon" it is something that seems to surface from time to time. Maybe it is his weird behavior of random chatter or it could be the red eyes he has. Despite what awful things some people say. Clearly, they don't understand or know him at all. He is good and rarely ever hurts anyone. The dragon is actually really good at fighting when he has to. A friend named Jax gave him a pair of daggers. At the time it was silly to him, but he has had moments where he actually needed them. He can't change his form among cities or use his abilities. So the daggers are actually helpful, not just for defending but cutting things also, very useful tools.

No one knows much about his past but a select few he has told. It is a dark one and he has had a fair share of pain and suffering. Arank is often willing to help anyone even tries to help enemies. Often trying to ask them to change the path they walk. He can be shy, withdrawn and given distant with others at times. Likes to be in dark and quiet places. So the voices that he hears calling stop for a moment.

Many don't believe if his age, he tells others that Tiamat and himself share the same age but is it really? His body doesn't seem to change all that much in height or even weight. Two years have passed by, his body shows little signs of change like many around him. The only things that have changed is his weight and the old wounds he once had. They are scars now but they still seem to bug him like they are fresh.

One of his wounds was deep and got infected it caused him to get very sick. If it wasn't for Sawyer and Kara he would have died. Sawyer was the first human to ever show any kindness toward him and didn't seem to be bothered by his weird behavior. Like glue, he has stuck to the human ever since. Kara is a human who is part of Doksuei clan, she made medicine to help fight the infection. Also, the women seem to care about him, even behind her cold walls. At times she can help decipher his random outbursts of words.

Type:Spirit
Abilities/Powers: Death Whisper, Telepathy/Telepathic Perception, Dream Walking, and Cloaking
*Cloaking only lasts three minutes and makes him weak after. Takes him hours to recover and a day to fully.
Song that fits him: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yo9sEmmJGss
Favorite Human Celebration: Doesn't have one
Disliked Human Celebration: Doesn't have one

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Name: Kara Nightshadow

https://farm1.staticflickr.com/885/39842707830_8367a3a967_o.jpg (similar to this) (All credit goes to the maker of the game and artist where she is from)

Long black hair that is normally tied up in a ponytail or a bun. Black eyeliner traces her golden eyes. Skin is light peach but seems almost pale. She wears dresses that are often black, purple or even red. Often they are very ballgown like, black, silver or gold jewelry often is around her neck. When she leaves the tower for whatever reason. She wears pants that are often tight, dark brown with many pockets on them. Her shirt is often thin and loose, sometimes they are a bit torn and worn. Purple seems to be the more common color in her wardrobe. She is about "5'6" and weighs 120 pounds.
Age: 42, but appears to look like she in her early 30s
Pact: Yes - Malinda
Job/Career: Member of the Dokusei Court, advisor & caretaker of Tiamat when she visits.
In a relationship: No, but she has had one in the past. Almost was married but the man tried to be controlling. She broke the wedding off then killed the awful man.
Bio: A women known by some as a witch or is often called a poisonous snake. Definitely not a woman who needs a knight on a white horse to save her. Kara is strong and stubborn, she does well with being on her own. Jokes or lying are things she does not do. She has a very serious job to do and often does it very well. Tiemeth seems to leave her be for the most part. The only time any kind fight happens is when Kara tries to get the lord's attention off of Tiamat.

Her eyes are like golden daggers they are sharp, always watching. The woman often puts up a cold wall. She has little interest in making close friends. Being betrayed by past friends and a lover will do that to you. For the most part, she is friendly just don't have an attitude when speaking or try to flirt with her. Can be easily annoyed when something stupid happens because of poor judgment. Mistakes are something she hates and refuses to be told she is wrong about things.

At times she is like a walking book of knowledge. The woman often can help you cure just about anything. If you need information on something or someone you should try asking her. Being honest and truthful is something she is known for. She will not hide her dislike of something or someone. Some actually love her for being like that. It can make things easier and any job needing to be done goes on smoothly.

Kara is very kind, gentle, and open with Tiamat. The two of them seem almost being like mother and daughter at times. It is actually a good thing considering who she has a pact with. Malinda encourages it considering she has a hard time bonding with her own daughter. So, Kara becomes the bridge between the two and it seems to help when they are all together. Tiamat is always welcome to come running to her if she needs anything. Even offering to give aid to Atticus if he ever needs it.

Abilities/Powers: dark magic and shapeshifting. (is a mage)

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Name: Jax Falunax

Often wears a red bandana on his head and tends to have a pair of goggles around his neck. These days his hair is very short barely past his ears. It tends to be dirty and very greasy. He wears a brown vest, black pants, a white long sleeve shirt, and has boots that are often worn with holes. He stands at "5'7' and is about 170 pounds. He has a mustache and a small goatee on his face.

Age:36
Pact: Yes - Zydron
Job/Career:Being the best the space-pirate! Sometimes he works in the junkyards if he stays near a city for a long.
In a relationship: Yes - Sam(his wife)
Bio:
Once a dragon slayer and now only a full-time pirate. He travels around the world and seems to have no plans on leaving. The man commands a massive ship weighing about ten thousand tons. Oh and it doesn't just travel by water, It can also soar the skies. In the past two years, he has upgraded the ship massively. Some of those that travel with the man are said to be geniuses. Jax has become well known among world leaders. He has assisted with hundreds of missions to help transport food and other supplies. Okay so at times he doesn't act like your typical pirate.

He is so much fun to be around and full of energy and always tries to have a good time. The guy will throw a party for his crew just to show how much he appreciates the work they do. Jax has stated that his ship is always a home to anyone that needs one. When something serious happens he does buckle down and firmly gets the job done. Recently he discovered something really odd on a few islands. Giant birdcage like domes was being built and some seeming to be completed. Jax used a camera and did his best to get clear shots. When the ship got closer alarms would go off.

They would get a radio call to leave the area or they would be arrested.
Something about those domes makes the pirate nervous. His gut turns every time he looks at the pictures he took. Hopefully, his crew can help figure it out, but he might have to seek old friends for help.

The Donna https://farm1.staticflickr.com/889/40659551035_8785546c3d.jpg(All credit goes to the artist of the drawing)
Song that fits him:
Favorite Celebration: New Year cause he can drink till he passes out and isn't bothered.
Disliked Celebration: Easter! He doesn't understand why people lose their mind over some eggs.

~~~

Name: Militis

https://orig00.deviantart.net/584b/f/2016/132/5/0/militis__resurrected___by_keiko5566-da26rwp.jpg(This is my artwork)
Height is "6'5"and his weight is roughly between 150-200 pounds.
https://farm1.staticflickr.com/977/39901147250_8b02657f98_o.jpg
(credit goes tot he artist and the game)
Age:323
Pact: No
Job/Career: A long time ago he was ordered to protect Tiamat. These days he doesn't leave the dark and horrifying basement of the Doksusei Tower.
*No one but Tiemeth, Malinda and Kara know that he is down below.
In a relationship:Impossible at this moment.
Bio: Telling his story in the roleplay don't want to give out details at the moment. It will all be explained soon.

Type: Could be considered to be shadow or undead at this point.
Abilities/Powers:Darkness Solidification, Darkness Manipulation, Dark Shield Construction and Shadow Mimicry

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Name: Tiemeth
https://farm1.staticflickr.com/953/39901147340_2a12e6dca6_o.jpg
(credit goes to the artist)

working it...

Age:569y starting to hit the early elder years.
Pact:No
Job/Career: He is the leader and King of the Dokusei.
Bio: Once a young dragon king who commanded the dead and broken to do his bidding. To this very day, he is still feared, respected and awed by some even in his old age. The dragon rarely leaves the tower that was built for him and the clan. When he does it is often not for very long. He tends to fetch dead bodies from places like hospitals. At times he does offer humans his services for burials and cremations. The money that is made isn't often kept for himself the dragon has little care for it. He tends to give to Kara to deal with and tend to matters involving it.

He made a deal with the president John, almost a year and a half ago. Anything that happened in or around his family would be ignored and dismissed. That no harm would come to the clan and especially his daughter. No arrests would be made no crime would be held against them. That the family was free to do what they do. In return, John was kept updated on the family's situation and got a profit from the services that were offered by the family. Also, he was allowed to visit the place whenever he wished and be without many rules to follow.

John built the tower for the dragons as a symbol of the agreement for the deal. Those that know of the deal and a truth behind the tower see it as a devilish deal. That if anything went wrong it would the Dokusei that would pay the price. Tiemeth often tells others to not be worried about it, that he and John are sorta like friends. That nothing bad will ever happen to ruin the deal they have.

Tiemeth is very smart, cruel, conniving, and sharp even in his old age. A creature you do not want to make your enemy. Would be better if you just stayed away from him and his clan. He once disowned and sent his daughter into the harsh world alone. The girl was so very different than how the clan normally was. Caring, sweet or gentle was not what Doksusei tended to be. After many years he was reunited with his daughter. He began to act a bit fatherly with her a bit and forgave the girl for being different. Time to time he will be rough with her and in some ways abusive. He doesn't do anything psychically to her but tends to yell at her, most often stepping or crushing her feelings. Knowing his daughter is involved with a human male disgusts him. The dragon also doesn't like it that how the same human guards the outside of the tower. But as long the human isn't noisy and does his job things will be fine.

Type: Necromancy
Abilities/Powers: Undead Summoning, Death Sense, Spirit Magic and Afterlife Transport

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Name: Zoir
https://farm1.staticflickr.com/801/27682631898_d22716a5b4_o.jpg
(All credit goes to the artist of the drawing and Koei)

He is a large sized blue dragon he stands at about 36 feet, length is at 20 feet and wingspan is 30 feet. Weight is around 28,000lbs so compared to Gronk he is light. His scales are a very light blue, with sandy coloring on his neck and belly. Two large horns on his head make a "V" and spiral a bit at the tops. He has small blue spines that go down his back.

Age:282
Pact: No
Job/Career: No but he often helping his clanmates, his friends and keeping his best friend out of trouble.
In a relationship: No
Bio: Gronk's best friend and one of his most loyal companions. Very easy going and often looks at the bright side of dark situations. Often times he can be a joker and a prankster with others often try to drag Gronk into it. Being serious is not a normal thing he does unless it is needed. Don't worry if you are on the good side he has your back no matter what. He tends to use the " I am older than you" card with Gronk sometimes just to annoy him. Zoir grew up with Gronk they are both from the same clan and tended to get into trouble with there parents. The two are not related but often call each other brothers. At times they will argue and get a bit nippy with each other. But they never stay mad for long well least not at each other.
Type: Earth
Abilities/Powers: Electricity Infusion, Lightning Element Control and Earthbending.
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Name: John Zermack
https://farm1.staticflickr.com/841/41530372832_b39f5c5401_o.jpg((All credit goes to the artist of the drawing and the show he is from)
Age: 37
Pact:Yes- Havok
Job/Career: President Of The United States
In a relationship:No
Bio: John Zermack once was once part of the military till he almost lost his leg from a landmine. He then focused on his medical skills trying to help those wounded and try to save lives. He was very interested with the dragons when they first arrived. Just maybe not in the same ways as other. To him they where creatures to be studied and tested. Oddly he would often do testing on them when they came to him injured.Often he would take blood samples and check it. He has been known to cage dragons that feel dangerous to him. At one time it was a large number of them. Locked in cages and one by one where to be tested. He doesn't trust dragons and doesn't like them at all. Sometimes dragons would be found dead or would die on the table after the best efforts were given to save them. John would open them up trying to figure them out. Often asking himself " Why can these creatures change to be humans?".

He was getting very obsessed with it to the point he would inject dragon's blood into himself. The man at some point forged a pact with a dragon named Havok. Offering the hurt dragon at the time a deal. That when or if he became president he would allow Havok to be unaffected by laws. John would get a longer life and Havok could go around doing what he pleased. That they could easily remove anyone who was their enemies. John soon began to act like he cared about the people. Trying to win as much favor and be loved by as many as he could. The people soon adored the man and trusted the stories he would tell. Because of his background, many really trusted the man for it.

In the last two years of being the top dog. He has met every goal that he promised to the people and dragons. Would attend events to help build houses and fix roads. This man has done a very good job at keeping his mask on. When doors are closed and he is alone with a few trusted allies. Often telling them how stupid everyone is and that a plan is almost ready to fly. Recently he has hired former followers of Garvus to serve as guards and security. He would teach them everything they needed. Often making more deals with the last remaining Guards Of Garvus. Many think these awful dragons are died or in hiding. When really they are right at the heart of the land. Something is coming and it will arrive soon.

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Name: Havok
https://farm1.staticflickr.com/784/27683138508_ab064a57e8_o.jpg(All credit goes to the artist of the drawing and the show)
Often wears black leather from his pants and even his jacket. with a black undershirt under it and black boots cover his feet. When in his human he often carries a katana. He doesn't use a sheath for it so it always ready.

Height is about "6'5' and his weight is between 180 -200 pounds. His Dragon form is pure black with glowing red eyes. The spine down his black is like daggers with glowing red tips. He stands at 35 feet, length is 25feet, Wingspan is about 30feet around. He has light grey marking covering his body that almost look like crosses in spots.

Age: 247
Pact: Yes - John Zermack
Job/Career:John's bodyguard and does whatever John asks for him to do.
In a relationship: No at the moment but he had one a very long time ago.
Bio:
Type: Shadow
Abilities/Powers:Doppelgänger Morphing, Pressure Point Intuition, Illusionary Environment, and Torment Inducement

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Name: Gronrux

In human form, he stands"6'7" he lost his left eye cause a human shot it then it got infected. Skin is light but is often tanned because of the sun. He is his hair is short and spiky it looks black but seems brown in the sun. Around his mouth is bread and on his chin a goatee. Wears blue, silver and black armor when it is needed. When he is not fighting and just living he wears a light blue shirt and black pants. Unlike his sons, he does wear boots most of the time but removes them when enters someone's home. He appears to be in his early forties when it comes to humans. Body is fit and his muscles are well toned. He looks tough with scars all over body and hands. His eye is a dark blue it is sharp always watching for anything suspicious.

In his dragon form, he stands thirty-five feet, length of about thirty-two feet, and wingspan just over forty feet. His scales are dark blue, wings and belly are a yellowish tan color. Six horns on his head but two points backward, two behind his cheeks curve forward and the other two below that point forwards. His head is definitely remarkable the horns seem like they are his crown. He will use his head as a battering ram if needed. His tail is like a massive club with spikes on it.

Age: 562
Pact: No
Job/Career:
In a relationship:Not at the moment, his mate died to Garvus many years ago.
Bio: Telling in rp...
Type: Earth
Abilities/Powers: Earth Bending, sand bending and has Electrical Immunity,

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Name: Malinda
Often wears long black dresses that have a green or red shine to it. Wears silky robes and can be a bit revealing at the sometimes at the chest. Eyes are a bright green, red and black eyeliner traces her eyes. Hair is black it also has a green tint to it in the light. SHe stands at about "5'6" and is between 120-150lbs.

Her dragon form is pure black but her body gives off a green and red aura. Length is about 20ft, height is about 18 feet, Wingspan is 28ft. Horns point straight back and make "V" shape. Down her back is black spines that seem to be smoke when she is upset. Her tail has a poisonous barb on it for defending herself and others.

Age:458
Pact: Kara
Job/Career:
In a relationship:
Bio:Resurrect the dead(only one-time use), Poison Generation and Plant Manipulation
Type: Necromancy and a mix of poison.
Abilities/Powers:

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Name: Lazarus Dargodus
Title: 5th Garud Of Garvus
https://farm1.staticflickr.com/830/42224995671_39aa77e562_o.jpg
(credit goes to the show he is from and the artist who made this image)
Height is 6'0" so he is bit shorter than Gronk and his weight is about 215 pounds at the moment.

https://farm1.staticflickr.com/831/42178647092_fb72d108b2_o.png(the artist who made this image)
Height is 35 feet, length 22ft WingSpan is around 36ft and his weight is 35,000 pounds.

Age: 202 young adult
Pact: No
Job/Career: None he does what he wants even if that means stealing!
Rival: Gronk
Bio: Lazarus one of the dragons that were assigned to guard Lord Garvus when the war started. He is the fifth of the seven that do. Known as a volcanic dragon he grew up in roughly the same area as Gronk. The two had few fights when they ran into each other and Gronk had always been the winner. These two had been rivals for a very long time before the war started. But when Garvus attacked the Darbi clan this dragon joined. Being a very cocky dragon he often attacked before thinking clearly. So his weakness is his cocky behavior outsmarting is the best way to stopping him. When he knows he fell into a trap he will freak out and try to flee. Lazarus does not care about following orders or if his enemy is human or dragon. He would burn down anything or anyone only if he feels like it. Garvus asked him to join only because he knew the desert around the Darbi clan. Also he can erupt lava up from the earth to do his work for him which can be destructive to the area around him. Nothing like seeing a helpless village surrounded by lava and then slowly watch them burn to death in it.

Since the death of his leader was confirmed. He went into hiding with the other guards to slowly regroup. From time to time he sneaks off to go cause trouble. Most times get away with it and returns tot he others in hiding. Has been warned that someday he could get caught and will have to clean the mess up himself. The dragon at the moment seeks out the Darbi. He knows they are still around and wants his revenge for what they did years ago.

Power/ability: Magma Manipulation, Earthbending and Flame Shield


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Name: Nero

In human form, he stands"5'5" has dark brown hair that goes past his ears a bit. His eyes are a dark blue color and his skin is a soft peach other. Loves to wear shorts and tank tops. Sometimes he will try to mimic his older brother with the outfit he wears.

Dragon From
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(Credit goes to the artist)


Age: 15 years, young
Pact:No
Job/Career: Doesn't have one, just does chores for his father most of the time.
In a relationship: No
Bio: The youngest son of Gronrux and brother of Gronk. This small dragon is just a ball of fun most of the time. Carefree and always trying to get into something. except for when he is with his brother. The dragon will often try to mimic his older brother. Gronk is so cool to him and he often tells others that his brother is the strongest! He is still very young so he does not know a lot and tends to get scared easily or in trouble. When he meets someone new is polite often trying to ask them questions even if they are personal.

Nero and Gronk haven't the best brother relationships. At one point the young dragon hated his older brother. There was a time Gronk promised to spend a day with him before he left to go fight. But the war had gotten closer to there home and Gronk broke his promise to go fight Garvus. Nero not fully understanding what was going on yelled at him. Wishing that his brother should never come back and even wish him dead. After some time pasted Gronk never returned witch made Nero regretted what he had wished. A bright light happened he really thought Gronk was dead because of him.

Today they are closer than ever as brothers. The two of them train often and lazy around when nothing is going on. Nero at the moment is busy with his father. Joining him at a meeting of Dragon Leaders or Lords. The young dragon is learning the ropes from his father. How to lead, new skills and making new alliances with other clans.


Type: Earth
Abilities/Powers: Earthbending and he is learning sand and electric abilities.

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Name: Zydron

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Height is about"6'7 and weigjt is around 210 pounds.

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Wingspan/fins:Wingless but fins range from 10-15 feet Length:30 Weight: 55,000lbs

Age: 257
Pact: Yes-Jax
Job/Career: Lives by his own rules and well Jax's rules.
In a relationship: no
Bio: A water dragon who was given the nickname of Sea Ogre or Sea Tyrant in the world of Zoidobi. Near had a clan to call his home just only mother ocean. The dragon is bounded to sea and can not fly. His wings are more like razer sharp fins. Very loyal to his friends, very cocky when in fights, can be sarcastic, the habit of flirting with girls who are dragon or human. He can be a smooth talker and likes to make deals. Likes to help others when it is needed and doesn't ask for anything in return. Has always wanted to fight with Gronk in a real fight. Never had long chats with the dragon, being part of the Donna Crew he has met the one eye-dragon before.

At the moment he is with Sam, who is Jax's wife. They are on a very important mission trying to check out the mysterious cages in the middle of the Bahamas.
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Type: Water
Abilities/Powers:Ocean Manipulation and Water Form Manipulation

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Name: Zerro
https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1723/42455961892_f3cb2e5e5f_o.jpg
He stands at 5'8" when in human form and weighs about 220 pounds.

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Age: 152
Pact: No
Job/Career:
In a relationship: no
Bio: TBA in the rp!
Type: Ice
Abilities/Powers: Darkness Aura, Ice Transmutation, Dark Ice Manipulation



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Name: Sam Donveilihe

Sam has very long black hair that is often in a ponytail. A brown bandana usually covers the top of her head. Wears a black tank top, long light brown pants with many pockets on them. Around her waist is a large metal tool belt. She wears steel-toed boots and often dragged her feet. The girl always carried an old sword that hangs around the waist. Stand at about "5'5' and weighs around 115pounds.

Age:26
Pact: No
Job/Career: Keeping the peace on board The Donna and making sure the ship is in working order.
In a relationship: Yes-Married to Jax
Bio: Sam or Sammy is a girl who grew up very poor. The planet she is from hate pirates and treated them like scum. Very witty the girl very good at repairing things. Whether it is a ship or a radio, the girl is really good. She met Jax when she was going to be hung for stealing food. The guy saved her, offered her freedom from the place she was in. Sam took the man on his offer, ever since they have been together. They sometimes fight but they always get over whatever made them upset. Like Jax, she is always willing to help others and do what she can. Most times the girl is very talkative and open. Sam doesn't like to show when she is scared and acts like everything is fine

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Name: Hector Mezore

A light tan colored man, standing about "5'8", short blonde hair. Often wears high-class formal suits. That is often Black, red, white or gold. Around his waist is a gun belt that holds two pistols. The left side of his face is a scar that runs down to his chin.

Age: 22
Pact: no
Job/Career: Works for the Narzer empire
In a relationship: no
Bio: A human who served Lord Garvus granted he was more of a slave or dog in a way. Today he works for a group called, The Narzer Empire, they came to earth some time ago. At the moment they have a partnership with John. They provide him with technology and information. In return, they get gain weapons, tools, and an ally. Hector seeks power and wants to get revenge on the dragons that treated him so bad. Sadly any dragon that crosses him is at risk, he is a dangerous man. He tends to be the face of the Empire, attending meetings and passing on messages. Rumors say he is in the running to be given a high-rank within the Narzer.


Vernrix

Title: Second Guard of Garvus
A female dragon who stands about 17 feet, with a 23 feet wingspan. So she is slightly bigger than Tiamat. Her scales are a bright red that has a yellow-orange shine to them. The tip of her tail the spines from an ax like shape, allowing her to use it in combat or as a tool. Her horns are not as impressive as Xaldren. But are still fearsome looking and able to be used in combat. She has one horn under her chin, that she often uses it to impale her foes or prey.

In human form, she is seen wearing thin satin red clothes. Her orange hair shines like gold in the sunlight. She stands about "5'6" and seems a bit on the thin side. Her eyes are fire red with a mix of orange and yellow.

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Age: 357
Pact: no
Job/Career: Works for the Garvus army/Xaldren
In a relationship: no
Bio: adding in rp
Type: Fire
Abilities/Powers: Healing Fire, Fire Augmentation,Fire Portal Creation and Firestorm Creation


Xaldren

In his true the stands about 40 ft, wingspan is about 50ft, Length is just a bit shy of 27ft at 26.6. He is a black wyvern, two legs, and two large wings what help him walk and climb when on the ground or on walls. He has four large horns, two of them curve out at about sixteen feet long. The other two are about eleven feet behind the other two. The large silver marking is on top his head. Tip of his tail is a poisonous barb.

In his human form, he wears a white mask. Around the eyes are red tribal like shape markings. His clothes are long, thick black robes. Metal outlines the ends and in areas are also in strange tribal design. One on his back is in the shape of a dragon eye. He stands "7'1' and his weight is around 250lbs. His hair goes down to his back and is a light champagne color.

Title:First Guard Of Garvus
Age: 380
Pact: no
Job/Career:
In a relationship:
Bio:
Type:Wind/Air
Abilities/Powers:Air Manipulation

Demian Vadimovich
Blond hair,yellowish-golden eyes, pale peach colored skin. Often wears a classy black coat over a white shirt. Along with clean black jeans and wears steel-toed shoes.
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Age: 18 (changed his age)
Height: "6'0
Weight: 190 pounds
Bio: Will tell in rp it would be easier
Pact: Jeruth

Jeruth
In his human form, his hair is a somewhat of a bright blue. Eyes are a nice navy blue color. Wears a blue classy coat with a bit of white in the front, where the buttons are. He also had a dark blue tang under that. Pants are black and so are his shoes.

When as his true form he is a black dragon with a blue shine to his scales. The large spikes along his back help protect his neck and body from large bites. ADDING

Gender: Male
Species: dragon
Age: 192
Height: "5'5
Weight: 160 pounds
Pact: Demian
Height: 25ft
Weight:15,000 tons
Type: Lightning
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This is the Out Of Character area for the roleplay Behind The Clouds. You may post characters, chat about the roleplay and anything else if you wish. You may ask to join here also. I don't mind PM or comment on my page either. If you have any questions don't be scared to ask.

http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2421404 (IC)

*This rp is not a copy it is an original idea. I have jumped it around to so many sites and it has struggled. So if you join please try to be active. If you have an issue getting on please let us know. Life comes first and unforeseen events happen. I don't mind waiting or working things out to make things easier for you to take a break if you need it.

Character Sheet
(feel free to add something else you think is needed or for fun. Like if your character had a theme song or anything)
Name:
Image or description of the character (dragons need human and dragon forms)
Age:
Pact:* ONLY ONE
Job/Career:
In a relationship:
Bio: Give a bit of backstory, temperament, likes, and dislikes. OR Leave it blank to be found out about in the roleplay.
[remove if human]Type: What is the main type of your dragon? Ice? earth? So many types
[remove if the human a normal, not a mage]Abilities/Powers: Four is the max at the start, the characters can learn new ones. *Zaiboric Crystals will only be something Tiamat can use.

*Using images for characters is up to the individual keep in mind the rights and etc.

-Common roleplay etiquette also apply
No godmodding
No powerplaying
No metagaming
Stay active


My Characters

Name:Gronk

In human form, he has very dark brown hair Right side tends to cover his eye-patch. Peachy skin but a bit tan cause of the sun. His eye color is a dark blue color, it has been known to change to cyan when he is worked up. He stands at a very tall "6'5" and weighs about 200 pounds. Often he is seen in loose blue jeans, a white undershirt or black tank top with a black over shirt. Tends to walk barefoot but does use army boots when he feels like it. The only time when he wears a jacket is when it gets cold it usually has a hood.
https://farm1.staticflickr.com/927/39854455580_e419380588_o.jpg
(All credit goes to the artist of the drawing and the show he is from)

His true form is a large blue dragon with yellow horns and a yellowish belly. He stands about 30ft, wingspan is about 40ft, Length is just a bit shy of 25ft at 24.6. His two largest horns on his head curve around and point forward. At the base of his tail spikes form a club or mace like shape. He can use it to smash things and break bones of dragons or other creatures.
https://orig00.deviantart.net/dbe5/f/2017/005/2/1/imageedit_9_5744480922_by_keiko5566-daub6n6.jpg(this actually belongs to me, I am Keiko5566)

Age: 252 young adult
Pact: Yes-Rhett
Job/Career: Part of the military? sorta?
In a relationship: No, he is single!

Bio: One of the well-known dragons among the military. Some call him by his name but a few references to him as The One-Eyed, The Dragon Of Child Tales or Big Blue. The reason some call him "The One-Eyed" is two years ago, he lost his right eye in a fight protecting his human, Rhett. Being robbed of his sight was not something he adjusted well to at first. Having Rhett, friends, and family around did help. They could watch his weak side and be the vision he needed. These days he is fine without it. Still, some around him like his younger brother still watch out for him from time to time. The dragon can lose his very cool easily and a fight does often happen.

"The Dragon Of Child Tales" was a name given to him by kids and young dragons. A story told of a tale of a blue dragon protecting humans. The dragon even befriended a knight. Gronk looks very similar to the blue dragon in the story and some have compared Rhett to being a knight like in the story. "Big Blue" was given to him by a friend who just calls him it. Let's face it, Gronk is a big dragon and is blue. Okay maybe the guy was not very creative but it has stuck.

What is he like? Well, he is nice and is approachable for the most part. Just not very open to new faces. Yeah, he will talk with you but don't expect him to pour his heart out. With time he can be a very loyal friend and will always have your back. At times he can be hotheaded, stubborn and a bit cocky. It is better to stay out his way if he is in a bad mood.

Very intelligent, pretty good at solving puzzles and getting out of sticky situations. He does assist with some military missions if he feels like it and helps train them. Even the military has a hard time telling the dragon what to do now and then. It does cause issues for everyone, but they often to let it go, they tend to see the dragon as Rhett's responsibility or problem at times. He most often will listen to Rhett even if he acts like he doesn't.

Two years ago Gronk had nearly lost everything due to a silly mistake. A few dangerous stones got into the wrong hands. It was offered to him as if they were a food item. Which was a big mistake, but was also an accident. The person didn't know that the stones if consumed by a dragon made them go berserk. Gronk turned into what some would call a killing machine. Unable to recognize who was a friend or a foe. He tried to kill and even devour anyone who crossed his path. Jax a space-pirate and friend managed to trap him. Giving the effects of the stones time to subside without putting lives at risk. Today he often refuses to change form with a deep fear of turning into a monster.

Type: Earth
Abilities/Powers: Sand Manipulation, knows basic Earth Manipulation and he is learning how to control electricity.
Song that fits him: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NyVIFi3DKyo
Favorite Human Celebration: New Year cause of the smiles everyone has and the parties are fun.
Disliked Human Celebration: Halloween...let us just say spooking him is not a good idea.

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Name:Tiamat

In human form, she has skin that is a very soft light peachy color. At the moment she has long light brown hair that goes right down to her lower back. It is not her real color, normally it is a light green color. She asked Kara to change it to maybe help stop people from staring. Her eyes are a green like a bright leaf but seem darker at night or in fading light. Normally she wears dresses, black ones or white ones mostly. Sometimes with straps or without them, the dresses typical go down to the knees.

She does have longer ones for special occasions. Now she often wears just matching small heels with her dresses. Once again only white or black ones. Sometimes she walks around barefoot and tries not step on anything sharp. Tiamat is short standing only at exactly "5'0" and weighing between 90 - 110 pounds.

Her true form is black with thin spines along her back. Bright green wings and bright green fins near the base of her tail. The tip of her tail has green on it also. Length is about 12ft, height is about 14 feet, Wingspan is 20ft.

https://farm1.staticflickr.com/824/27682631678_47cb833c3a_o.jpg (sorta like this)
(All credit goes to the artist of the drawing)
Age: 114 young adult
Pact: Yes-Atticus
Job/Career: None, she is fine without one.
In a relationship: Yes
Bio:Looking at her it would be hard to believe if someone told you she is part of the Dokusei. She lives in New York, but not with her family. She is with a human named Atticus. Every so often she does visit the clan and checks on them. Tiemeth and her do not have the greatest of father and daughter relationships. Compared to how things once were though they are better. They do have good days, but more often they have awful ones. It often leaves her in tears or even shaken for the rest of the day. She enjoys seeing her mother and loves being with Kara.

Tiamat has gotten better at overcoming her shyness. Every time she sees a new face within the tower or around the city she tries to say "hello". Despite her father telling her not to do it. She is very gentle, caring and but also very curious. Sometimes she cannot help but stick her nose in places. If something gets her attention you best bet she will check it out. Sometimes it is harmless, but other times she can put herself in danger. She can fight, but often times will run away at first. Sometimes she will try to be brave when others are around or are in trouble. When she does get herself in a bit of trouble, someone is often close by to get her out of it.

She does spook easily, so don't play tricks or scare her on purpose. Those who know her well, know better. Sometimes accidents happen and things usually are overlooked. Some of those close to her can be a bit protective or defensive. Tiamat is small and seems very delicate. She has been known to forget things and in the past had amnesia. The thing that scared her the most was she almost forgot, Atticus.

Type: Poison
Abilities/Powers:Poison Manipulation, summoning skeletons and using Zaiboric Crystals.
Song that fits her: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nsvQzI79nXs
Favorite Human Celebration: Christmas is her favorite because she likes how everyone is so nice to each other. Also so likes to eat sweets like cookies.
Disliked Human Celebration: Halloween is the one she hates, playing tricks and being scary to each other is awful.

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Name: Arank
In human form is very thin and pale. His collarbone is often very noticeable and his ribs. A black shirt, pants and a hoodie often cover his thin body. He does eat very well but the weight never seems to gain. Eyes are often a crimson red but glow bright when he is using his abilities or is upset. Black short thin hair goes to the bottom of his ears. Last time he was weighed he was exactly 100 pounds and stands at "5'1". In the last two years, he has lost weight and it is not clear as to why.

https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1735/42518310322_db65f1bac3_o.jpg

Age: 114
Pact: Not yet, maybe in the future. He doesn't want people to feel what he feels. It scares him, doesn't want to share his own pain.
Job/Career:He sorta has a job but he does it freely, he tends to guide others. Going to hospitals most of the time. Helping the those in distress, in pain or the dying.
In a relationship: No and may never have one.

Bio: Words like quiet, calm, helpful or even creepy are just a few words that some use to describe him. People will even call him a "demon" it is something that seems to surface from time to time. Maybe it is his weird behavior of random chatter or it could be the red eyes he has. Despite what awful things some people say. Clearly, they don't understand or know him at all. He is good and rarely ever hurts anyone. The dragon is actually really good at fighting when he has to. A friend named Jax gave him a pair of daggers. At the time it was silly to him, but he has had moments where he actually needed them. He can't change his form among cities or use his abilities. So the daggers are actually helpful, not just for defending but cutting things also, very useful tools.

No one knows much about his past but a select few he has told. It is a dark one and he has had a fair share of pain and suffering. Arank is often willing to help anyone even tries to help enemies. Often trying to ask them to change the path they walk. He can be shy, withdrawn and given distant with others at times. Likes to be in dark and quiet places. So the voices that he hears calling stop for a moment.

Many don't believe if his age, he tells others that Tiamat and himself share the same age but is it really? His body doesn't seem to change all that much in height or even weight. Two years have passed by, his body shows little signs of change like many around him. The only things that have changed is his weight and the old wounds he once had. They are scars now but they still seem to bug him like they are fresh.

One of his wounds was deep and got infected it caused him to get very sick. If it wasn't for Sawyer and Kara he would have died. Sawyer was the first human to ever show any kindness toward him and didn't seem to be bothered by his weird behavior. Like glue, he has stuck to the human ever since. Kara is a human who is part of Doksuei clan, she made medicine to help fight the infection. Also, the women seem to care about him, even behind her cold walls. At times she can help decipher his random outbursts of words.

Type:Spirit
Abilities/Powers: Death Whisper, Telepathy/Telepathic Perception, Dream Walking, and Cloaking
*Cloaking only lasts three minutes and makes him weak after. Takes him hours to recover and a day to fully.
Song that fits him: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yo9sEmmJGss
Favorite Human Celebration: Doesn't have one
Disliked Human Celebration: Doesn't have one

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Name: Kara Nightshadow

https://farm1.staticflickr.com/885/39842707830_8367a3a967_o.jpg (similar to this) (All credit goes to the maker of the game and artist where she is from)

Long black hair that is normally tied up in a ponytail or a bun. Black eyeliner traces her golden eyes. Skin is light peach but seems almost pale. She wears dresses that are often black, purple or even red. Often they are very ballgown like, black, silver or gold jewelry often is around her neck. When she leaves the tower for whatever reason. She wears pants that are often tight, dark brown with many pockets on them. Her shirt is often thin and loose, sometimes they are a bit torn and worn. Purple seems to be the more common color in her wardrobe. She is about "5'6" and weighs 120 pounds.
Age: 42, but appears to look like she in her early 30s
Pact: Yes - Malinda
Job/Career: Member of the Dokusei Court, advisor & caretaker of Tiamat when she visits.
In a relationship: No, but she has had one in the past. Almost was married but the man tried to be controlling. She broke the wedding off then killed the awful man.
Bio: A women known by some as a witch or is often called a poisonous snake. Definitely not a woman who needs a knight on a white horse to save her. Kara is strong and stubborn, she does well with being on her own. Jokes or lying are things she does not do. She has a very serious job to do and often does it very well. Tiemeth seems to leave her be for the most part. The only time any kind fight happens is when Kara tries to get the lord's attention off of Tiamat.

Her eyes are like golden daggers they are sharp, always watching. The woman often puts up a cold wall. She has little interest in making close friends. Being betrayed by past friends and a lover will do that to you. For the most part, she is friendly just don't have an attitude when speaking or try to flirt with her. Can be easily annoyed when something stupid happens because of poor judgment. Mistakes are something she hates and refuses to be told she is wrong about things.

At times she is like a walking book of knowledge. The woman often can help you cure just about anything. If you need information on something or someone you should try asking her. Being honest and truthful is something she is known for. She will not hide her dislike of something or someone. Some actually love her for being like that. It can make things easier and any job needing to be done goes on smoothly.

Kara is very kind, gentle, and open with Tiamat. The two of them seem almost being like mother and daughter at times. It is actually a good thing considering who she has a pact with. Malinda encourages it considering she has a hard time bonding with her own daughter. So, Kara becomes the bridge between the two and it seems to help when they are all together. Tiamat is always welcome to come running to her if she needs anything. Even offering to give aid to Atticus if he ever needs it.

Abilities/Powers: dark magic and shapeshifting. (is a mage)

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Name: Jax Falunax

Often wears a red bandana on his head and tends to have a pair of goggles around his neck. These days his hair is very short barely past his ears. It tends to be dirty and very greasy. He wears a brown vest, black pants, a white long sleeve shirt, and has boots that are often worn with holes. He stands at "5'7' and is about 170 pounds. He has a mustache and a small goatee on his face.

Age:36
Pact: Yes - Zydron
Job/Career:Being the best the space-pirate! Sometimes he works in the junkyards if he stays near a city for a long.
In a relationship: Yes - Sam(his wife)
Bio:
Once a dragon slayer and now only a full-time pirate. He travels around the world and seems to have no plans on leaving. The man commands a massive ship weighing about ten thousand tons. Oh and it doesn't just travel by water, It can also soar the skies. In the past two years, he has upgraded the ship massively. Some of those that travel with the man are said to be geniuses. Jax has become well known among world leaders. He has assisted with hundreds of missions to help transport food and other supplies. Okay so at times he doesn't act like your typical pirate.

He is so much fun to be around and full of energy and always tries to have a good time. The guy will throw a party for his crew just to show how much he appreciates the work they do. Jax has stated that his ship is always a home to anyone that needs one. When something serious happens he does buckle down and firmly gets the job done. Recently he discovered something really odd on a few islands. Giant birdcage like domes was being built and some seeming to be completed. Jax used a camera and did his best to get clear shots. When the ship got closer alarms would go off.

They would get a radio call to leave the area or they would be arrested.
Something about those domes makes the pirate nervous. His gut turns every time he looks at the pictures he took. Hopefully, his crew can help figure it out, but he might have to seek old friends for help.

The Donna https://farm1.staticflickr.com/889/40659551035_8785546c3d.jpg(All credit goes to the artist of the drawing)
Song that fits him:
Favorite Celebration: New Year cause he can drink till he passes out and isn't bothered.
Disliked Celebration: Easter! He doesn't understand why people lose their mind over some eggs.

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Name: Militis

https://orig00.deviantart.net/584b/f/2016/132/5/0/militis__resurrected___by_keiko5566-da26rwp.jpg(This is my artwork)
Height is "6'5"and his weight is roughly between 150-200 pounds.
https://farm1.staticflickr.com/977/39901147250_8b02657f98_o.jpg
(credit goes tot he artist and the game)
Age:323
Pact: No
Job/Career: A long time ago he was ordered to protect Tiamat. These days he doesn't leave the dark and horrifying basement of the Doksusei Tower.
*No one but Tiemeth, Malinda and Kara know that he is down below.
In a relationship:Impossible at this moment.
Bio: Telling his story in the roleplay don't want to give out details at the moment. It will all be explained soon.

Type: Could be considered to be shadow or undead at this point.
Abilities/Powers:Darkness Solidification, Darkness Manipulation, Dark Shield Construction and Shadow Mimicry

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Name: Tiemeth
https://farm1.staticflickr.com/953/39901147340_2a12e6dca6_o.jpg
(credit goes to the artist)

working it...

Age:569y starting to hit the early elder years.
Pact:No
Job/Career: He is the leader and King of the Dokusei.
Bio: Once a young dragon king who commanded the dead and broken to do his bidding. To this very day, he is still feared, respected and awed by some even in his old age. The dragon rarely leaves the tower that was built for him and the clan. When he does it is often not for very long. He tends to fetch dead bodies from places like hospitals. At times he does offer humans his services for burials and cremations. The money that is made isn't often kept for himself the dragon has little care for it. He tends to give to Kara to deal with and tend to matters involving it.

He made a deal with the president John, almost a year and a half ago. Anything that happened in or around his family would be ignored and dismissed. That no harm would come to the clan and especially his daughter. No arrests would be made no crime would be held against them. That the family was free to do what they do. In return, John was kept updated on the family's situation and got a profit from the services that were offered by the family. Also, he was allowed to visit the place whenever he wished and be without many rules to follow.

John built the tower for the dragons as a symbol of the agreement for the deal. Those that know of the deal and a truth behind the tower see it as a devilish deal. That if anything went wrong it would the Dokusei that would pay the price. Tiemeth often tells others to not be worried about it, that he and John are sorta like friends. That nothing bad will ever happen to ruin the deal they have.

Tiemeth is very smart, cruel, conniving, and sharp even in his old age. A creature you do not want to make your enemy. Would be better if you just stayed away from him and his clan. He once disowned and sent his daughter into the harsh world alone. The girl was so very different than how the clan normally was. Caring, sweet or gentle was not what Doksusei tended to be. After many years he was reunited with his daughter. He began to act a bit fatherly with her a bit and forgave the girl for being different. Time to time he will be rough with her and in some ways abusive. He doesn't do anything psychically to her but tends to yell at her, most often stepping or crushing her feelings. Knowing his daughter is involved with a human male disgusts him. The dragon also doesn't like it that how the same human guards the outside of the tower. But as long the human isn't noisy and does his job things will be fine.

Type: Necromancy
Abilities/Powers: Undead Summoning, Death Sense, Spirit Magic and Afterlife Transport

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Name: Zoir
https://farm1.staticflickr.com/801/27682631898_d22716a5b4_o.jpg
(All credit goes to the artist of the drawing and Koei)

He is a large sized blue dragon he stands at about 36 feet, length is at 20 feet and wingspan is 30 feet. Weight is around 28,000lbs so compared to Gronk he is light. His scales are a very light blue, with sandy coloring on his neck and belly. Two large horns on his head make a "V" and spiral a bit at the tops. He has small blue spines that go down his back.

Age:282
Pact: No
Job/Career: No but he often helping his clanmates, his friends and keeping his best friend out of trouble.
In a relationship: No
Bio: Gronk's best friend and one of his most loyal companions. Very easy going and often looks at the bright side of dark situations. Often times he can be a joker and a prankster with others often try to drag Gronk into it. Being serious is not a normal thing he does unless it is needed. Don't worry if you are on the good side he has your back no matter what. He tends to use the " I am older than you" card with Gronk sometimes just to annoy him. Zoir grew up with Gronk they are both from the same clan and tended to get into trouble with there parents. The two are not related but often call each other brothers. At times they will argue and get a bit nippy with each other. But they never stay mad for long well least not at each other.
Type: Earth
Abilities/Powers: Electricity Infusion, Lightning Element Control and Earthbending.
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Name: John Zermack
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Age: 37
Pact:Yes- Havok
Job/Career: President Of The United States
In a relationship:No
Bio: John Zermack once was once part of the military till he almost lost his leg from a landmine. He then focused on his medical skills trying to help those wounded and try to save lives. He was very interested with the dragons when they first arrived. Just maybe not in the same ways as other. To him they where creatures to be studied and tested. Oddly he would often do testing on them when they came to him injured.Often he would take blood samples and check it. He has been known to cage dragons that feel dangerous to him. At one time it was a large number of them. Locked in cages and one by one where to be tested. He doesn't trust dragons and doesn't like them at all. Sometimes dragons would be found dead or would die on the table after the best efforts were given to save them. John would open them up trying to figure them out. Often asking himself " Why can these creatures change to be humans?".

He was getting very obsessed with it to the point he would inject dragon's blood into himself. The man at some point forged a pact with a dragon named Havok. Offering the hurt dragon at the time a deal. That when or if he became president he would allow Havok to be unaffected by laws. John would get a longer life and Havok could go around doing what he pleased. That they could easily remove anyone who was their enemies. John soon began to act like he cared about the people. Trying to win as much favor and be loved by as many as he could. The people soon adored the man and trusted the stories he would tell. Because of his background, many really trusted the man for it.

In the last two years of being the top dog. He has met every goal that he promised to the people and dragons. Would attend events to help build houses and fix roads. This man has done a very good job at keeping his mask on. When doors are closed and he is alone with a few trusted allies. Often telling them how stupid everyone is and that a plan is almost ready to fly. Recently he has hired former followers of Garvus to serve as guards and security. He would teach them everything they needed. Often making more deals with the last remaining Guards Of Garvus. Many think these awful dragons are died or in hiding. When really they are right at the heart of the land. Something is coming and it will arrive soon.

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Name: Havok
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Often wears black leather from his pants and even his jacket. with a black undershirt under it and black boots cover his feet. When in his human he often carries a katana. He doesn't use a sheath for it so it always ready.

Height is about "6'5' and his weight is between 180 -200 pounds. His Dragon form is pure black with glowing red eyes. The spine down his black is like daggers with glowing red tips. He stands at 35 feet, length is 25feet, Wingspan is about 30feet around. He has light grey marking covering his body that almost look like crosses in spots.

Age: 247
Pact: Yes - John Zermack
Job/Career:John's bodyguard and does whatever John asks for him to do.
In a relationship: No at the moment but he had one a very long time ago.
Bio:
Type: Shadow
Abilities/Powers:Doppelgänger Morphing, Pressure Point Intuition, Illusionary Environment, and Torment Inducement

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Name: Gronrux

In human form, he stands"6'7" he lost his left eye cause a human shot it then it got infected. Skin is light but is often tanned because of the sun. He is his hair is short and spiky it looks black but seems brown in the sun. Around his mouth is bread and on his chin a goatee. Wears blue, silver and black armor when it is needed. When he is not fighting and just living he wears a light blue shirt and black pants. Unlike his sons, he does wear boots most of the time but removes them when enters someone's home. He appears to be in his early forties when it comes to humans. Body is fit and his muscles are well toned. He looks tough with scars all over body and hands. His eye is a dark blue it is sharp always watching for anything suspicious.

In his dragon form, he stands thirty-five feet, length of about thirty-two feet, and wingspan just over forty feet. His scales are dark blue, wings and belly are a yellowish tan color. Six horns on his head but two points backward, two behind his cheeks curve forward and the other two below that point forwards. His head is definitely remarkable the horns seem like they are his crown. He will use his head as a battering ram if needed. His tail is like a massive club with spikes on it.

Age: 562
Pact: No
Job/Career:
In a relationship:Not at the moment, his mate died to Garvus many years ago.
Bio: Telling in rp...
Type: Earth
Abilities/Powers: Earth Bending, sand bending and has Electrical Immunity,

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Name: Malinda
Often wears long black dresses that have a green or red shine to it. Wears silky robes and can be a bit revealing at the sometimes at the chest. Eyes are a bright green, red and black eyeliner traces her eyes. Hair is black it also has a green tint to it in the light. SHe stands at about "5'6" and is between 120-150lbs.

Her dragon form is pure black but her body gives off a green and red aura. Length is about 20ft, height is about 18 feet, Wingspan is 28ft. Horns point straight back and make "V" shape. Down her back is black spines that seem to be smoke when she is upset. Her tail has a poisonous barb on it for defending herself and others.

Age:458
Pact: Kara
Job/Career:
In a relationship:
Bio:Resurrect the dead(only one-time use), Poison Generation and Plant Manipulation
Type: Necromancy and a mix of poison.
Abilities/Powers:

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Name: Lazarus Dargodus
Title: 5th Garud Of Garvus
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Height is 6'0" so he is bit shorter than Gronk and his weight is about 215 pounds at the moment.

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Height is 35 feet, length 22ft WingSpan is around 36ft and his weight is 35,000 pounds.

Age: 202 young adult
Pact: No
Job/Career: None he does what he wants even if that means stealing!
Rival: Gronk
Bio: Lazarus one of the dragons that were assigned to guard Lord Garvus when the war started. He is the fifth of the seven that do. Known as a volcanic dragon he grew up in roughly the same area as Gronk. The two had few fights when they ran into each other and Gronk had always been the winner. These two had been rivals for a very long time before the war started. But when Garvus attacked the Darbi clan this dragon joined. Being a very cocky dragon he often attacked before thinking clearly. So his weakness is his cocky behavior outsmarting is the best way to stopping him. When he knows he fell into a trap he will freak out and try to flee. Lazarus does not care about following orders or if his enemy is human or dragon. He would burn down anything or anyone only if he feels like it. Garvus asked him to join only because he knew the desert around the Darbi clan. Also he can erupt lava up from the earth to do his work for him which can be destructive to the area around him. Nothing like seeing a helpless village surrounded by lava and then slowly watch them burn to death in it.

Since the death of his leader was confirmed. He went into hiding with the other guards to slowly regroup. From time to time he sneaks off to go cause trouble. Most times get away with it and returns tot he others in hiding. Has been warned that someday he could get caught and will have to clean the mess up himself. The dragon at the moment seeks out the Darbi. He knows they are still around and wants his revenge for what they did years ago.

Power/ability: Magma Manipulation, Earthbending and Flame Shield


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Name: Nero

In human form, he stands"5'5" has dark brown hair that goes past his ears a bit. His eyes are a dark blue color and his skin is a soft peach other. Loves to wear shorts and tank tops. Sometimes he will try to mimic his older brother with the outfit he wears.

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Age: 15 years, young
Pact:No
Job/Career: Doesn't have one, just does chores for his father most of the time.
In a relationship: No
Bio: The youngest son of Gronrux and brother of Gronk. This small dragon is just a ball of fun most of the time. Carefree and always trying to get into something. except for when he is with his brother. The dragon will often try to mimic his older brother. Gronk is so cool to him and he often tells others that his brother is the strongest! He is still very young so he does not know a lot and tends to get scared easily or in trouble. When he meets someone new is polite often trying to ask them questions even if they are personal.

Nero and Gronk haven't the best brother relationships. At one point the young dragon hated his older brother. There was a time Gronk promised to spend a day with him before he left to go fight. But the war had gotten closer to there home and Gronk broke his promise to go fight Garvus. Nero not fully understanding what was going on yelled at him. Wishing that his brother should never come back and even wish him dead. After some time pasted Gronk never returned witch made Nero regretted what he had wished. A bright light happened he really thought Gronk was dead because of him.

Today they are closer than ever as brothers. The two of them train often and lazy around when nothing is going on. Nero at the moment is busy with his father. Joining him at a meeting of Dragon Leaders or Lords. The young dragon is learning the ropes from his father. How to lead, new skills and making new alliances with other clans.


Type: Earth
Abilities/Powers: Earthbending and he is learning sand and electric abilities.

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Name: Zydron

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Height is about"6'7 and weigjt is around 210 pounds.

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Wingspan/fins:Wingless but fins range from 10-15 feet Length:30 Weight: 55,000lbs

Age: 257
Pact: Yes-Jax
Job/Career: Lives by his own rules and well Jax's rules.
In a relationship: no
Bio: A water dragon who was given the nickname of Sea Ogre or Sea Tyrant in the world of Zoidobi. Near had a clan to call his home just only mother ocean. The dragon is bounded to sea and can not fly. His wings are more like razer sharp fins. Very loyal to his friends, very cocky when in fights, can be sarcastic, the habit of flirting with girls who are dragon or human. He can be a smooth talker and likes to make deals. Likes to help others when it is needed and doesn't ask for anything in return. Has always wanted to fight with Gronk in a real fight. Never had long chats with the dragon, being part of the Donna Crew he has met the one eye-dragon before.

At the moment he is with Sam, who is Jax's wife. They are on a very important mission trying to check out the mysterious cages in the middle of the Bahamas.
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Type: Water
Abilities/Powers:Ocean Manipulation and Water Form Manipulation

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Name: Zerro
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He stands at 5'8" when in human form and weighs about 220 pounds.

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Age: 152
Pact: No
Job/Career:
In a relationship: no
Bio: TBA in the rp!
Type: Ice
Abilities/Powers: Darkness Aura, Ice Transmutation, Dark Ice Manipulation



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Name: Sam Donveilihe

Sam has very long black hair that is often in a ponytail. A brown bandana usually covers the top of her head. Wears a black tank top, long light brown pants with many pockets on them. Around her waist is a large metal tool belt. She wears steel-toed boots and often dragged her feet. The girl always carried an old sword that hangs around the waist. Stand at about "5'5' and weighs around 115pounds.

Age:26
Pact: No
Job/Career: Keeping the peace on board The Donna and making sure the ship is in working order.
In a relationship: Yes-Married to Jax
Bio: Sam or Sammy is a girl who grew up very poor. The planet she is from hate pirates and treated them like scum. Very witty the girl very good at repairing things. Whether it is a ship or a radio, the girl is really good. She met Jax when she was going to be hung for stealing food. The guy saved her, offered her freedom from the place she was in. Sam took the man on his offer, ever since they have been together. They sometimes fight but they always get over whatever made them upset. Like Jax, she is always willing to help others and do what she can. Most times the girl is very talkative and open. Sam doesn't like to show when she is scared and acts like everything is fine

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Name: Hector Mezore

A light tan colored man, standing about "5'8", short blonde hair. Often wears high-class formal suits. That is often Black, red, white or gold. Around his waist is a gun belt that holds two pistols. The left side of his face is a scar that runs down to his chin.

Age: 22
Pact: no
Job/Career: Works for the Narzer empire
In a relationship: no
Bio: A human who served Lord Garvus granted he was more of a slave or dog in a way. Today he works for a group called, The Narzer Empire, they came to earth some time ago. At the moment they have a partnership with John. They provide him with technology and information. In return, they get gain weapons, tools, and an ally. Hector seeks power and wants to get revenge on the dragons that treated him so bad. Sadly any dragon that crosses him is at risk, he is a dangerous man. He tends to be the face of the Empire, attending meetings and passing on messages. Rumors say he is in the running to be given a high-rank within the Narzer.


Vernrix

Title: Second Guard of Garvus
A female dragon who stands about 17 feet, with a 23 feet wingspan. So she is slightly bigger than Tiamat. Her scales are a bright red that has a yellow-orange shine to them. The tip of her tail the spines from an ax like shape, allowing her to use it in combat or as a tool. Her horns are not as impressive as Xaldren. But are still fearsome looking and able to be used in combat. She has one horn under her chin, that she often uses it to impale her foes or prey.

In human form, she is seen wearing thin satin red clothes. Her orange hair shines like gold in the sunlight. She stands about "5'6" and seems a bit on the thin side. Her eyes are fire red with a mix of orange and yellow.

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Age: 357
Pact: no
Job/Career: Works for the Garvus army/Xaldren
In a relationship: no
Bio: adding in rp
Type: Fire
Abilities/Powers: Healing Fire, Fire Augmentation,Fire Portal Creation and Firestorm Creation


Xaldren

In his true the stands about 40 ft, wingspan is about 50ft, Length is just a bit shy of 27ft at 26.6. He is a black wyvern, two legs, and two large wings what help him walk and climb when on the ground or on walls. He has four large horns, two of them curve out at about sixteen feet long. The other two are about eleven feet behind the other two. The large silver marking is on top his head. Tip of his tail is a poisonous barb.

In his human form, he wears a white mask. Around the eyes are red tribal like shape markings. His clothes are long, thick black robes. Metal outlines the ends and in areas are also in strange tribal design. One on his back is in the shape of a dragon eye. He stands "7'1' and his weight is around 250lbs. His hair goes down to his back and is a light champagne color.

Title:First Guard Of Garvus
Age: 380
Pact: no
Job/Career:
In a relationship:
Bio:
Type:Wind/Air
Abilities/Powers:Air Manipulation

Demian Vadimovich
Blond hair,yellowish-golden eyes, pale peach colored skin. Often wears a classy black coat over a white shirt. Along with clean black jeans and wears steel-toed shoes.
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Age: 18 (changed his age)
Height: "6'0
Weight: 190 pounds
Bio: Will tell in rp it would be easier
Pact: Jeruth

Jeruth
In his human form, his hair is a somewhat of a bright blue. Eyes are a nice navy blue color. Wears a blue classy coat with a bit of white in the front, where the buttons are. He also had a dark blue tang under that. Pants are black and so are his shoes.

When as his true form he is a black dragon with a blue shine to his scales. The large spikes along his back help protect his neck and body from large bites. ADDING

Gender: Male
Species: dragon
Age: 192
Height: "5'5
Weight: 160 pounds
Pact: Demian
Height: 25ft
Weight:15,000 tons
Type: Lightning
~If I do NOT respond in three minutes I am at work or away from the computer!~
Name: Rhett Ryder

Appearance: Though he retains the form of a man in his early forties in good health, due to the pact he made with Gronk, Rhett is far spryer than he had once been in his middle-agedness. A well-tanned man standing at 6 feet even, he’s grown out both his salt-and-pepper hair as well as a beard, though he does try to keep it well-groomed to refrain from looking too, as he puts it, “hermit-ish”. Though physically far more adept than a man his age has any right to be, the truth of his age comes out in his often bloodshot, green eyes, which seem to always have remnants of a thousand-yard-stare, looking particularly sunken in and blank whenever he’s thinking about his many years of experiencing horrific conflicts. His usual attire these days consists of a simple blue polo shirt and jeans, though he keeps his old army fatigues on hold in case a scenario arises where he needs to look more on the militant side, which happens more often than he might like to admit.

Age: 44

Pact: Yes - Gronk

Job/Career: “Retired” Colonel of the U.S Army. Generally, spends most of his time as a watchman for the Darbi village, or working alongside the military with Gronk.

In a relationship: No. Despite attempts many times in the past, for one reason or another, be it devotion to the line of duty or simply a lack of compatibility, Rhett never could maintain a steady relationship and remains very much single.

Bio: Rhett’s life has become synonymous with war, something he himself cannot deny in good conscience. For many years he was an upstanding soldier out of West Point with a great potential for leadership in the face of the worst odds, unwavering when the possibility of failure and death was at its highest. His tactical mind was sought out by his superiors at any given opportunity, and one of those opportunities would ultimately change his life in ways he couldn’t have ever been expected to foresee.

Along with two cohorts of his choosing, Rhett was assigned a secret mission to infiltrate what was discovered to be a fully-functioning wormhole crafted by a recently deceased university professor, in order to seek out two of the man’s students who had disappeared on the day the professor’s body was discovered. The portal led to a fantastical alien planet that Rhett would never have believed had he not seen it with his own eyes, with inhabiting creatures that seemed to spawn directly out of a library of fairy tales. Ultimately, despite needing to adjust to the surreal environment, the mission proved successful, as both students were found, though only one was retrieved as the other, directly responsible for the professor’s murder, was unwilling to come quietly and lost his life in the process. The team proceeded to begin the process of returning back to Earth with the surviving student in tow, experiencing a rather turbulent re-entry, but otherwise seemingly arriving without a hitch.

The secret mission over, Rhett was expected to return to the usual routine, and of course, to say absolutely nothing of what he’d seen to anyone who wasn’t involved. He tried his best to do this, but the mission had changed him, he’d seen far too much for it to not affect him in such a way, and he became known by most of his subordinates and peers as a superstitious and paranoid nut. Still, Rhett was ever-reliable, and got the job done, despite his new idiosyncrasies.

It wasn’t like he’d be looked at in such an odd light for long anyways, as in due time, dragons began to arrive on Earth. Some were friendly, like the first dragon Rhett encountered, Gronk, who’d ultimately become his most stalwart ally and pact-partner. Some were not so friendly, like the monstrous Garvus and his followers, the likes of which Rhett, Gronk and those who resisted the tyrannical and genocidal dragon had to deal with, at an increasingly heavy cost.

Eventually, peace seemed to finally arise after a conflict that threatened to completely eliminate human civilization, but while Rhett was glad that it was over, the major loss of life, among other things, has left him with many mental scars to match the physical ones. To make matters worse, as the military rebuilt itself, Rhett felt too out of place and begrudgingly chose to retire officially. That is not to say he’s given up defending his home, working more as a vigilante or, perhaps more pleasant-sounding, a ‘consultant’ when the need arises, as he knows that not only can’t he refuse to protect the innocent, but Gronk will tend to only really behave himself with his human around... or at least… he’ll behave marginally.

Rhett has become rather well known as both an effective leader to both humans and dragons in a time of crisis, as well as a survivor who has weathered through enough near-death scrapes to make his continued existence seem near-miraculous. Some have even taken to calling him a knight, or something of that variety, much to his bewilderment, though he suspects his connection to Gronk has something to do with that.

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Name: Atticus Spade

Appearance: A rather giant man at 6'8, Atticus definitely maintains the same athletic build he's had since his early military days, though he does try to keep his musculature from building too much, as to refrain from losing a lot of dexterity in the process. He has short black hair that has a somewhat silvery glint to it from a certain light, as well as hazel eyes. Despite having seen plenty of hardships, Atticus' gaze often looks particularly innocent or youthful, likely pertaining to his particularly idealistic worldviews. Generally he wears a black hoodie and khaki slacks when he isn't working. While on the clock, he wears a simple light-blue button-up shirt with a security patch embroidered on the left breast, as well as black slacks. He keeps his old police cap around as well for a bit of sentimental value... and Tiamat seems to like it.

Age: 32

Pact: Yes - Tiamat

Job/Career: Former NYC police chief, now a security guard employed to patrol the outer regions of the Dokusei tower.

In a relationship: Yes
Bio: There was a time when Atticus led something of an aimless life. At one point he seemed destined to be a great athlete, but then he shifted his path into that of military service. From there it appeared he’d be a promising soldier, but eventually he changed paths again, exchanging his army gear for a police uniform. When law enforcement finally seemed to be the ideal choice for the rest of his existence, fate decided to say otherwise. A former commanding officer called in a favor. One last mission, and he couldn’t bring himself to refuse. He had no way of knowing that this decision would make him question far more than just his personal life choices, but that was exactly what happened when he was forced to accept the reality of an entirely new and alien world stretching out before his very eyes.

A rescue mission in such a surreal world was tough to comprehend, but he strove to do so, long enough to complete the mission and return home. Back on Earth, Atticus did what he could to promptly forget such a reality existed. He went back to the police force, spurred his denial on by working harder than before, doing everything he could to shroud what he’d seen, but it never worked, not entirely. How could it? The dull life he knew couldn’t cover something like that up, but he tried his hardest to mask that to the public, repeating the same phrase in his head, over and over until he firmly believed it: It’s normal here, it’ll always be normal here. Tough to believe that for much longer once it proved untrue of course.

First there came the initial news reports. Sightings of dragons. It seemed like juvenile trickery or delusion, but then the physical evidence came in, and it was harder to deny from there. Still, Atticus did what he could to tune it all out. Perhaps it was little more than a ploy… a very detailed and intricate ploy, but nonetheless. That thought process proved no longer valid when he came across one of these dragons for himself. On patrol, investigating an abandoned subway tunnel, Atticus encountered the Dokusei dragon, Tiamat, for the first time. Soon, he would encounter plenty more dragons, some far less benevolent than Tiamat proved to be, and ultimately he found himself relying on her protection as the malicious dragons under Garvus’ command began terrorizing humanity. In the process, the dragons all briefly, and rather mysteriously, took on human forms, and the cop found himself surprisingly smitten by Tiamat while she took on such an appearance. He did what he could to brush this off as little more than physical attraction, but as he got to know her more, he began doubting this claim quite a bit. Even when the dragons could return to their normal forms, Tiamat would often remain in her human state, and in need of a place to live, she stayed with Atticus.

When the sentimental feelings he had merely grew stronger over the passing years, he knew this wasn’t just some simple crush anymore. Still, this sort of thing was never his forte, and he had trouble expressing these feelings, perhaps still in doubt over whether they were both shared by her, and if they were even morally right in the first place. He seemed to deal with this tension by working harder than ever, and as the world began to adapt to their draconic visitors, he suddenly found himself being called upon as a consultant on numerous occasions, with Tiamat often assisting the police in their work as well. All this ended up culminating in Atticus becoming the new chief of police, though the title proved to be all-too-temporary when Garvus’ forces attacked again, and with all their time to prepare, the damage was catastrophic.

In the midst of the chaos and bloodshed, Atticus was separated from Tiamat, and upon their eventual reunion, she seemed to nearly completely forget who he was. Eventually her memories steadily returned, but the very idea that she could’ve nearly completely forgotten about him after so much time they’d spent together was terribly haunting to Atticus. With their feelings for each other finally being expressed in the open, they both seemed firmly dedicated to protect one another from then on. This devotion proved stronger than one might think, as the dragon-cop duo managed to take down none other than Garvus himself, with Atticus firing the decisive killing shot after Tiamat forced the blood-thirsty dragon into a vulnerable human form.

Some time after, the two finally decided to form a pact as they helped the rest of the resistance fight back against the remaining dragons, something Atticus in particular would greatly need to rely upon in the coming struggles. The fact that he was the one who ultimately eliminated a murderous, yet, greatly influential leader placed a target on his back in the eyes of the opposition, all seeking the vengeful death of the one they merely knew as the “blue man”. Even as the worst of the fighting came to an end and the world could recover, Atticus knew he would always have stragglers out for his head, and as his police force reformed itself, they seemed similarly aware of just what dangers could present themselves to the police chief.

Ultimately, they made the decision that with the new force, there needed to be new management, and Atticus had to step down from his post. With the option to merely be demoted to a normal patrol officer, he decided it would be better to simply retire from the job entirely. There was no point in being sent right back to the bottom rung after everything he’d gone through. Still, in need of a job, he decided to become a security guard, employed to keep any humans, unassuming or otherwise, from entering the area around the tower of the Dokusei without clear permission. If anything, it allowed him to continue doing what he knew, and… well, this was quite likely the closest he was ever going to get to associating with Tiamat’s family.

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Name: Sawyer O’Hara

Appearance: At 6'1, pale, and a bit lithe in frame, Sawyer’s very much a nimble sort and has all the makings of a natural escape artist… which isn’t too surprising to anyone who knows of his past as a fugitive. He has dark brown hair, medium length, which he tends to keep spiked when he has enough gel on hand. He’s worn the same black trench coat for the last 2 years, which wasn’t exactly in the greatest condition when he found it, and has only started to look rattier with time, but he seems adamant in keeping it. Underneath he generally wears a plain grey t-shirt and black cargo pants, all rather loose-fitting.

Age: 30

Pact: None yet

Job/Career: Unemployed, generally spends much of his time as a drifter, driving around either by himself or with Arank in tow. With his particular vehicle, he does occasionally taxi people around for extra money, but it’s hardly an official job. He’s also taken up amateur detective work lately, as a means of occupying himself, though it’s recently become a bit more than just a time-filling hobby…
In a relationship: Nope. He hasn’t felt much of a need for such relationships lately, or at least, that’s what he says.

Bio: There was a time when Sawyer was as southern as his namesake might infer, raised on a Texas ranch, wrangling and horseback riding every chance he got. There was a real freedom to it all, the rancher life, a simple understanding, no deceptions or illusions, he knew what he had to do, and he did it. It was an ideal that stuck with him, and he clung to it as he grew up and faced a world that was anything but simple by comparison. He was intent on being an honest man; open, truthful, everything that greater society seemed to mock the longer he was exposed to it. He wouldn’t relent, his resolve would simply strengthen in the face of the liars and backstabbers. That’s what he would say to himself as he struggled through his teenage years, but as his schooling came to an end, he had no idea where to go. Much as he enjoyed those carefree ranching days, he still wanted to branch out, but nothing looked worth branching out to, so he resorted to simply trying out the path of the first career opportunity that came his way. One visit from an Army recruiter later, and Sawyer was pushing his way through basic training.

His gamble with chance proved fruitful this time, and the young man was considered a fine prospect from nearly the very start. With the upper brass impressed by his quickness, both in body and mind, they figured he had the potential to work with some of the best, and after beginning his rise up the ranks, he was ultimately placed into a company alongside a fellow corporal that would be like the brother he never had. Both would go through a commissioning program and prove even more adept than predicted as they became officers. Through every mission they managed through the best and worst of times, and they would always insist with every promotion to remain in the same company. Whether their words actually reached their superiors’ ears or if it was just a coincidence that they stayed there, it was hard to tell, but as Sawyer and his comrade, a fellow by the name of Atticus, both sharply rose to the rank of captain, and they worked closer with their stalwart Lieutenant Colonel by the name of Rhett, their bond only seemed to strengthen. Sawyer figured he’d found the ideal life in military service, doing something important and, seemingly, to the point. It all seemed right, this was where he belonged… but then the unraveling began. Slowly, enough where he never knew exactly when it all began to fall apart, but most likely it was around the time Atticus resigned some time after becoming a major. Sawyer remained a competent soldier, but he never quite felt the same level of comradery with the rest of his battalion without Atticus around, and his quick rise up the ranks as something of a wunderkind suddenly started to stunt.

Then there came the secret mission… Rhett specifically asked for Sawyer and Atticus, the latter being reenlisted back into his former ranking for this one last job, investigating a disappearance… involving a portal. Being sent through this portal, and the ensuing journey it brought, was nearly enough to drive Sawyer insane from the revelation that there were other civilized worlds out there… Magical, civilized worlds… Somehow he managed to come to grasp with this enough to see the mission through to the end, but then, upon their arrival back on Earth, Sawyer, a man whose reality had already been nearly completely shattered, was told he had to keep his mouth shut about everything he’d witnessed. It defied everything he stood for, keeping this bombshell a secret, and he vehemently refused to do so. Rhett, who’d essentially become like another father to Sawyer by this point, was forced to arrest him for insubordination, with Atticus having to be the one to detain him. It felt like a double-betrayal, and a shadow of cynicism would ultimately shroud Sawyer from then on. The disgraced captain was given a unique punishment. He would be imprisoned for an indefinite sentence, to be revoked as soon as he agreed to keep quiet. Sawyer made it very clear that he was ready to spend the rest of his life behind bars if that was the case, and for about a year, that looked to be exactly what his fate would become…

And then a dragon destroyed the prison.

From then on, Sawyer considered himself a fugitive, out for his own survival, doing his best to avoid dragons and humans alike, though he ultimately found himself at the mercy of both plenty of times, including both of his former comrades. Ultimately when peace arrived from the carnage the first time, Sawyer put a little more effort into staying in hiding, assisted by any sorts not out to turn him in, generally dragons for the most part. Then the second conflict began, and Sawyer knew as the damage piled up that he wasn’t going to have to worry about getting arrested again, not for a very long time at least. Still, for much of this latest human-dragon war, Sawyer remained a loner, until he stumbled upon a disheveled young man aimlessly walking the streets one day and, in a random act of kindness, offered to give him a lift to wherever he was going in a car he’d recently hotwired. Very quickly, he discovered this supposed human was actually a dragon by the name of Arank, and, seeing just how fragile this dragon was, Sawyer took it upon himself to look after him as best as he could throughout the fighting, and ultimately through the rebuilding process as well. In the process, he ran into his former army buddies some more, but while he likely would never trust them quite as much as he once did, Sawyer could at least bring himself to consider them allies once more. If anything, Arank’s presence seemed to make him more forgiving than he once was.

Somewhere along the line, likely in the war’s final days, Sawyer stumbled upon a demolished bank that hadn’t been looted yet, as there was plentiful cash for the taking, enough to sustain him for quite some time once society began to function again. Because of this, he didn’t have to find a paying job, and in this new era, he’s remained a loner… or rather, a loner + 1 with Arank usually sticking with him. He’s happy to take the young dragon to wherever he wants to go, operating an abandoned taxi cab which he occasionally uses as an, admittedly unauthorized, means of extra cash-flow. In the process, over the years he’s found himself growing suspicious of the president appointed when peace finally returned. He’d encountered this John Zermack while the war was still going on… Sawyer may be untrusting of most people these days, but John was definitely one of the least trustworthy people he’d encountered… and now he’s running the country. Sensing something fishy, Sawyer has attempted to investigate the man’s motives, but it’s a tall order, playing detective on the most powerful man in the land…

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Name: Jett Cambridge

Appearance: Stands at 6’3 with brown hair and hazel eyes. He’s somewhat bulky, though his height tends to keep that from being too noticeable at first glance. He’s prone to wearing labcoats over his usual wardrobe of pastel button-up shirts and cargo slacks, and will usually find some excuse to always have one on unless there is some glaring reason not to do so. On the lapel of his coat there’s a button in the design of a very unique-looking green and blue quill pen with a piece of red cloth wrapped around it, the last signification of a previous life Jett once lived.

Age: 24

Pact: None yet

Job/Career: Calls himself a ‘freelance scientist.’ Before the dragons first arrived he’d been given a number of grants to continue his professor’s research on portal technology once it became clear he had become an expert on it himself. That work didn’t last, for reasons he keeps to himself and only a few trusted confidants. He lived the life of a survivalist during the war, and these days he works alongside Jax’s space pirates on the leader’s ship, striving to learn and recreate the group’s technological advancements.

In a relationship: Nope. He’d certainly like one, but he’s never really been able to forge that sort of bond with anybody, especially when he so often gets distracted by his own scientific ambitions.

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Name: Yigmesh/Quint Horatio

Description: Human form – Stands at about 5’8 in height; Has a dusky olive skin tone, and auburn hair, unkempt and at neck-length. Has a stubble of a beard accompanied with a more prominent soul-patch under his lip; Wears a white t-shirt and black overalls with one strap torn off, along with heavily worn hiking boots. His green eyes occasionally appear to switch to that of his dragon form’s deep blue, generally when he is either using his powers or beginning to transform.
Dragon Form – A large greenish-blue dragon, with scales that seem to emulate the color of a rushing river. Stands at about 25 feet, with a wingspan of 33.3 ft with a length of 20 ft. His eyes will often shift into those of his human form when transforming back into that state.

Age: Believes himself to be only 17. Those who claim to know him say he’s been around for at least 200 years.

Pact: None.

Job/Career: Unemployed

In a relationship: Unless there’s some dragon out there who claims otherwise, he’s single.

Bio: Due to the bizarre circumstances of his current existence, his life can be split into two very different experiences: Quint’s memory is that of a human life on the verge of adulthood. He spent his childhood in a small corner of New Orleans, where he made it a point to never get too close to the nearby Mississippi river, on account of an unfortunate case of aquaphobia that he’s had since he was 5. He was often teased for this fear in his early years, and ended up becoming something of a bully himself in order to refrain from being the victim of his peers. Though it was unfortunate that it was often at the expense of others, pushing people around did give Quint a sense of confidence and he became rather popular in his middle school years. Leading into high school however, the guilt and regret began to set in as he realized just how much he had negatively affected some of his peers, the majority of which never forgave him for how he treated them for so many years. By the time he reached the 12th grade, he was alienated from his thuggish friends, and the rest of his classmates wouldn’t have anything to do with him. His anxiety began to spike, and he started drinking to dull out the bad feelings. He managed to sneak this around his parents, though there were signs they were growing concernedly suspicious, not that they would have the chance to act on it before it was too late. After crawling back to his former friends just to get easier access to booze, he was convinced to join them in crashing a riverboat party that was scheduled to go on that very evening. Either his tipsy mind seemed to forget his fear of the water, or he felt a need to prove himself, but one way or another, once he came to realize just where he was, Quint panicked and ended up falling overboard, sinking into the Mississippi.
Regaining consciousness on the New Orleans port, Quint noticed things looked very different from how he remembered them. To his horror, he hadn’t merely been out for a few hours… but rather, a few years had passed him by. He’d long been thought to have drowned that fateful evening, and tragically, he couldn’t set the record straight with those that mattered to him most… His family had been some of the first victims to the dragons that attacked the southern states. Furthering his nightmare all the more, he realized he was no longer quite as human as he used to be, and those who have recognized his draconic identity have not always had the kindest words for him. This is because the dragon Yigmesh was a devout follower of Garvus in his plot to take over Zoidobi… and by all intents and purposes, Quint was now Yigmesh.

The water dragon’s life, as one may expect for the disciple of a tyrannical dragon leader, was one devoted to causing death and terror to those who sided with the humans and against Garvus’ power move. He rigorously worked under the orders of any of the Seven Guards that would accept him, aiming to prove his worth and ability, intent on one day becoming a guard himself, perhaps even Garvus’ favorite if he played his cards right. He certainly showed his potential, though eventually his ambitions caused him to bite off more than he could chew, and his enemies, through an admittedly rather costly attack of their own, managed to bring him down… though as he felt death take hold, the last thing he witnessed was a strange bright light…
Thus, the fierce dragon with lofty goals of power and human oppression has been resurrected in this new world… but ironically enough, under the guise of a human who is afraid of his very element. Whose soul is truly in control? Is Quint little more than a delusional identity, or is Yigmesh nothing more than a shell with a human soul trapped within? The being that remains cannot say… All he knows is, one way or another, he’s without a home.

Type: Water

Abilities/Powers: Hydrokinesis, Dowsing (ability to locate water), High-speed swimming

Song that fits him: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9RiPoYkZb28
Name: Rhett Ryder

Appearance: Though he retains the form of a man in his early forties in good health, due to the pact he made with Gronk, Rhett is far spryer than he had once been in his middle-agedness. A well-tanned man standing at 6 feet even, he’s grown out both his salt-and-pepper hair as well as a beard, though he does try to keep it well-groomed to refrain from looking too, as he puts it, “hermit-ish”. Though physically far more adept than a man his age has any right to be, the truth of his age comes out in his often bloodshot, green eyes, which seem to always have remnants of a thousand-yard-stare, looking particularly sunken in and blank whenever he’s thinking about his many years of experiencing horrific conflicts. His usual attire these days consists of a simple blue polo shirt and jeans, though he keeps his old army fatigues on hold in case a scenario arises where he needs to look more on the militant side, which happens more often than he might like to admit.

Age: 44

Pact: Yes - Gronk

Job/Career: “Retired” Colonel of the U.S Army. Generally, spends most of his time as a watchman for the Darbi village, or working alongside the military with Gronk.

In a relationship: No. Despite attempts many times in the past, for one reason or another, be it devotion to the line of duty or simply a lack of compatibility, Rhett never could maintain a steady relationship and remains very much single.

Bio: Rhett’s life has become synonymous with war, something he himself cannot deny in good conscience. For many years he was an upstanding soldier out of West Point with a great potential for leadership in the face of the worst odds, unwavering when the possibility of failure and death was at its highest. His tactical mind was sought out by his superiors at any given opportunity, and one of those opportunities would ultimately change his life in ways he couldn’t have ever been expected to foresee.

Along with two cohorts of his choosing, Rhett was assigned a secret mission to infiltrate what was discovered to be a fully-functioning wormhole crafted by a recently deceased university professor, in order to seek out two of the man’s students who had disappeared on the day the professor’s body was discovered. The portal led to a fantastical alien planet that Rhett would never have believed had he not seen it with his own eyes, with inhabiting creatures that seemed to spawn directly out of a library of fairy tales. Ultimately, despite needing to adjust to the surreal environment, the mission proved successful, as both students were found, though only one was retrieved as the other, directly responsible for the professor’s murder, was unwilling to come quietly and lost his life in the process. The team proceeded to begin the process of returning back to Earth with the surviving student in tow, experiencing a rather turbulent re-entry, but otherwise seemingly arriving without a hitch.

The secret mission over, Rhett was expected to return to the usual routine, and of course, to say absolutely nothing of what he’d seen to anyone who wasn’t involved. He tried his best to do this, but the mission had changed him, he’d seen far too much for it to not affect him in such a way, and he became known by most of his subordinates and peers as a superstitious and paranoid nut. Still, Rhett was ever-reliable, and got the job done, despite his new idiosyncrasies.

It wasn’t like he’d be looked at in such an odd light for long anyways, as in due time, dragons began to arrive on Earth. Some were friendly, like the first dragon Rhett encountered, Gronk, who’d ultimately become his most stalwart ally and pact-partner. Some were not so friendly, like the monstrous Garvus and his followers, the likes of which Rhett, Gronk and those who resisted the tyrannical and genocidal dragon had to deal with, at an increasingly heavy cost.

Eventually, peace seemed to finally arise after a conflict that threatened to completely eliminate human civilization, but while Rhett was glad that it was over, the major loss of life, among other things, has left him with many mental scars to match the physical ones. To make matters worse, as the military rebuilt itself, Rhett felt too out of place and begrudgingly chose to retire officially. That is not to say he’s given up defending his home, working more as a vigilante or, perhaps more pleasant-sounding, a ‘consultant’ when the need arises, as he knows that not only can’t he refuse to protect the innocent, but Gronk will tend to only really behave himself with his human around... or at least… he’ll behave marginally.

Rhett has become rather well known as both an effective leader to both humans and dragons in a time of crisis, as well as a survivor who has weathered through enough near-death scrapes to make his continued existence seem near-miraculous. Some have even taken to calling him a knight, or something of that variety, much to his bewilderment, though he suspects his connection to Gronk has something to do with that.

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Name: Atticus Spade

Appearance: A rather giant man at 6'8, Atticus definitely maintains the same athletic build he's had since his early military days, though he does try to keep his musculature from building too much, as to refrain from losing a lot of dexterity in the process. He has short black hair that has a somewhat silvery glint to it from a certain light, as well as hazel eyes. Despite having seen plenty of hardships, Atticus' gaze often looks particularly innocent or youthful, likely pertaining to his particularly idealistic worldviews. Generally he wears a black hoodie and khaki slacks when he isn't working. While on the clock, he wears a simple light-blue button-up shirt with a security patch embroidered on the left breast, as well as black slacks. He keeps his old police cap around as well for a bit of sentimental value... and Tiamat seems to like it.

Age: 32

Pact: Yes - Tiamat

Job/Career: Former NYC police chief, now a security guard employed to patrol the outer regions of the Dokusei tower.

In a relationship: Yes
Bio: There was a time when Atticus led something of an aimless life. At one point he seemed destined to be a great athlete, but then he shifted his path into that of military service. From there it appeared he’d be a promising soldier, but eventually he changed paths again, exchanging his army gear for a police uniform. When law enforcement finally seemed to be the ideal choice for the rest of his existence, fate decided to say otherwise. A former commanding officer called in a favor. One last mission, and he couldn’t bring himself to refuse. He had no way of knowing that this decision would make him question far more than just his personal life choices, but that was exactly what happened when he was forced to accept the reality of an entirely new and alien world stretching out before his very eyes.

A rescue mission in such a surreal world was tough to comprehend, but he strove to do so, long enough to complete the mission and return home. Back on Earth, Atticus did what he could to promptly forget such a reality existed. He went back to the police force, spurred his denial on by working harder than before, doing everything he could to shroud what he’d seen, but it never worked, not entirely. How could it? The dull life he knew couldn’t cover something like that up, but he tried his hardest to mask that to the public, repeating the same phrase in his head, over and over until he firmly believed it: It’s normal here, it’ll always be normal here. Tough to believe that for much longer once it proved untrue of course.

First there came the initial news reports. Sightings of dragons. It seemed like juvenile trickery or delusion, but then the physical evidence came in, and it was harder to deny from there. Still, Atticus did what he could to tune it all out. Perhaps it was little more than a ploy… a very detailed and intricate ploy, but nonetheless. That thought process proved no longer valid when he came across one of these dragons for himself. On patrol, investigating an abandoned subway tunnel, Atticus encountered the Dokusei dragon, Tiamat, for the first time. Soon, he would encounter plenty more dragons, some far less benevolent than Tiamat proved to be, and ultimately he found himself relying on her protection as the malicious dragons under Garvus’ command began terrorizing humanity. In the process, the dragons all briefly, and rather mysteriously, took on human forms, and the cop found himself surprisingly smitten by Tiamat while she took on such an appearance. He did what he could to brush this off as little more than physical attraction, but as he got to know her more, he began doubting this claim quite a bit. Even when the dragons could return to their normal forms, Tiamat would often remain in her human state, and in need of a place to live, she stayed with Atticus.

When the sentimental feelings he had merely grew stronger over the passing years, he knew this wasn’t just some simple crush anymore. Still, this sort of thing was never his forte, and he had trouble expressing these feelings, perhaps still in doubt over whether they were both shared by her, and if they were even morally right in the first place. He seemed to deal with this tension by working harder than ever, and as the world began to adapt to their draconic visitors, he suddenly found himself being called upon as a consultant on numerous occasions, with Tiamat often assisting the police in their work as well. All this ended up culminating in Atticus becoming the new chief of police, though the title proved to be all-too-temporary when Garvus’ forces attacked again, and with all their time to prepare, the damage was catastrophic.

In the midst of the chaos and bloodshed, Atticus was separated from Tiamat, and upon their eventual reunion, she seemed to nearly completely forget who he was. Eventually her memories steadily returned, but the very idea that she could’ve nearly completely forgotten about him after so much time they’d spent together was terribly haunting to Atticus. With their feelings for each other finally being expressed in the open, they both seemed firmly dedicated to protect one another from then on. This devotion proved stronger than one might think, as the dragon-cop duo managed to take down none other than Garvus himself, with Atticus firing the decisive killing shot after Tiamat forced the blood-thirsty dragon into a vulnerable human form.

Some time after, the two finally decided to form a pact as they helped the rest of the resistance fight back against the remaining dragons, something Atticus in particular would greatly need to rely upon in the coming struggles. The fact that he was the one who ultimately eliminated a murderous, yet, greatly influential leader placed a target on his back in the eyes of the opposition, all seeking the vengeful death of the one they merely knew as the “blue man”. Even as the worst of the fighting came to an end and the world could recover, Atticus knew he would always have stragglers out for his head, and as his police force reformed itself, they seemed similarly aware of just what dangers could present themselves to the police chief.

Ultimately, they made the decision that with the new force, there needed to be new management, and Atticus had to step down from his post. With the option to merely be demoted to a normal patrol officer, he decided it would be better to simply retire from the job entirely. There was no point in being sent right back to the bottom rung after everything he’d gone through. Still, in need of a job, he decided to become a security guard, employed to keep any humans, unassuming or otherwise, from entering the area around the tower of the Dokusei without clear permission. If anything, it allowed him to continue doing what he knew, and… well, this was quite likely the closest he was ever going to get to associating with Tiamat’s family.

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Name: Sawyer O’Hara

Appearance: At 6'1, pale, and a bit lithe in frame, Sawyer’s very much a nimble sort and has all the makings of a natural escape artist… which isn’t too surprising to anyone who knows of his past as a fugitive. He has dark brown hair, medium length, which he tends to keep spiked when he has enough gel on hand. He’s worn the same black trench coat for the last 2 years, which wasn’t exactly in the greatest condition when he found it, and has only started to look rattier with time, but he seems adamant in keeping it. Underneath he generally wears a plain grey t-shirt and black cargo pants, all rather loose-fitting.

Age: 30

Pact: None yet

Job/Career: Unemployed, generally spends much of his time as a drifter, driving around either by himself or with Arank in tow. With his particular vehicle, he does occasionally taxi people around for extra money, but it’s hardly an official job. He’s also taken up amateur detective work lately, as a means of occupying himself, though it’s recently become a bit more than just a time-filling hobby…
In a relationship: Nope. He hasn’t felt much of a need for such relationships lately, or at least, that’s what he says.

Bio: There was a time when Sawyer was as southern as his namesake might infer, raised on a Texas ranch, wrangling and horseback riding every chance he got. There was a real freedom to it all, the rancher life, a simple understanding, no deceptions or illusions, he knew what he had to do, and he did it. It was an ideal that stuck with him, and he clung to it as he grew up and faced a world that was anything but simple by comparison. He was intent on being an honest man; open, truthful, everything that greater society seemed to mock the longer he was exposed to it. He wouldn’t relent, his resolve would simply strengthen in the face of the liars and backstabbers. That’s what he would say to himself as he struggled through his teenage years, but as his schooling came to an end, he had no idea where to go. Much as he enjoyed those carefree ranching days, he still wanted to branch out, but nothing looked worth branching out to, so he resorted to simply trying out the path of the first career opportunity that came his way. One visit from an Army recruiter later, and Sawyer was pushing his way through basic training.

His gamble with chance proved fruitful this time, and the young man was considered a fine prospect from nearly the very start. With the upper brass impressed by his quickness, both in body and mind, they figured he had the potential to work with some of the best, and after beginning his rise up the ranks, he was ultimately placed into a company alongside a fellow corporal that would be like the brother he never had. Both would go through a commissioning program and prove even more adept than predicted as they became officers. Through every mission they managed through the best and worst of times, and they would always insist with every promotion to remain in the same company. Whether their words actually reached their superiors’ ears or if it was just a coincidence that they stayed there, it was hard to tell, but as Sawyer and his comrade, a fellow by the name of Atticus, both sharply rose to the rank of captain, and they worked closer with their stalwart Lieutenant Colonel by the name of Rhett, their bond only seemed to strengthen. Sawyer figured he’d found the ideal life in military service, doing something important and, seemingly, to the point. It all seemed right, this was where he belonged… but then the unraveling began. Slowly, enough where he never knew exactly when it all began to fall apart, but most likely it was around the time Atticus resigned some time after becoming a major. Sawyer remained a competent soldier, but he never quite felt the same level of comradery with the rest of his battalion without Atticus around, and his quick rise up the ranks as something of a wunderkind suddenly started to stunt.

Then there came the secret mission… Rhett specifically asked for Sawyer and Atticus, the latter being reenlisted back into his former ranking for this one last job, investigating a disappearance… involving a portal. Being sent through this portal, and the ensuing journey it brought, was nearly enough to drive Sawyer insane from the revelation that there were other civilized worlds out there… Magical, civilized worlds… Somehow he managed to come to grasp with this enough to see the mission through to the end, but then, upon their arrival back on Earth, Sawyer, a man whose reality had already been nearly completely shattered, was told he had to keep his mouth shut about everything he’d witnessed. It defied everything he stood for, keeping this bombshell a secret, and he vehemently refused to do so. Rhett, who’d essentially become like another father to Sawyer by this point, was forced to arrest him for insubordination, with Atticus having to be the one to detain him. It felt like a double-betrayal, and a shadow of cynicism would ultimately shroud Sawyer from then on. The disgraced captain was given a unique punishment. He would be imprisoned for an indefinite sentence, to be revoked as soon as he agreed to keep quiet. Sawyer made it very clear that he was ready to spend the rest of his life behind bars if that was the case, and for about a year, that looked to be exactly what his fate would become…

And then a dragon destroyed the prison.

From then on, Sawyer considered himself a fugitive, out for his own survival, doing his best to avoid dragons and humans alike, though he ultimately found himself at the mercy of both plenty of times, including both of his former comrades. Ultimately when peace arrived from the carnage the first time, Sawyer put a little more effort into staying in hiding, assisted by any sorts not out to turn him in, generally dragons for the most part. Then the second conflict began, and Sawyer knew as the damage piled up that he wasn’t going to have to worry about getting arrested again, not for a very long time at least. Still, for much of this latest human-dragon war, Sawyer remained a loner, until he stumbled upon a disheveled young man aimlessly walking the streets one day and, in a random act of kindness, offered to give him a lift to wherever he was going in a car he’d recently hotwired. Very quickly, he discovered this supposed human was actually a dragon by the name of Arank, and, seeing just how fragile this dragon was, Sawyer took it upon himself to look after him as best as he could throughout the fighting, and ultimately through the rebuilding process as well. In the process, he ran into his former army buddies some more, but while he likely would never trust them quite as much as he once did, Sawyer could at least bring himself to consider them allies once more. If anything, Arank’s presence seemed to make him more forgiving than he once was.

Somewhere along the line, likely in the war’s final days, Sawyer stumbled upon a demolished bank that hadn’t been looted yet, as there was plentiful cash for the taking, enough to sustain him for quite some time once society began to function again. Because of this, he didn’t have to find a paying job, and in this new era, he’s remained a loner… or rather, a loner + 1 with Arank usually sticking with him. He’s happy to take the young dragon to wherever he wants to go, operating an abandoned taxi cab which he occasionally uses as an, admittedly unauthorized, means of extra cash-flow. In the process, over the years he’s found himself growing suspicious of the president appointed when peace finally returned. He’d encountered this John Zermack while the war was still going on… Sawyer may be untrusting of most people these days, but John was definitely one of the least trustworthy people he’d encountered… and now he’s running the country. Sensing something fishy, Sawyer has attempted to investigate the man’s motives, but it’s a tall order, playing detective on the most powerful man in the land…

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Name: Jett Cambridge

Appearance: Stands at 6’3 with brown hair and hazel eyes. He’s somewhat bulky, though his height tends to keep that from being too noticeable at first glance. He’s prone to wearing labcoats over his usual wardrobe of pastel button-up shirts and cargo slacks, and will usually find some excuse to always have one on unless there is some glaring reason not to do so. On the lapel of his coat there’s a button in the design of a very unique-looking green and blue quill pen with a piece of red cloth wrapped around it, the last signification of a previous life Jett once lived.

Age: 24

Pact: None yet

Job/Career: Calls himself a ‘freelance scientist.’ Before the dragons first arrived he’d been given a number of grants to continue his professor’s research on portal technology once it became clear he had become an expert on it himself. That work didn’t last, for reasons he keeps to himself and only a few trusted confidants. He lived the life of a survivalist during the war, and these days he works alongside Jax’s space pirates on the leader’s ship, striving to learn and recreate the group’s technological advancements.

In a relationship: Nope. He’d certainly like one, but he’s never really been able to forge that sort of bond with anybody, especially when he so often gets distracted by his own scientific ambitions.

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Name: Yigmesh/Quint Horatio

Description: Human form – Stands at about 5’8 in height; Has a dusky olive skin tone, and auburn hair, unkempt and at neck-length. Has a stubble of a beard accompanied with a more prominent soul-patch under his lip; Wears a white t-shirt and black overalls with one strap torn off, along with heavily worn hiking boots. His green eyes occasionally appear to switch to that of his dragon form’s deep blue, generally when he is either using his powers or beginning to transform.
Dragon Form – A large greenish-blue dragon, with scales that seem to emulate the color of a rushing river. Stands at about 25 feet, with a wingspan of 33.3 ft with a length of 20 ft. His eyes will often shift into those of his human form when transforming back into that state.

Age: Believes himself to be only 17. Those who claim to know him say he’s been around for at least 200 years.

Pact: None.

Job/Career: Unemployed

In a relationship: Unless there’s some dragon out there who claims otherwise, he’s single.

Bio: Due to the bizarre circumstances of his current existence, his life can be split into two very different experiences: Quint’s memory is that of a human life on the verge of adulthood. He spent his childhood in a small corner of New Orleans, where he made it a point to never get too close to the nearby Mississippi river, on account of an unfortunate case of aquaphobia that he’s had since he was 5. He was often teased for this fear in his early years, and ended up becoming something of a bully himself in order to refrain from being the victim of his peers. Though it was unfortunate that it was often at the expense of others, pushing people around did give Quint a sense of confidence and he became rather popular in his middle school years. Leading into high school however, the guilt and regret began to set in as he realized just how much he had negatively affected some of his peers, the majority of which never forgave him for how he treated them for so many years. By the time he reached the 12th grade, he was alienated from his thuggish friends, and the rest of his classmates wouldn’t have anything to do with him. His anxiety began to spike, and he started drinking to dull out the bad feelings. He managed to sneak this around his parents, though there were signs they were growing concernedly suspicious, not that they would have the chance to act on it before it was too late. After crawling back to his former friends just to get easier access to booze, he was convinced to join them in crashing a riverboat party that was scheduled to go on that very evening. Either his tipsy mind seemed to forget his fear of the water, or he felt a need to prove himself, but one way or another, once he came to realize just where he was, Quint panicked and ended up falling overboard, sinking into the Mississippi.
Regaining consciousness on the New Orleans port, Quint noticed things looked very different from how he remembered them. To his horror, he hadn’t merely been out for a few hours… but rather, a few years had passed him by. He’d long been thought to have drowned that fateful evening, and tragically, he couldn’t set the record straight with those that mattered to him most… His family had been some of the first victims to the dragons that attacked the southern states. Furthering his nightmare all the more, he realized he was no longer quite as human as he used to be, and those who have recognized his draconic identity have not always had the kindest words for him. This is because the dragon Yigmesh was a devout follower of Garvus in his plot to take over Zoidobi… and by all intents and purposes, Quint was now Yigmesh.

The water dragon’s life, as one may expect for the disciple of a tyrannical dragon leader, was one devoted to causing death and terror to those who sided with the humans and against Garvus’ power move. He rigorously worked under the orders of any of the Seven Guards that would accept him, aiming to prove his worth and ability, intent on one day becoming a guard himself, perhaps even Garvus’ favorite if he played his cards right. He certainly showed his potential, though eventually his ambitions caused him to bite off more than he could chew, and his enemies, through an admittedly rather costly attack of their own, managed to bring him down… though as he felt death take hold, the last thing he witnessed was a strange bright light…
Thus, the fierce dragon with lofty goals of power and human oppression has been resurrected in this new world… but ironically enough, under the guise of a human who is afraid of his very element. Whose soul is truly in control? Is Quint little more than a delusional identity, or is Yigmesh nothing more than a shell with a human soul trapped within? The being that remains cannot say… All he knows is, one way or another, he’s without a home.

Type: Water

Abilities/Powers: Hydrokinesis, Dowsing (ability to locate water), High-speed swimming

Song that fits him: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9RiPoYkZb28
[center][/center][center][/center]NAME: Dracorexus (Draco for short) GENDER: Female [img]https://art.alphacoders.com/arts/view/83652[/img] AGE: 429 HEIGHT: 24' LENGTH: 50' WINGSPAN: 75' WEIGHT: 210,000 lbs [img]https://www.pinterest.com/pin/520306563183806367/[/img] HEIGHT: 5' 5" WEIGHT: 135 lbs PACT: None RELATIONSHIP: None JOB/CAREER: None TYPE: Ice Queen ABILITIES/POWERS: Draco is a full blown Ice Dragon. She controls the weather in her immediate area using the feathers on her tail. Her immense size allows her to glide for extreme distances. [center]NAME: Ddriag Goch[/center] GENDER: Male [img]https://art.alphacoders.com/arts/view/42210[/img] AGE: 410 HEIGHT: 20' LENGTH: 43' WINGSPAN: 68' WEIGHT: 190,000 lbs [img]https://www.pinterest.com/pin/497788565037973481/[/img] HEIGHT: 5' 8" WEIGHT: 170 lbs PACT: None RELATIONSHIP: None JOB/CAREER: None ABILITIES/POWERS: Ddriag is a fire dragon. He is only able to breathe fire. MORE TO COME
NAME: Dracorexus (Draco for short)
GENDER: Female
[img]https://art.alphacoders.com/arts/view/83652[/img]
AGE: 429
HEIGHT: 24'
LENGTH: 50'
WINGSPAN: 75'
WEIGHT: 210,000 lbs
[img]https://www.pinterest.com/pin/520306563183806367/[/img]
HEIGHT: 5' 5"
WEIGHT: 135 lbs
PACT: None
RELATIONSHIP: None
JOB/CAREER: None
TYPE: Ice Queen
ABILITIES/POWERS: Draco is a full blown Ice Dragon. She controls the weather in her immediate area using the feathers on her tail. Her immense size allows her to glide for extreme distances.
NAME: Ddriag Goch
GENDER: Male
[img]https://art.alphacoders.com/arts/view/42210[/img]
AGE: 410
HEIGHT: 20'
LENGTH: 43'
WINGSPAN: 68'
WEIGHT: 190,000 lbs
[img]https://www.pinterest.com/pin/497788565037973481/[/img]
HEIGHT: 5' 8"
WEIGHT: 170 lbs
PACT: None
RELATIONSHIP: None
JOB/CAREER: None
ABILITIES/POWERS: Ddriag is a fire dragon. He is only able to breathe fire.

MORE TO COME
posting link!
glassclaws/thero= http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=340371&tab=dragon&did=40103209
illuminate=
others???
posting link!
glassclaws/thero= http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=340371&tab=dragon&did=40103209
illuminate=
others???
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[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180423/3d6ad706b315d93723f462ec76b0a9a4.png[/img] [Size=2]"Let the thunder roar baby..." ~ Zarak[/size] [Img]https://orig00.deviantart.net/94c9/f/2012/175/d/a/daa0d9656ff163169afe3d5ebf5a14e7-d527lw4.jpg[/img] [img]https://pre00.deviantart.net/4545/th/pre/i/2016/059/5/3/edelnir_refsheet_2016_by_darenrin-d9tesez.png[/img] ((I do not own any of these pics, credit all goes to the artist.)) [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180423/e065f85218ddbd7aa143153701243db4.png[/img] 398 yrs old [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180423/a4c172b9a7dc3624d5ec54cc1f3a4cfd.png[/img] Thinking.... [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180423/30cdf11f4cf161915598688c4e231ee4.png[/img] Bodyguard/hitman for hire [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180423/35e68d330d66ba2432ab4bb3655b936c.png[/img] None yet, but looking... [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180423/580a553b6fec42c7d8498b1d55109be2.png[/img] Zarak is a temperamental fellow. Anger and rage are his best friends, along with vengeance and chaos. Nothing pleases him more than causing trouble and wrecking a place. Probably why he got into the whole bodyguard and hitman thing. The only thing saving him from being called a sociopath or what not, is the one being in the world he actually cares for; Engel. He has a nasty habit of going to bed with just about anyone, be they man or women. Engel hates it since she thinks he should just go find someone special, this is why he usually hides all his playmates from her. [left][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180423/0a1c81bf7a2069697b5c617bc04d2ae6.png[/img] Engel Cigs Liquor Anything he can lay Cursing Fighting Wrecking crap Cats[/left] [right][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180423/c5ab6db6d142f6b6aa1e19e8728b6ea8.png[/img] Sloths (the animal) Cops Rubber Jail Authority His sister[/right] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180423/4984961d9c9e41d53c59dd727322478b.png[/img] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180423/925e9be875f2d59ae93a1f3b3755c904.png[/img] TBA [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180423/a4d09d5137a9693ed5a05d5c2174aa9f.png[/img] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180423/fecddb910e3e294c2609535376ceb336.png[/img] - Pretty basic, summons his element to him. [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180423/b4267d1cabeb01abe90b028292bf0bdd.png[/img] - Coats his skin in a layer of lightning that fries anything that it touches. [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180423/44d9e7ed07e9fa4dbbb251c734303494.png[/img] - A part of his body gains property of a magnet. [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180423/a1b7e1bcf63911f3903329e8e073bb23.png[/img] - Compacted lightning that is shaped into a sphere. Once it is "detonated", it will explode outward and electrifly anything in its reach. Size of the bomb depends on how much energy is put into it, usually about a circumference of 12ft is the area of effect for most bombs. [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180424/b784a5d2521c5e8d664ed6399786f11a.png[/img] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/71/3c/68/713c681297547e3c6abced87d689f64d.jpg[/img] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180424/a733f569fa80331b235e35a2907e67e1.png[/img] 11 [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180424/777211d2f2625f959bcb7d69208cb581.png[/img] Zarak wont join with her ( > ~ < ) [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180424/37cbb63c234a47b609db9d56bbf68ab4.png[/img] Keeping Zarak alive [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180424/1af238b7dba519a0a206ec54f2a7b117.png[/img] Zarak would eat anyone who dared [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180424/2ef0a009776af6de157196b1b6d7d976.png[/img] Engel is a sweet girl that never shows her pain; instead she'll put on a smile and say everything is fine. It was how she survived in her youth, and a habit she hasn't learned how to break yet. For her age she is remarkable mature, and is often found actually taking care of Zarak when he went to far into the bottle. She loves talking and befriending pretty much anyone, but keeps that a secret from Zarak, since he usually ruins it. [Right][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180424/5af5aafefe9ee91d89d710ededce09eb.png[/img] Math Mean People Small dark places Pain Violence Spicy food[/right] [left][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180424/16b192579d017366d26a7462e4c5da7a.png[/img] Zarak Books Stars Dragons Birds Riding Zarak Storms Sweets[/left] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180424/3747577a21ab2ddf8b1f281f29c3ff1e.png[/img] Engel grew up in an abusive home till she was about 4 or 5. It was that age Zarak found her picking through some trash for food. All her ribs were visible, and she didn't particularly care where her food came from, she just wanted something to eat, but even then she wasn't mean. Seeing Zarak (who looked worse for wear himself) slumped in the alley way, she thought he was a starving bum; similar to her. Not thinking twice, she offered the bit food of she found to him. Don't ask why, but that act of selflessness seemed to actually move Zarak. It didn't stop him from eating the food the girl offered him, but he also decided to take her too. To some it would be considered kidnapping, but to Engel it was like finding her true family. From there she was pretty much raised by Zarak in his own weird ways, and she loved every minute of it. He taught her how to read, write, math, history (dragon-version), and life lessons of all sorts. Really she thinks of Zarak as her Father, but shes too embarrassed to ever admit it. So she finds herself trying to improve his bad ways, because she knows he could be so much better. [/center]
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"Let the thunder roar baby..." ~ Zarak

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((I do not own any of these pics, credit all goes to the artist.))

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398 yrs old

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Thinking....

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Bodyguard/hitman for hire

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None yet, but looking...

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Zarak is a temperamental fellow. Anger and rage are his best friends, along with vengeance and chaos. Nothing pleases him more than causing trouble and wrecking a place. Probably why he got into the whole bodyguard and hitman thing. The only thing saving him from being called a sociopath or what not, is the one being in the world he actually cares for; Engel. He has a nasty habit of going to bed with just about anyone, be they man or women. Engel hates it since she thinks he should just go find someone special, this is why he usually hides all his playmates from her.


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Engel
Cigs
Liquor
Anything he can lay
Cursing
Fighting
Wrecking crap
Cats

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Sloths (the animal)
Cops
Rubber
Jail
Authority
His sister




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TBA



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fecddb910e3e294c2609535376ceb336.png - Pretty basic, summons his element to him.

b4267d1cabeb01abe90b028292bf0bdd.png - Coats his skin in a layer of lightning that fries anything that it touches.

44d9e7ed07e9fa4dbbb251c734303494.png - A part of his body gains property of a magnet.

a1b7e1bcf63911f3903329e8e073bb23.png - Compacted lightning that is shaped into a sphere. Once it is "detonated", it will explode outward and electrifly anything in its reach. Size of the bomb depends on how much energy is put into it, usually about a circumference of 12ft is the area of effect for most bombs.





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11

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Zarak wont join with her ( > ~ < )

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Keeping Zarak alive

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Zarak would eat anyone who dared

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Engel is a sweet girl that never shows her pain; instead she'll put on a smile and say everything is fine. It was how she survived in her youth, and a habit she hasn't learned how to break yet. For her age she is remarkable mature, and is often found actually taking care of Zarak when he went to far into the bottle. She loves talking and befriending pretty much anyone, but keeps that a secret from Zarak, since he usually ruins it.

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Math
Mean People
Small dark places
Pain
Violence
Spicy food
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Zarak
Books
Stars
Dragons
Birds
Riding Zarak
Storms
Sweets

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Engel grew up in an abusive home till she was about 4 or 5. It was that age Zarak found her picking through some trash for food. All her ribs were visible, and she didn't particularly care where her food came from, she just wanted something to eat, but even then she wasn't mean. Seeing Zarak (who looked worse for wear himself) slumped in the alley way, she thought he was a starving bum; similar to her. Not thinking twice, she offered the bit food of she found to him.

Don't ask why, but that act of selflessness seemed to actually move Zarak. It didn't stop him from eating the food the girl offered him, but he also decided to take her too. To some it would be considered kidnapping, but to Engel it was like finding her true family.

From there she was pretty much raised by Zarak in his own weird ways, and she loved every minute of it. He taught her how to read, write, math, history (dragon-version), and life lessons of all sorts. Really she thinks of Zarak as her Father, but shes too embarrassed to ever admit it. So she finds herself trying to improve his bad ways, because she knows he could be so much better.

[b]Name:[/b] Kristyna "Kris" Elkinson [Zourvu Hujha] [b]Image or description of the character:[/b][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/421097696317669387/437487793879646208/20180422_003842.jpg[/img] [img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/421097696317669387/437488150093234176/20180422_004030.jpg[/img] [b]Age:[/b] 107 human years, looks 23 [b]Pact:[/b] None. [b]Job/Career:[/b] Head chef at a local restaurant, former cook on a marine ship. [b]In a relationship:[/b] Nah. [b]Bio:[/b] Kris was a runaway from her family at the young age of 34. She left for untold reasons, but left a gaping hole in the hujha clan. During this time, she traveled the land, an invisible learner, studying natives and avoiding conflict with races, wherever she went, chaos followed. Not anything paranormal, but sentient beings made bad decisions and got confused, memories became foggy, things like that. She was only caught twice. Once, by the ocean. Pure bloods from the Hujha clan were naturally drawn to the unknown and chaos, being manifestations the latter. A young recruit, bearing a tattoo marking their status on their shoulder. He roared and looked around, sensing a life-form in the small cove, spotting her tail as it changed to match her surroundings, though he didn't know what he saw, as she clouded his mind. The second was outside of a castle, balancing on a tree-branch, watching the people interact and trade, their society fascinating. She was seen by a young wizard, practicing the act of clairvoyance. He saw through her camouflage easily, though made no move to harm her. Truly a strange being. This being was soon known to her as Malrik. The two becoming friends. He taught her common, and a bit of light magic, after turning her into a human to prevent his own causality. Her facade was soon known by the king, who had Malrik executed for treason, while she escaped unharmed. From that day on, she vowed to never make a pact, seeing the death around her. She was happy to be transported to earth, away from bad things and people. The technology amazed her, though it took awhile to get used to. From there on, she lived on the streets, finding her way to pre-war new york. She had already known more then the average highschooler, though no money for college nor technical school. She tried joining Dokusei, passing the tests, becoming a low-ranking recruit, doing dirty work for the clan. She really didn't enjoy being ordered around nor being cramped in the building for long stretches, so [i]politely[/i] took her leave, becoming a chef for a local soup kitchen, then soon a small resturant, later earning the right of head chef, all the while, keeping what she was a secret. At the beginning of the war, she joined a marine ship's crew, as a chef. Those years of her life were possibly her favorite, helping out anyone she could, feeding the weak and strong. Eventually, the ship was attacked, her on it. The fire from the engine and dragons, combined with cooking oil, made for some bad cosmetic developments, nearly losing her eye. She and six other soldiers were the only ones to survive, though showing those few what she really was. Afterward, she was captured by police forces, interviewed, and set free them finding no evidence that she had broken any law, and that she was a legal citizen. From there on, she worked on other ships, though not allowed out of a certain area unless in an emergency. She was okay with the arrangement, as she still could greet and chatter with the hardworking soliders as food was cooked and served. They enjoyed her company too, asking her about her past, making small shows out of light, and playing the occaisional card game over the counter. When the war ended, she set up a small resturant, still in new york, only a block from the shoreline, drawing in locals, tourists, and marines who wanted to talk with their old friend. All the while, going back to preteding to be human. Since john's election, she had grown secretly worried, rumors about his pact with havoc, and fear of her family finding her, and customers who were threating her because of her rumoured lineage. [indent][b]Extras:[/b] Defensive fighter, will not attack unless attacked first, will attempt at peace. Likes: Friendly people, mexican hot chocolate,socalizing, seafood, comfy chairs, and regular customers. Dislikes: Rude people, her old family, dolphins, people who go out of their way to make others feel bad. [b]Theme:[/b] [url=https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL-2m0QArX0b0C1v5jB0DA6HRaueRYu0JV]a WIP playlist.[/url] [b]Other:[/b] Likes celebrating human holidays, halloween being her favorite, she likes making cool costumes. [/indent] [b]Type:[/b] Dark [Eldrich, specifically.] [b]Abilities/Powers:[/b] In her human form, she can use her light abilities, using them as distractions and scources of heat. In her dragon form, [derived from cuttle-fish design] she can change her skin color, though part of her face is awlays off color because of damage. Magic in this from is replaced with eldrich-like abilites, like telepathy, summoning tentacles, aura of distraction/madness, and anything involving similar theme. Cannot fly, wings do not grow in dragon form until they are a century and a half minimum, any dragon below that age has small stubs instead. Base color ref for Dragon form: [img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/421097696317669387/438802463349407745/13f0b9fa8c211c9e184c99fa01fa5ab9.jpg[/img]
Name: Kristyna "Kris" Elkinson [Zourvu Hujha]
Image or description of the character:20180422_003842.jpg
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Age: 107 human years, looks 23
Pact: None.
Job/Career: Head chef at a local restaurant, former cook on a marine ship.
In a relationship: Nah.
Bio:
Kris was a runaway from her family at the young age of 34. She left for untold reasons, but left a gaping hole in the hujha clan.
During this time, she traveled the land, an invisible learner, studying natives and avoiding conflict with races, wherever she went, chaos followed. Not anything paranormal, but sentient beings made bad decisions and got confused, memories became foggy, things like that.
She was only caught twice. Once, by the ocean. Pure bloods from the Hujha clan were naturally drawn to the unknown and chaos, being manifestations the latter. A young recruit, bearing a tattoo marking their status on their shoulder. He roared and looked around, sensing a life-form in the small cove, spotting her tail as it changed to match her surroundings, though he didn't know what he saw, as she clouded his mind.
The second was outside of a castle, balancing on a tree-branch, watching the people interact and trade, their society fascinating. She was seen by a young wizard, practicing the act of clairvoyance. He saw through her camouflage easily, though made no move to harm her. Truly a strange being.
This being was soon known to her as Malrik. The two becoming friends. He taught her common, and a bit of light magic, after turning her into a human to prevent his own causality. Her facade was soon known by the king, who had Malrik executed for treason, while she escaped unharmed. From that day on, she vowed to never make a pact, seeing the death around her.
She was happy to be transported to earth, away from bad things and people. The technology amazed her, though it took awhile to get used to.
From there on, she lived on the streets, finding her way to pre-war new york. She had already known more then the average highschooler, though no money for college nor technical school.
She tried joining Dokusei, passing the tests, becoming a low-ranking recruit, doing dirty work for the clan. She really didn't enjoy being ordered around nor being cramped in the building for long stretches, so politely took her leave, becoming a chef for a local soup kitchen, then soon a small resturant, later earning the right of head chef, all the while, keeping what she was a secret.
At the beginning of the war, she joined a marine ship's crew, as a chef. Those years of her life were possibly her favorite, helping out anyone she could, feeding the weak and strong.
Eventually, the ship was attacked, her on it. The fire from the engine and dragons, combined with cooking oil, made for some bad cosmetic developments, nearly losing her eye. She and six other soldiers were the only ones to survive, though showing those few what she really was. Afterward, she was captured by police forces, interviewed, and set free them finding no evidence that she had broken any law, and that she was a legal citizen.
From there on, she worked on other ships, though not allowed out of a certain area unless in an emergency. She was okay with the arrangement, as she still could greet and chatter with the hardworking soliders as food was cooked and served. They enjoyed her company too, asking her about her past, making small shows out of light, and playing the occaisional card game over the counter.
When the war ended, she set up a small resturant, still in new york, only a block from the shoreline, drawing in locals, tourists, and marines who wanted to talk with their old friend. All the while, going back to preteding to be human.
Since john's election, she had grown secretly worried, rumors about his pact with havoc, and fear of her family finding her, and customers who were threating her because of her rumoured lineage.
Extras: Defensive fighter, will not attack unless attacked first, will attempt at peace.
Likes: Friendly people, mexican hot chocolate,socalizing, seafood, comfy chairs, and regular customers.
Dislikes: Rude people, her old family, dolphins, people who go out of their way to make others feel bad.
Theme: a WIP playlist.
Other: Likes celebrating human holidays, halloween being her favorite, she likes making cool costumes.
Type: Dark [Eldrich, specifically.]
Abilities/Powers: In her human form, she can use her light abilities, using them as distractions and scources of heat.
In her dragon form, [derived from cuttle-fish design] she can change her skin color, though part of her face is awlays off color because of damage. Magic in this from is replaced with eldrich-like abilites, like telepathy, summoning tentacles, aura of distraction/madness, and anything involving similar theme.
Cannot fly, wings do not grow in dragon form until they are a century and a half minimum, any dragon below that age has small stubs instead.

Base color ref for Dragon form:
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@Foxbrush

More than welcome to join, we seem to all be just getting characters ready.
@Foxbrush

More than welcome to join, we seem to all be just getting characters ready.
~If I do NOT respond in three minutes I am at work or away from the computer!~
@Ignistia

Working on my characters right now I will post them up really soon. So good to see this roleplay back! It is also good to see new and familiar names.


Name: Jason Kennedy
Short brown hair that sometimes covers his icy blue eyes. Most days he just wears T-shirts and isn't picky about the colors. Blue jeans or sometimes black ones. Wearing anything too nice often gets covered in dirt anyways. Attached to his belt is a handgun, something he did keep from his blue hat days.

Age: 23
Height : "5'6"
Weight: 175lbs
Pact: Doesn't have one at the moment.
Job/Career: Was a rookie of the police force of New York two years ago. He gave up on it, now he works on a farm in Kentucky. He really hates that city now, since the events that happened.

Bio: He broke his left foot and it was amputated due to an infection. Everything was done to save it. He now wears a prosthetic, getting around was hard at first but he has adjusted to it. Sometimes he still using a cane to help give his leg a break. He adopted a white german shepherd named Max. The two go everywhere together from work with the farm or visiting friends.

Lives alone with his dog and a little girl named Jane who he also adopted. The girl arrived on his doorstep soon after his best friend died. Life has been hard for the both of them. Jason does all he can it is good that the farm owner is understandable. The pay is alright but really low compared to when he was an officer. Some days it is hard for him to walk. So he doesn't work or do much of anything these days. Which hurts the farm, as it provides food for nearby towns and cities.

Jason often thinks about a dragon he met a few years ago. It was an ice dragon named Mira, often he wonders where she is now. Before they seemed like friends and at times he even had feelings for her. Trying to describe the reason why is hard for him. With one of his dragon friends gone the guy cannot help but worry. Maybe winter will come again and with a gift this year. He misses the days lost so many years ago. Things are better but nothing will ever be the same.

Often very friendly but can be a bit shy. Doesn't often speak much unless someone talks to him first. Has a passion for laws and doing the right thing when it is needed. Likes to cook, he is really great at making almost anything. In the past fellow, officers would ask him to cook lunch for them. Now he does whatever Jane asks and sometimes the landowner. Maybe he should have been a cook or something instead of an officer?



Name: Nornax
Age: 369
He has white or almost silverish eyes, skin is pale and cold to the touch. Long white hair goes to the middle of his back. Often wears armor that is black with white details on it. Just below his rib he a black metal plate covering softer thinner fabric to protect his stomach. Black metal shoulder pads and gauntlets protect his hands. From his elbow up to just below his shoulder is bare skin. From his waist down and to his legs is also nothing but black armor and white boots on his feet.

Not in the human form he is pure white with a silver shine in the sunlight. He is not a very big dragon. That just fine it just means he is agiler than bigger dragons. He weighs less and can fit into spaces other may not be able to. Making him even more dangerous for people or younglings. Horns are long black and sharp like blades. On the end of his long tail is scythe-like spikes. They are a weapon and a defensive weapon. Better to avoid that side of him, but the front can be just as dangerous. With an icy breath and horns ready to fight. He can make you rethink about messing with him.

Human Size
Height : "6'3'
Weight: 180 lbs

Dragon Size
Height: 16'
Length: 20'
Wingspan:26
Pact: No
Job/Career: Once he was with Dracorexus, serving as one of her members. He later left the group for another. His new job is working for John and alongside his black dragon. Sorta is Havok's comrade when going on missions or jobs. Nothing to worry about when two dangerous dragons are working for a very powerful man.

In a relationship: No he has little interest in it.

Bio: He is depicted as a sadomasochistic psychopath that enjoys the suffering of others including animals. Even has hurt his allies to get the feel of joy flowing, though most often they don't lose their lives. Wields dual scythe when in human form. Rumors have it though he did slaughter his own clan and family. The dragon can not control himself sometimes. Blood just drives him nuts then after he breaks out of the moment the dragon will laugh. Doesn't feel bad nor does he mourn after killing the poor soul or souls.

The dragon is very mendacious, deceitful, sadistic and scheming. A very intelligent dragon like this is very dangerous. Those rare few who know him know better to avoid him. Don't believe anything he tries to tell you. Will often try to mess with your head with lies.

Type: Ice is his main type could also have a type of blood dragon and darkness in his veins.
Abilities/Powers:

1)Blood Empowerment - User becomes stronger, faster, more durable, etc. when they come into contact with or are near blood, possibly unlocking abilities related to the affinity and enhancing their existing powers. Some users may be able to draw sustenance from the blood or even slow or stop aging.

*Limits - Some users may go completely insane/lose self-control.
May get addicted to blood.
May gain withdrawal syndromes without regular consumption of blood.


2)Hyperosmia - User can detect specific persons, objects, substances or even places, locate their origin and track targets with nothing but their nose. Some may even be able to detect lying, sicknesses, or tumors by which hormones/smells a target excretes

*Limits - Does not work when someone masks their scent.
Does not work on odorless materials.
Ability is nullified if the user's nostrils are clogged.
Hard to find someone if the user doesn't know their scent firsthand often requiring an object touched by the other person to get their scent.
Other scents from an area that has a large amount of people such as a battlefield can make it harder to find a specific scent.
Could be very sensitive to stronger smells or foul odors.
Both smell and taste work in conjunction with each other so a user may become nauseous after smelling something and tasting it.

3)Flash Freezing - The user can reduce the kinetic energy of atoms meaning they effectively make things colder, ranging from slightly chilly levels to absolute zero.

*Limits - Generates only cold, not Ice.
High temperatures like fire, magma and heat negate/reduce this power.
May have limited range, including touch only.

4)Cold Energy Manipulation- The user can create, shape and manipulate extremely cold energy capable of freezing anything it comes into contact with. This energy can be composed of an extremely cold gas or a magical energy.

*Limits-Is weak against heat sources or abilities
Range and how skilled the user is are factors.

Name: Jane R Blinx
Short brown hair with light brown eyes. Often wears a pink dress or jeans and any color shirt. Loves pink and yellow so most of the time she wears one of the two. Has small white shoes or brown boots.
Age: 10
Height : "4'5"
Weight: 70lbs
Pact: Doesn't have one at the moment.
Job/Career: She is a kid but does help Jason around the farm sometimes. Also, she cares for Max when Jason has bad days.
Bio: in the rp


Name: Senji
Often wears a green and black outfit. His hair is often a brownish red. The shirt is a dark green and a poncho-like clothing over it looks like military camo. Arms are covered in long sleeves that are black with armor on them. His hands are also protected by armor-plated gloves. Pants are military camo and from his knees down is black armor. It is strong armor but is it very light and don't often rub agiasnt other armor on his body. Around his belt are various tools and weapons. Daggers, thin clear wires and to even small bombs. The dragon is always ready, his job can be very dangerous.


A green dragon who is long a snake. He doesn't have wings but flies with the wind and power he has. The long body can snake between buildings and trees with ease. The scales often change from different colors to match his surroundings.

Human Size
Height : "6'2'
Weight: 170lbs

Dragon Size
Height: 16'
Length: 20'
Wingspan:26


Age: 347
Pact: No
Job/Career: Spying for the president and assassination. Passing on messages between dragon rulers
In a relationship: No
Bio: A very skilled dragon from a forest island east of the Drabi's home inZoidobi. His clan was not a very big one, ten members at least. The dragon is said to be very ninja and a fast. Senji has been known to seek work with various clans. Passing on messages between lords, like some secret network humans don't know about. A year and a half ago, it was thought he had died. He went out for a walk and some man tried to kill him the random man shot him! He had to go into hiding after the event. Sending the little girl he was living with him to live with a friend. Sadly, they think he probably died as well. Telling no one he was alive, he went to find work away from known faces. He does want to tell his friends he is alive, but he is just too scared to even try. Maybe they would be better just thinking he is dead.
Type: Nature
Abilities/Powers: Replication, Chameleon Effect, Hyper Speed and Wallcrawling

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Ryadhul
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Age 391
Height:"6'8"
Weight:200lbs

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Height: 25ft
Length: 45ft
Wingspan: 53ft
Weight: 135,000lbs
Type: Ice & Darkness
Abilities/Powers: Ice Manipulation, Corruption Vortex Creation, Darkness Aura and Ice Infusion

Name: Rose Lowell
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Age: 18
Height: "5'0"
Weight: 118lbs
Pact: Doesn't have one at the moment.
Job/Bio/Career: Works for a local newspaper group in New York, often writes about the things she does every day. The notebook she had is filled with exciting, crazy and scary encounters. She uses it to help bring ideas for the newspaper, sometimes stuff from it is used. When she is not working the girl is making fan stories of the Darbi dragons. The girl is the leader of a club online who are just obsessed with them. Two years ago she was on a weird ship called the Donna, along with a lot of other refugees. She never met a private before and thought they where nasty people.

Since meeting with that captain and that crew her mind has changed about them. Also with the dragons, she hated them before and was scared. But there were a few dragons on the ship that changed her view on them as well. The girl has another notebook just filled with the encounters and events around that ship. Part of her wants to make it into a book. But holds back on the idea, worried about people not liking it.
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@Ignistia

Working on my characters right now I will post them up really soon. So good to see this roleplay back! It is also good to see new and familiar names.


Name: Jason Kennedy
Short brown hair that sometimes covers his icy blue eyes. Most days he just wears T-shirts and isn't picky about the colors. Blue jeans or sometimes black ones. Wearing anything too nice often gets covered in dirt anyways. Attached to his belt is a handgun, something he did keep from his blue hat days.

Age: 23
Height : "5'6"
Weight: 175lbs
Pact: Doesn't have one at the moment.
Job/Career: Was a rookie of the police force of New York two years ago. He gave up on it, now he works on a farm in Kentucky. He really hates that city now, since the events that happened.

Bio: He broke his left foot and it was amputated due to an infection. Everything was done to save it. He now wears a prosthetic, getting around was hard at first but he has adjusted to it. Sometimes he still using a cane to help give his leg a break. He adopted a white german shepherd named Max. The two go everywhere together from work with the farm or visiting friends.

Lives alone with his dog and a little girl named Jane who he also adopted. The girl arrived on his doorstep soon after his best friend died. Life has been hard for the both of them. Jason does all he can it is good that the farm owner is understandable. The pay is alright but really low compared to when he was an officer. Some days it is hard for him to walk. So he doesn't work or do much of anything these days. Which hurts the farm, as it provides food for nearby towns and cities.

Jason often thinks about a dragon he met a few years ago. It was an ice dragon named Mira, often he wonders where she is now. Before they seemed like friends and at times he even had feelings for her. Trying to describe the reason why is hard for him. With one of his dragon friends gone the guy cannot help but worry. Maybe winter will come again and with a gift this year. He misses the days lost so many years ago. Things are better but nothing will ever be the same.

Often very friendly but can be a bit shy. Doesn't often speak much unless someone talks to him first. Has a passion for laws and doing the right thing when it is needed. Likes to cook, he is really great at making almost anything. In the past fellow, officers would ask him to cook lunch for them. Now he does whatever Jane asks and sometimes the landowner. Maybe he should have been a cook or something instead of an officer?



Name: Nornax
Age: 369
He has white or almost silverish eyes, skin is pale and cold to the touch. Long white hair goes to the middle of his back. Often wears armor that is black with white details on it. Just below his rib he a black metal plate covering softer thinner fabric to protect his stomach. Black metal shoulder pads and gauntlets protect his hands. From his elbow up to just below his shoulder is bare skin. From his waist down and to his legs is also nothing but black armor and white boots on his feet.

Not in the human form he is pure white with a silver shine in the sunlight. He is not a very big dragon. That just fine it just means he is agiler than bigger dragons. He weighs less and can fit into spaces other may not be able to. Making him even more dangerous for people or younglings. Horns are long black and sharp like blades. On the end of his long tail is scythe-like spikes. They are a weapon and a defensive weapon. Better to avoid that side of him, but the front can be just as dangerous. With an icy breath and horns ready to fight. He can make you rethink about messing with him.

Human Size
Height : "6'3'
Weight: 180 lbs

Dragon Size
Height: 16'
Length: 20'
Wingspan:26
Pact: No
Job/Career: Once he was with Dracorexus, serving as one of her members. He later left the group for another. His new job is working for John and alongside his black dragon. Sorta is Havok's comrade when going on missions or jobs. Nothing to worry about when two dangerous dragons are working for a very powerful man.

In a relationship: No he has little interest in it.

Bio: He is depicted as a sadomasochistic psychopath that enjoys the suffering of others including animals. Even has hurt his allies to get the feel of joy flowing, though most often they don't lose their lives. Wields dual scythe when in human form. Rumors have it though he did slaughter his own clan and family. The dragon can not control himself sometimes. Blood just drives him nuts then after he breaks out of the moment the dragon will laugh. Doesn't feel bad nor does he mourn after killing the poor soul or souls.

The dragon is very mendacious, deceitful, sadistic and scheming. A very intelligent dragon like this is very dangerous. Those rare few who know him know better to avoid him. Don't believe anything he tries to tell you. Will often try to mess with your head with lies.

Type: Ice is his main type could also have a type of blood dragon and darkness in his veins.
Abilities/Powers:

1)Blood Empowerment - User becomes stronger, faster, more durable, etc. when they come into contact with or are near blood, possibly unlocking abilities related to the affinity and enhancing their existing powers. Some users may be able to draw sustenance from the blood or even slow or stop aging.

*Limits - Some users may go completely insane/lose self-control.
May get addicted to blood.
May gain withdrawal syndromes without regular consumption of blood.


2)Hyperosmia - User can detect specific persons, objects, substances or even places, locate their origin and track targets with nothing but their nose. Some may even be able to detect lying, sicknesses, or tumors by which hormones/smells a target excretes

*Limits - Does not work when someone masks their scent.
Does not work on odorless materials.
Ability is nullified if the user's nostrils are clogged.
Hard to find someone if the user doesn't know their scent firsthand often requiring an object touched by the other person to get their scent.
Other scents from an area that has a large amount of people such as a battlefield can make it harder to find a specific scent.
Could be very sensitive to stronger smells or foul odors.
Both smell and taste work in conjunction with each other so a user may become nauseous after smelling something and tasting it.

3)Flash Freezing - The user can reduce the kinetic energy of atoms meaning they effectively make things colder, ranging from slightly chilly levels to absolute zero.

*Limits - Generates only cold, not Ice.
High temperatures like fire, magma and heat negate/reduce this power.
May have limited range, including touch only.

4)Cold Energy Manipulation- The user can create, shape and manipulate extremely cold energy capable of freezing anything it comes into contact with. This energy can be composed of an extremely cold gas or a magical energy.

*Limits-Is weak against heat sources or abilities
Range and how skilled the user is are factors.

Name: Jane R Blinx
Short brown hair with light brown eyes. Often wears a pink dress or jeans and any color shirt. Loves pink and yellow so most of the time she wears one of the two. Has small white shoes or brown boots.
Age: 10
Height : "4'5"
Weight: 70lbs
Pact: Doesn't have one at the moment.
Job/Career: She is a kid but does help Jason around the farm sometimes. Also, she cares for Max when Jason has bad days.
Bio: in the rp


Name: Senji
Often wears a green and black outfit. His hair is often a brownish red. The shirt is a dark green and a poncho-like clothing over it looks like military camo. Arms are covered in long sleeves that are black with armor on them. His hands are also protected by armor-plated gloves. Pants are military camo and from his knees down is black armor. It is strong armor but is it very light and don't often rub agiasnt other armor on his body. Around his belt are various tools and weapons. Daggers, thin clear wires and to even small bombs. The dragon is always ready, his job can be very dangerous.


A green dragon who is long a snake. He doesn't have wings but flies with the wind and power he has. The long body can snake between buildings and trees with ease. The scales often change from different colors to match his surroundings.

Human Size
Height : "6'2'
Weight: 170lbs

Dragon Size
Height: 16'
Length: 20'
Wingspan:26


Age: 347
Pact: No
Job/Career: Spying for the president and assassination. Passing on messages between dragon rulers
In a relationship: No
Bio: A very skilled dragon from a forest island east of the Drabi's home inZoidobi. His clan was not a very big one, ten members at least. The dragon is said to be very ninja and a fast. Senji has been known to seek work with various clans. Passing on messages between lords, like some secret network humans don't know about. A year and a half ago, it was thought he had died. He went out for a walk and some man tried to kill him the random man shot him! He had to go into hiding after the event. Sending the little girl he was living with him to live with a friend. Sadly, they think he probably died as well. Telling no one he was alive, he went to find work away from known faces. He does want to tell his friends he is alive, but he is just too scared to even try. Maybe they would be better just thinking he is dead.
Type: Nature
Abilities/Powers: Replication, Chameleon Effect, Hyper Speed and Wallcrawling

*editing
Ryadhul
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Age 391
Height:"6'8"
Weight:200lbs

http://i898.photobucket.com/albums/ac188/greatfulyo/behind%20the%20clouds%202/1a2fb3b1-9590-4c96-9a94-e0ff41b58e6e_zpsrxhgvptm.jpg
Height: 25ft
Length: 45ft
Wingspan: 53ft
Weight: 135,000lbs
Type: Ice & Darkness
Abilities/Powers: Ice Manipulation, Corruption Vortex Creation, Darkness Aura and Ice Infusion

Name: Rose Lowell
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Age: 18
Height: "5'0"
Weight: 118lbs
Pact: Doesn't have one at the moment.
Job/Bio/Career: Works for a local newspaper group in New York, often writes about the things she does every day. The notebook she had is filled with exciting, crazy and scary encounters. She uses it to help bring ideas for the newspaper, sometimes stuff from it is used. When she is not working the girl is making fan stories of the Darbi dragons. The girl is the leader of a club online who are just obsessed with them. Two years ago she was on a weird ship called the Donna, along with a lot of other refugees. She never met a private before and thought they where nasty people.

Since meeting with that captain and that crew her mind has changed about them. Also with the dragons, she hated them before and was scared. But there were a few dragons on the ship that changed her view on them as well. The girl has another notebook just filled with the encounters and events around that ship. Part of her wants to make it into a book. But holds back on the idea, worried about people not liking it.
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Adding one more later!
A frog in a well does not know the great sea.
Good things, many devils.
@Ignistia

OKAY! I FINALLY HAVE SOMETIME TO PUT MY PROFILE TOGETHER!

I had a brief question about dragons Types?
What defines a dragons 'Type' ? Is it possible for one to just not have a type or to have a sort of normal or neutral type? I know FR dragons tend to have a Flight but I also see people are using Other kinds of dragons. I plan to as well and just want to make sure I get this right.
@Ignistia

OKAY! I FINALLY HAVE SOMETIME TO PUT MY PROFILE TOGETHER!

I had a brief question about dragons Types?
What defines a dragons 'Type' ? Is it possible for one to just not have a type or to have a sort of normal or neutral type? I know FR dragons tend to have a Flight but I also see people are using Other kinds of dragons. I plan to as well and just want to make sure I get this right.
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@Ragnaroc

Dragon types can be almost anything. Typically for me it is the elements they live in/did live in or is passed on by the parents.
@Ragnaroc

Dragon types can be almost anything. Typically for me it is the elements they live in/did live in or is passed on by the parents.
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