"I won't eat you. I promise."
Dragon Tamer
Name: Nicholas Vyloft
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Appearance: Nicholas has always had straight hair; it ran in the family. So did the tan skin that came with it; a neat perk if you asked him. His eyes have always been yellow for as long as he remembers, even if it is a slightly unusual color. Although he smiles occasionally, Nicholas Vyloft usually looks distant and perhaps slightly aloof, a straight face being the winner of what could be countless poker games that come with it. He stands at 5' 11", which was at least a slight bit taller than his father. He doesn't weigh much, but his arms are a bit muscular and he's incredibly dexterous.
His skin is less than flawless, dotted with small, faded scars on hands and a few larger scars on his right thigh. Besides this, however, the rest of it is fine, and perhaps surprisingly soft. His face has a few hairs which hint at a possible goatee down the line, but nothing that Nicholas has decided to grow just yet. He also bears a small, faded scar on one cheek, but that hardly matters to him. [Generally, Nicholas's scars have come from run-ins from less than favorable people... and dragons.] The problem with describing Nicholas's attire stems from skills in weaving and sewing, which have allowed him to make his own clothes- to the extent that he doesn't really have a usual attire. When out exploring, however, he always wears a beige fleece jacket and gauntlets, but not much else is out of the norm. He commonly carries a longsword with him, along with a blowpipe hidden in the inside of his jacket.
Personality: Nicholas seems somewhat aloof, not usually seen in a group and usually off investigating on his own. Unlike his ancestors, he does not eat people. However, the fact that his ancestors ate people makes him uncomfortable around others- he detests the idea of the practice of cannibalism and for that reason he has become uncomfortable around other people. When he's spoken to, however, the supposed "facade" of him being aloof quickly fades away and he seems to become more of a welcoming kind of person. When this happens, you can simply note that Nicholas, although still quiet and thoughtful, is a lot more prone to conversation and lets his thoughts out more easily.
Nicholas enjoys company more than he lets on at first, generally becoming talkative and enjoying a good campfire, and his words are occasionally laced with ounces of philosophy, which he loves. He dislikes asserting control, but being in control of himself at the least makes him feel good, or at least better than being told what to do. Additionally, Nicholas will never, ever turn down a plate of seafood unless told otherwise, or if he finds it's bad for him- or much other food. Even so, he tends to berate people for eating too much, or for other things- although he seems slightly prudent when he criticizes others in this way, he tends to care for the wellbeing of people.
When directly insulted, he tends to lose his calm in a time between "quickly" and "average." Outside of direct, obvious insults or attacks on his well-being, Nicholas is easily calm in most other cases, but not very witty and will respond with a "hmph" to things that were said which he can't find a response to. He isn't very book-smart so to speak and has a bit of a habit of relying on his strength and logic to pull him through instead.
Despite his hate of cannibalism, Nicholas loves the flow of battle, but he never realizes it- he's too intent on kicking butt. On that note, he also enjoys peaceful days as well, and after a long travel especially more so.
History: Nicholas was born to two natives of the Orskel Islands, who were enroute to Ormild during his birth. Upon arrival in Ormild, a quick, planned settling down began, where his parents built a small house near he edge of town with help from the locals, finally making a small, yet cozy house to live in. Here was where he grew up, his father the local fisherman by trade and his mother a weaver- blankets and baskets came easily into existence between her fingers. Nicholas himself didn't seem to be interested in fishing as much as he was in weaving, being better with using his fingers and his dexterous skills than anything else. Since the nets had to woven to be used for fishing, however, Nicholas partook in both trades, learning equally from both. His father knew only an ounce of magic, which he used to part the waters a bit to catch fish deeper in from the reef. His parents hardly bothered to teach him about much, and in his early life and even later on dragons meant little to him; he hardly knew what they were, let alone the specific species that could exist.
It was later that Nicholas learned of his past, specifically one night near the age of 17 when sitting down with his mother, weaving another net. His father came in drunk, and accidentally let out something about eating people- it was meant as a harmless joke in the way it was phrased, but Nicholas pushed on it. "Didn't y'know," his father replied, his words slightly slurred, "that the old-timers used to eat people? Ah, it's n-no big deal... you probably ate some yourself! Ahahahaha!" His mother had to quickly rush him into the room she and Nicholas's father shared, and upon return looked at him in an apologetic manner, almost as if she had tainted him. Forced to explain the story of a tribe on an island which endorsed the practice of eating others during times of famine, his mother began to explain hastily. His great-grandfather's generation were the first to resent eating others; before then, it was commonplace. In fact, his great-grandfather had persisted for the tradition to stay but it was overruled by the rest of the tribe members, which were soon wiped out by a storm later on while they were out at sea; only Nicholas's great-grandparents and some others survived, and because of this cannibalism was forced out of their system due to the need of cooperation, whether they liked it or not. This disgusted Nicholas, and forced him to rethink a lot of things; he became introverted and quiet as a result, almost feeling he had little right to do much socially after his past. Needless to say it impacted him greatly.
This revelation was soon followed by Nicholas moving out, not because of the whole cannibalism thing, but because he felt it was time for him to leave home. It was at 18 when Nicholas boarded a ship away from home, towards Ridan, hoping for a better life fishing somewhere else. (The ship was a ship bound for Honim, but it would have to stop in Ridan and transfer the rest of the goods on foot.) It was near Gardar Beach where Nicholas was peering from the upper deck where he saw them. Eyes. Bright, yellow eyes, yellower than his. He could hardly tell what was under the water, but when he got closer to the water he suddenly found himself clutching his head, to the point where he had stumbled onto the edge of the ship, just about to fall off the edge-
-and fall off he did.
Nicholas didn't care much at that moment, or rather he hardly noticed- the influx of emotions was so large that as he fell into the water he had been forgetting to breathe anyways. It was only when a cold, hard surface brought him back above the water that Nicholas looked down and saw the gargantuan turtle dragon under him, and a boat sailing quickly away. He would've waved to the boat but instead he felt something in his mind- hunger. He wasn't hungry though, and he knew physically that he was okay. But the dragon... Nicholas had no idea what to do. He had little to no run ins with dragons in his life, only a few minor things or glimpses here and then but nothing like this. He couldn't even tell if it was normal to have thoughts when around a dragon.
Hungry but not hungry... would that make the dragon hungry? Nicholas realized that this meant he could be prey, and began to scramble on the slippery shell with haste, but the dragon simply sent one emotion and he felt better again.
Peace.
Nicholas had sighed quietly on the dragon's shell and laid on it, and he attempted to communicate with it through however he was communicating with it. Telepathy? He only felt emotions, but... He attempted anyways. Soon, Nicholas had come up with a name for the dragon- Helen. And from there the dragon would've swooped down to catch a bite, but Nicholas urged it not to, because he didn't want to be killed. He didn't exactly know why, but he knew the dragon wasn't about to stop listening all of a sudden.
From there the two went and attempted to go to shore. There were a few extremely shallow areas where Helen ran off to eat while Nicholas fished for his own food, and they attempted to make something work while he was on the dragon's back towards shore. When they finally arrived a good bit east of Gardar Beach, Nicholas realized that not only was the dragon gargantuan, it wasn't as fast on land as it was on water- so he wasn't exactly going to walk right next to it, although due to it's size it did move a bit quickly for human standards. From there he would ride on top of it like a lookout, while the dragon went off and occasionally ate an unsuspecting piece of wildlife when it wasn't looking. [In all of Nicholas attempts to explain
how, he failed. The dragon was so huge he was surprised it caught things on land.]
It took about a week of this moving lifestyle before they found the abandoned remains of what seemed to have been a library. Upon entering it, Nicholas found that it was filled with books and had a few signs of someone having been there recently- so he moved quickly. He inspected everything- all the books were stories and such, and he looked through the shelves, occasionally finding money. He eventually spotted what seemed to be the entrance to an attic- which was hard to see, considering all the books, and he entered hastily to find a room littered with cobwebs, seemingly untouched for years.
A book lay on a stand, and a few books were on the side too. They weren't many, but they seemed to be tomes with incantations inscribed in them. On the stand, the book had said something about reducing something's size- he took it hastily. Becoming more and more nervous as time went by, Nicholas grabbed two more tomes and stuck them into his messenger bag, before running back down the way he came. On his way out, he noticed two things he hadn't seen earlier- a small sack of gold and a pearl next to it. He gulped, knowing that this was robbery or probably somehow even worse. Still, he did need the gold...
No. A refusal from the dragon- it seemed a worthy refusal, and noble he supposed. He opened the door and he returned to the dragon, where they both fled the scene of the "crime." Honestly, it hadn't been a crime- whoever had made their home there hadn't seemed to have noticed the attic for the time being. From there he practiced the tomes on the way to Ridan, as well as seeing many dragons he had never known existed on the way there. Finally, upon arrival at Ridan, Nicholas had cracked one of the tomes. It was a spell for reducing the size of a dragon, and only a certain dragon. Not understanding the underlying meaning of many words, such as "tamer" and "bond," he assumed Helen was
the special dragon. He felt awesome- he probably had just found the only turtle dragon in the world!
The fishermen had just as quickly told
him that it was a Turtorg and it wasn't very special.
This didn't deter Nicholas. He eventually settled down in Ridan for a few years and made a living off of weaving. Around 22, Nicholas sold off the house he had build for a hefty sum of money and returned to exploring- fishing didn't live up to the thrill of adventuring. He left the village and soon simply became a man and his Turtorg. At 23, Nicholas began to take up the odd job, to keep himself occupied with money. Now, at 24, Nicholas aspires to find more places like that one strange library and uncover relics of the past, although maybe he should be looking a bit harder due to him generally not finding much of anything.
Spells known:
- Size Reduction- Nicholas can reduce the size of his dragon through heavy manipulation of his bond- but only Helen. Doing so drains his whole magic reservoir, meaning he can't perform any other spells during this spell, so it's a huge risk. He usually keeps it for use exclusively in villages. Since it drains him very quickly, Nicholas often feels dizzy or disoriented at the end of it's use and occasionally during his use he will feel faint. He will never actually faint, but it's sometimes okay to play it safe and get a glass of water. Additionally, Helen can only be brought back to her original size when there is enough space for her original size to be in. The spell is an incantation.
- Image Transfer- Nicholas has no better name for this at the moment. A simple spell, which has the ability to transfer an image of what Nicholas is currently seeing to a desired person. Nicholas must know the general location [a five mile radius at least] of the person he is sending the image to as well as their identity, otherwise the image will show up to himself. It tends to look like a small cloud with an image in it, and fades once a person tries to touch it; the image is static. It can easily startle people who aren't expecting it. Nearly effortless.
- Toxictouch- A spell Nicholas learned from a tome; an incantation. It adds poison to a desired weapon and will infect the first thing it touches. The only problem is the fact that it has to pierce the skin and go into the flesh to do so, meaning dragons and creatures with tough hides need a large amount of hurt to be poisoned. The poison takes effect within seconds and will usually kill smaller things [and shorter humans] while definitely bringing stomach cramps to bigger ones. The incantation is short and quick but it is undone with every missed strike, requiring Nicholas to do it again.
- Self Transfer- While not really a transfer in the way Image Transfer is, it takes a similar idea. Nicholas moves extremely quickly through the air, usually to dodge things as well as gain the upper hand in combat- however, it's so fast it's considered teleportation in a sense. He can only move five feet in any direction though, and after a while Nicholas begins to feel not only disoriented, but usually slightly sick as well.
- Sleep is for the Weak- A spell which allows Nicholas to fight and ignore any effects of fatigue for a period of time up to three hours. The consequence is what happens afterwards- he'll immediately fall asleep afterwards for the period of time which the spell was used, and cannot be awoken from his slumber by any means. Once this duration of time is over, he will continue sleeping, but he can be awoken and it will be as if he were sleeping without the spell having ever taken effect. His father taught him this spell after he caught Nicholas sleeping when he should've been fishing. It can also be used on another person, but Nicho will not feel the effects- only the consequence of falling asleep immediately afterwards, regardless of how he had felt.
Other: Half of the spells Nicholas has learned come from his parents.
Dragon Bond
"I might eat you. Maybe. Just stay right there..."
Dragon Species: Turtorg
Name: Helen [Vyloft]
Gender: Female
Age: 753
Appearance: Helen is a larger variant of Turtorg, and apparently in the Turtorg community she is highly attractive as well. She shows little signs of age besides wrinkles under her eyes, but the turtle is quite old, older than any human alive. [Due to this she has a pretty faulty memory.] She is blue with shades of green here and there, but to any other person she looks very much like other Turtorgs. She is considered huge by most people, which means about 57m long. On that note, she's probably illegal to own, but no one has complained. She doesn't seem to have any other distinguishing features, besides a bite scar on her tail from a Bakunawa long ago. Not like she needs that many.
Personality: Helen is a very motherly figure. Her own child was swept away by the current at one point, and since she never has a second chance she has become caring to Nico, due to him being centuries younger than her. While she can display a nice side, she can also scold easily. On that note, she does approve of things some mothers wouldn't, like stealing undiscovered tomes from an old library. But she tends to attempt to instill many of her old philosophies and thoughts on Nicholas through whatever way she can. To others besides her Tamer, however, Helen is equally kind, but since she's somewhat clumsy on land she sometimes seems not to be so kind.
Despite all of this, Helen has a level of hunger and perhaps slight bloodthirst underneath this, which allows her to chow down on many things, especially wild deer. She is equally vicious in battle.
RP Sample: I think you've seen my Aster post; that should be sufficient.
http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?p=8367450#8367450
