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Riders Race:
Elf

Dragons Color and Element:
Mainly purple scaled dragon with an almost glowing sky blue skin body. She is the the dragon of Mind and Memory.

Rider and Dragon Appearance:
Xurik is tall and slender like most of his kind, with the extremely tanned skin that matches that of the people of the desert island of Klokrein. His hair is stark white, possibly due to his father having been a snow elf from up north. He has saphire eyes that seemingly pierce into ones mind and soul. Acrost his left eye he bears an eyepatch, underneath which is a large scarred eye that was practically destroyed when the guards caught him stealing when he was only a child.

He wears plain white clothes, which have been turned yellow from the sand and sun. When it is colder, he throws a hooded black cloak over himself. He likes to wear jewelry, and has several gold rings with various gemstones, as well as a silver dragon pendant with ruby eyes hanging around his neck.

Hahdrim is long, but still quite small for a dragon. She has large scales that cover his entire body, getting smaller towards the spot where the neck meets the back. He head is covered in spines, and she has horns sticking from the side of her head. Her wings look much like bat wings, with a canvas like skin stretched between the bones that enables her to fly. Her tail is long and small, with several spikes at the end, similar to a mace.

Along her back is a well crafted saddle, seemingly custom built to fit her. Various pouches and bags hang from the saddle, carrying an assortment of tools, weapons, and various goods that her rider might require.

Riders Hometown:
The desert island of Klokrein; A peaceful, but strict city where people prefer to simply live their way of life and not be bothered by the lives of the other nations. That being said, they are well known being the warriors wielding curved swords and little to no armor into war. The city is surrounded by a large sandstone wall with only one entrance into the city. While this was mostly built to protect against the sandstorms that ravage the desert, It has also helped them keep criminals from entering or leaving the city.

Being an island nation, they naturally have a large port, in which many ships come and go on a daily basis. One such ship, The wretched Knave, happens to belong to a certain Xurik Alminé.

Dragons Abilities:
Parasitic breath: Her body is filled with a micro organism which she can exhale and use to take control of weaker minded individuals. These parasites share a mental link with her, and the more creatures she tries to control, the weaker her hold on them becomes, to a maximum of about five with extremely weak willed creatures.

Memory falsification: The ability to create false memories, make someone believe that she has been their best friend since childhood, or cause them to forget all about her.

Telekenisis: Able to move objects with her mind, heavier objects require more focus, and if its too heavy, the strain could knock her unconcious.

Riders Magic:
Telekenisis: Similar to his dragons magic, Xurik will also be able to move objects with his mind, however this too is related to how much he can focus at any given time.

Personality:
Xurik is a pirate, even if he prefers the more acceptable term 'treasure hunter.' He lives alone on his ship, hiring a crew whenever he has a job and never uses the same crew twice, generally because he ends up ripping them off for about 90% of their bounties actual worth. He doesn't have a wife, or even a girlfriend, albeit there is a line of extremely meaningful overnight relationships that could probably circle the globe if you lined them up.

When he is with others, he likes to drink and party, often being the guy who ends up asleep in the weirdest of places after having chugged an entire crate of rum. He has an overall friendly attitute, up until the point where he decides to stab you in the back and take your wallet, and even then, he'll probably still leave while singing some sea shanty and doing the fishy stick.

Hahdrim is calm and wise, often advising Xurik that he should probably not continue drinking and whoring around the port. Rarely does her advice ever work, and this frustrates her to no end but she will always pick the drunken dark elf up and make sure he lay in a semi comfortable position, taking care of his drunken state as if he were a toddler who had bumped his head, projecting happy thoughts and admitedly using magic to try and cure the hangovers that often ensued.

She isn't violent by nature, even when hunting she prefers to eat fish, which she doesn't have to kill prior to eating, but if it came down to a fight between something she couldn't magically sway into not harming her or more importantly her rider, she would tear its throat out without a second thought.

History:
The glowing pink orb that had appeared in Xurik's treasure stash was odd enough, but he had simply thought it was some faerie which had come to admire allof his gold. After realizing that he was excessivly drunk, he went over and examined the glowing orb, and upon touching it, it explodes in a shower of radiant light and a small baby dragon lay on his gold. After swearing about missing a chance for a perfectly good omlette, he realizes what the creature sitting on his gold was, and darted behind a pillar with a very unmanly scream. This in turn caused the baby dragon to giggle, which in turn causes the dark elf to burst into giggles as well because of the mental link between himself and the baby dragon.

Unable to get rid of the magic dragon, he simply left it in his treasure stash for awhile, coming to feed it whenever he wasn't drunk off of his ass or nursing a hangover. While the dragon grew, he learned that her name was Hahdrim, and that she was a dragon who could manipulate the mind. The two quickly became a fast team, able to raid anyplace within the city by simply flying over the walls and in through the windows.

This sort of thing continued for a long time, nobody ever able to understand where the flying bandit had come and gone from, as Xurik had moored his ship off the coast. They were going to raid the palace, when Hahdrim suddenly found herself needing to head to a place known as Pharus castle. She knew that there was some sort of mind magic at work, but she didn't feel as if it was leading her into a trap. She felt it was more... a call to arms. Xurik, having heard the word castle and not yet relating it to the ghost stories, agreed and they took off after several days of being stuck in a terrible storm.

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