[Other FULL] Riders [M]

Riders Name: Idora Mhuire (24, Female)

Dragons Name: Morenth (Female)

Riders Race: Human

Dragons Color and Element:

Element: Healing and Nature
Color: Teal

Rider and Dragon Appearance: Idora prefers darkness and for others not to see her. Those who do see her usually see nothing but a flash of cloaks usually accompanied by two short blades, but those who have seen her for what she is find a relatively attractive woman. She luckily inherited her good looks from her mother, a concubine valued entirely for her appearance, and not from her much less attractive noble father. While her build is lacking in the curves valued amongst most men, her body suits her well for her usual activities. She is somewhat tall amongst other women, standing at about five foot nine and has a slight build with few curves.

When her face is not shadowed by a cloak, her most noticeable feature is her deep blue eyes set in a blemishless face. Her hair, a black as a raven, is cropped somewhat short, falling just barely to the level of her shoulders. She mostly keeps it tied up behind her head to keep the hair from getting in her face, one thing which annoys her immensely. For clothing, she usually wears more form fitting clothing than most any human woman, preferring mobility to any sort of fashion sense. Over her normal "travel" clothes she typically wears a large grey cloak, using it to hide her features and disguise her movements.

Morenth is slightly smaller than the average dragon, both in terms of overall size and also in build. Rather than being bulky like some dragons, she is more lithe and serpentine than most dragons. This makes her somewhat ill suited for fighting, usually being overpowered by larger opponents, making her fighting style more focused on maneuverability and using tricks to defeat others. She is colored with a deep blue green color like the waters of a swamp. Her wings are not a membrane like many dragons, but instead resemble more of an eagle's wings having feathers rather than a thin membrane of skin or scales.

Riders Hometown: Regalia

Dragons Abilities:

Regeneration: Morenth is capable of healing minor injuries incredibly quickly, ranging from minor scratches and burns to more serious cuts. The amount of time spent regenerating depends on the severity of the wound. For example, a simple slash might take a few seconds, a broken wing a dozen, and healing a limb that may have been cut off would take a few minutes. While able to replace limbs to a certain degree, there is a limit. Organs that are damaged can be healed, but not as easily, and replacing an organ is impossible after it is completely removed or damaged severely to the point where it stops functioning. This ability can be used both on herself as well as others, but healing others takes much more energy and time to perform.

Snare: Through the use of nature, Morenth is able to capture and snare enemies. These snares take about a dozen seconds to deploy, but are invisible to most enemies as well as allies after deployed. These snares are usually created through the use of plants, using the existing root system and having roots, vines and other plants erupt and capture an enemy after they come too close to the area (usually directly on top of the trap). That being said, snares can also be set using other elements of nature, such as causing clouds to erupt in lightning when traveled through, or altering wing currents dramatically to throw off enemies. Changing these much more insubstantial elements of nature is much more difficult though, and takes a considerable amount of time and energy, not to mention skill, to set up properly.

Weather Alteration: Morenth is able to change basic weather patterns, such as chaning a cloudy day into storms, or banishing clouds to reveal the sun. The more dramatic the change, the more energy this requires. For example, changing a sunny day into one filled with storms is nearly impossible without massive amounts of energy. Because of this, only minor changes can be made like encouraging clouds already filled with water to suddenly start raining, or to bring weak cloud cover to obscure the sun. While she is able to change the weather, she has no direct control over it. She can summon a storm, but not control where and when lightning happens for example. This change lasts for at least a few hours, although it does depend on the weather summoned. A storm will last as long as there remains water in the clouds for example.

Riders Magic:

Mend: Idora is able to heal basic injuries, usually anything up to a broken bone. This healing requires energy from herself, and the more severe the injury the more energy it saps from her own strength. Similar to her dragon, organs are mostly beyond her, at least with her knowledge level. Any injury that she heals suffers no side effects that one might normally have with such an injury, like losing mobility or feeling in the area of the injury.

Personality: Idora is like a person split in terms of who she is. On one hand, her unpleasant and dark upbringing left her with a damaged mind and conscious. But on the other, more recent events have started to bring her back from that dark pit where she once was. Through her dedication to the Goddess Niasis, goddess of light and purity, as well as her pairing to her dragon, she has become more and more averse to fighting, though her instinct that are burned into her scream against the idea.

Despite the moral war inside herself, as a person she has remained mostly the same. She doesn't like to talk much, and especially hates to talk about herself. She is a fairly analytical person, taking in all the elements of a situation and trying to best react to those elements. She is not a huge fan of working in groups, not trusting most others in the slightest. She also can be fairly manipulative, much to her dragon's displeasure.

Speaking of her dragon, Morenth acts as a moral anchor for Idora. While Idora has mixed feelings about killing and violence in general, Morenth is highly opposed to it. She will fight if she has too, but she is almost incapable of killing any enemy, preferring to capture or otherwise incapacitate her opponents. Morenth, once again unlike Idora, is much more of an open book. She is more active in talking with others than her rider, and likes to share experiences and feelings with others to better understand and learn things.

History: Idora was neither born as a high born, nor a peasant, but somewhere in the middle as the bastard daughter of a court noble. Being base born from a noble earned her at least some rights, as her father decided to support her to some level at the very least. It helped that Idora's mother was her father's favorite concubine, and so she was able to grow up in at least a decent standard of living. However, at only a few years of age, her mother died from some sickness, leaving her with just her father, one who refused to acknowledge her, at least on the surface.

It is believed that Dalien's, Idora's father, wife Koran secretly poisoned Idora's mother out of spite, and soon after she demanded that Dalien put out all his bastard children. As Dalien had married up into the royal court, he felt obliged to follow his wife's instruction, and so put out all his children. However, he would not abandon his half dozen or so illegitimate children, and he tried his best to place them all in positions in life where they could at least have a decent life. Some found themselves placed in positions in merchant families, others in lower offices in the army or in mercenary groups. Idora herself at the age of six was placed under the care of Haern, a man known to few, but known under his alias as the King's Watcher.

Idora seemed to have held a special place in her father's heart, and so he had placed her in a position to become a spy and assassin for the court. Haern turned out to be a kind but forceful teacher, and thought little of the distinction between men and women when it came to ability. Under his teaching, Idora went through most of her life training and eventually going out on missions for her king. She became adept at wielding most weapons, became skilled in stealth and lockpicking, and was very skilled at the art of torture. The position had little room for feelings such as compassion and mercy, and so she was taught, brainwashed really, to push away these thoughts. From these experiences her conscious became seared, never flinching at violence and bloodshed.

By age nineteen, she was a respected tool of the court, fulfilling missions often, nearly always resulting in success. However, things changed rapidly when her father, who she had not spoken to ever since her appointment to the King's Watcher, staged a coup vying for the crown. Although bloody, he and the other conspirators were squashed thoroughly and sentenced to death. In a display of force, the king put to death his whole family, even going as far as tracking down his bastard children and having them put to death as well.

Idora's placement had been more secretive than most, but she knew it would only be a matter of time before the connections were made and her head would roll as well. With the help of Haern, she escaped the castle and fled. She ran from Regalia, traveling from city to city, primarily making money from stealing from others, often breaking into the estates of royals, usually taking just enough to survive and to not be noticed. Eventually she found herself living somewhat permanently in Tarja, stealing for a living and occasionally hiring her skills out as a mercenary.

Fate had other plans for her though, once again tearing her away from the regularity she had achieved in Tarja. Although a thief herself, she still had some sense of right and wrong from her service to the crown, and so one of her favorite pastimes was to steal from other thief guilds. After angering one guild one too many times, she was ambushed and barely escaped with her life, leaving her attackers bleeding strewn across the rooftops. Heavily injured herself, she collapsed somewhere in the city, only to be found a few hours later by a priestess of Niasis who brought Idora back to the temple for healing.

Idora woke a few days later to find her wounds either healed by the godly magic of Niasis or bandaged thoroughly and cleanly. Her situation was explained to her by a priest, and after explaining he insisted on her staying in the temple for a while to allow herself to recover. It was here that her new life began, and through conversations with the kind priest she came to know the goddess that had healed her. Finding herself spiritually enlightened, she came to a conundrum. She made her entire living off of killing and stealing, both things that Niasis renounced. She was still unsure of herself when she left the temple a few days later, and through prayer and contemplation, she decided to act as the balance aspect of Niasis, who represented light and purity, but also as a balance between the other gods.

She changed her ways to cease from her stealing from the innocents she had threatened before, now instead protecting those innocent civilians against the thief guilds. The priest warned her of her ways, that one could not truly follow Niasis in such a way, and that having such an internal conflict of peace and violence would tear her apart, but she would not heed him.

It was a few months after that when Idora when she discovered a shining orb during her battle against the thieves that she discovered a small orb among their other stolen goods. She could only carry so much, so she slipped the orb in her bag and torched the rest of the warehouse to deny the thieves their goods. Only when she returned to her small home on the outskirts of the city did she discover that the orb had cracked into pieces to reveal a small serpent who crawled shakily out of her backpack and onto the floor.

The dragon, for that's what it was, she named Morenth, after a famous paladin of her goddess. While her injury and the priest had set Idora on the path of having her mind healed of the darkness that she had lived in, her dragon having the attributes of healing and nature completely banished that darkness from her mind and conscious. Realizing what had happened, she quickly abandoned her small room in the city and fled to the wilderness in order to raise the dragon away from prying eyes who would want to steal Morenth from her. Within a week the dragon was able to converse with her, and only a couple more weeks before Morenth was what Idora guessed to be the size of a normal adolescent dragon, easily large enough to ride.

The two made a strange pair, Morenth a very compassionate dragon who disliked violence, particularly killing, and then Idora who had been scarred from her past, and now was like a child lost in the woods, lacking direction. Morenth proposed a goal for the two of them to focus on, the ruins of Pharus. She alluded that there was some reason why she needed to go there, and Idora agreed to accompany her there, lacking any other direction or ideas at the moment.​