Roleplay

This is the profile page where all characters in the RP will be stored. You are free to edit your character as the RP progresses, though any major changes such as death or re-finding their Charge should be alerted to all of the members via the OOC thread.

If you want to apply for a character, please ping @FloatingInSpace on the OOC thread first. Afterwards, you may send the application via PM to FloatingInSpace.

Rules:

• Be respectful to all other RPers.
• No god-modding.
• No mary-sues/ gary-stus. We want believable characters.
• Follow FR guidelines. Nothing overly gorey and any romance should be SFW.
• Any major incidents should be referred to me, @FloatingInSpace (a death of a character, for example).
• Stay active. Please. I am putting a two week cap on inactivity.
• Please have proper grammar and spelling. It is really hard to read responses that aren't.
• Please post more than a sentence each time. Give something so everyone to respond to.
• If you are away please ping @FloatingInSpace

[center][b]Applications[/b][/center] [center][b]Practioners[/b], those who follow the voice and begin to study the magics Please copy everything within the code box[/center] [code] [center][b]Practioner[/b][/center] [center][b]Dragon Image[/b] (Place Image here} [b]Name:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] [b]Gender:[/b] [b]Sexuality (if applicable)[/b]: [b]Birth Flight:[/b] [b]Magic level:[/b] (Weak, strong, moderate, etc. etc.) [b]Personality:[/b] [b]History:[/b] (Be sure to include their Charge, former position in clan, and where they lived.) [b]Allies:[/b] [b]Enemies:[/b] [b]Current whereabouts:[/b][/center][/code] [center][b]Remainers[/b], those that follow the voice but do not practice the magics Please copy everything within the code box[/center] [code] [center][b]Remainer[/b][/center] [center][b]Dragon Image[/b] (Place Image here} [b]Name:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] [b]Gender:[/b] [b]Sexuality (if applicable)[/b]: [b]Birth Flight:[/b] [b]Magic level:[/b] (Weak, strong, moderate, etc. etc.) [b]Personality:[/b] [b]History:[/b] (Be sure to include their Charge, former position in clan, and where they lived.) [b]Allies:[/b] [b]Enemies:[/b] [b]Current whereabouts:[/b][/center][/code]

The first Guardians are arriving at the Pillar. Some are drawn by the voice, others simply by the company.

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Guardians have, for millennium, been expected to look after their Charge, the one thing that makes them complete. Legends and stories have been told across clans about Guardians that traverse the lands for centuries, looking for the one thing that made them part of society; Guardians that fought bloody battles in order to protect the one thing they cared for; Guardians who sacrificed everything so that their one, precious Charge would survive. Many were in awe of the loyalty that seemed to emit from the great beings.

But with these legends and stories of greatness and loyalty came tales of anguish, of Guardians that never found their Charge or worse yet, lost it. These tales were whispered to hatchlings; tales of Guardians abandoning their Charge, Guardians forsaking their quest, Guardians being led astray by crafty dragons, Guardians destroying their own Charges, Guardians failing in the one thing that made them a true dragon.

As in all tales, they did hold weight.

Guardians that did fail were shunned, forced to traverse the landscape forever in mourning. Their hulking shapes were to be avoided, as many believed they were symbols of bad luck or traitors. The loneliness ate at those that were abandoned by society, as it so often does.

Before long, those that had lost their Charges began banding together, etching out their livelihoods on the edge of existence and the known world. They began to develop their own society, their own clan. At first, it was peaceful. They all mourned, they all grieved. But then the rage began.

Rage over their abandonment, rage over the stories that left our dragons that had watched them fail, rage over the fear and hatred that other dragons looked at them with.

As they grew larger in size, more and more began to succumb to the rage, believing they were wronged and deserved to be back home, among those that were deemed legends and heroes. And as they steamed and raged, something took notice.

Something that whispered to them in their dreams, promising revenge and glory if only they traversed to the most ancient of places. Something told them that the Pillar, in all its glory, held all the power they needed to steal back what was theirs.

While some shrugged off the voices, others, desperate from years of wandering and isolation, began to walk towards Dragonhome, hoping that the voices were right. They arrived at the pillar to see the emblems that had, at one point, shone bright with the symbols of the Flights, replaced by burning runes of magics that had not been touched by dragons.

This, the voice whispered, is where you will take back what is yours. This is where you will regain your lost charges. This is where you will begin anew.

And so they began.

• Dragons can theoretically live forever.
• Dragons can have as many children as they want after sexual maturation
• Some dragons are more inclined to magic than others.
• Dragons will have the strongest magical inclination to their birth flight. They can master other magics, it will just be much harder.

[b]Practioner[/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=6235301] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/62354/6235301_350.png[/img] [/url] [b]Name:[/b] Stelios [b]Age:[/b] 32 (Human years) [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Sexuality (if applicable):[/b] Bisexual Demiromantic [b]Birth Flight:[/b] Wind [b]Magic level:[/b] Strong in Wind Magic due to practice, but still very unstable when using Cloud Magic. [b]Personality:[/b] At first meeting, Stelios seems to be quite reticent. However; as you begin to make his acquaintance, he reveals a reverent and calm personality. If he considers you enough of a friend, he never hesitates to tell stories from his time in the Cloudsong. Despite all that's happened in his past, he still continues to show devotion to the Windsinger, believing that the voice he hears and the dreams he has are divinely inspired. [b]History:[/b] For as long as he can remember, Stelios has lived in the Cloudsong, adopting a minor temple of the Windsinger as his hallowed charge. He took a joy in being the Sanctum's caretaker, as it was his home. He found peace in the gentle gusts of the wind against the large quartz pillars, and experienced simple contentedness in watching wind dragons' colored kites and decorations glide in the air. Although he didn't have a clan, he considered any who frequented the Sanctum to be his family, and when Clan Leaders delivered tribute to the temple, they went out of their way to greet Stelios, as if he was a lifelong friend. It was shocking when all of that slipped through Stelios's fingers so suddenly. As if a dream, a murky sickness encroached upon the Sanctum, crumbling the pillars and rotting the fragile wind chimes hung around the temple. He would later come to know the monster under name of the Shade, but in the present moment, he fought it as he would any intruder. All of his Wind Magic concentrated at once couldn't save his charge, and he was forced to flee as the Shade consumed his beloved shrine. In his shame at his weakness, he became nomadic to hone his skills and seek penance for his crimes. It was a long time that he wandered, but when Stelios heard the voice, he knew that his time for redemption was at hand. He set off seeking others of the same fate, knowing that he couldn't achieve his destiny alone. [b]Allies:[/b] [b]Enemies:[/b] [b]Current whereabouts:[/b]

@FloatingInSpace