Roleplay

[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=20171] [img]http://flightrising.com/render/350/20171_350.png[/img] [/url] Name: Sentrin Age: Young adult {28} Gender: Male Personality: Manipulative_Deceptive_Patriotic to the Plague_Charismatic_Clever_Leader He appears humble and understanding at first, he sympathizes and "cares" for others. However, most, if not all, of it is a facade. Deep down inside, all he does is for the benefit of his clan {and the Plague}. He sees others as tools, not as true friends nor equals. On an island, he'd look out for himself by gathering a "following" of "friends". He's actually a wonderful leader and does try to protect and maintain his people, however, in the end, it's all for him. Short Bio: He was born as a runt, hence his small size, however his quick mind and ruthless nature put him in the good standings of the brood-mother. He became a leader, one who appears to care for his people while slowly turning them into a cohesive single-minded unit. He instills a kind of "zombie" thought process where his thoughts are the only thoughts that fill other people's minds. After a freak attack that scattered and killed most of his clan, Sentrin found himself closer to the shore than desirable. With a sore wing, he lifted from the ground. A gust took him, causing him to be ripped into the atmosphere and whipped around. Unconscious and battered, one wing far too sore to fly properly, he lays on the shore of an island.