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If it doesn't say it in the dragon's description, then no, no they cannot.
[Other FULL] Fargona: The Land of Dragons [OOC][T]
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The Charred Mecha Dragon Zero
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Okay, thanks. Just so you know, my place's being hit by a typhoon so I might not have wi-fi until it leaves. Look at my location if you're wondering.
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Tis cool, no rush. Just work on it whenever you're able :3
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I noticed most people had only posted once in the IC... But I think this sounds interesting and want to join a non-pokemon RP so if it's okay I'll have a SU up soon. My RP activity may be spotty these days as it is... But it's only because of actual time issues, not interest! One or a few posts a week really shouldn't be a problem.
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All the people all of a sudden, lol. I shall await your SUs :U
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wip!
Dragon Tamer
Dragon Bond
Name: Aryba Janay
Gender: Female
Age: 28
Appearance: Aryba is a tall woman, measuring 173 cm. Her shape would be delicate enough to look at though, if it weren't for her covering them up all the time and scaring away people with her glare. Sharp lines define her face, such as her pointy nose and chin, and high cheekbones. Her eyes are a dark green color that will look almost black if there's no direct light coming into them. Her hair is very long, reaching all the way down her back if she lets it out, and consists of dark brown waves. She usually wears a leather headband over her forehead, behind her ears and under her hair in the neck. Three true pearls are embedded in the leather on one side near her temple. The headband really serves to cover a nasty scar she has over that ear.
Now that she is on the run, she wears a black cape and an equally black wide hat that used to have a big feather in it. Long lost. (hat looks something like this one) Her other clothing is reminiscent of a sailor's simple garments, like a wide white shirt and functional, sturdy brown leggings, capped off by a pair of black boots. She also wears two sabers in a belt.
Personality:
History: Aryba's family lives in Itim. Her father was a sailor, the right hand of a Captain Bjorn working for a rather well off merchant. When Aryba got older, she got to come along on the ship sometimes and got to know the crew a fair bit. Unfortunately, her father was lost in a storm at sea when she was 16. Her mother and younger brothers had to start working harder in order to be able to sustain themselves without the income from the father. Aryba relentlessly tried to get Captain Bjorn to hire her in the place of her father, and eventually succeeded. She started out as the lowest of the lowest, of course, but since she was friends with the crew already it wasn't many years until she earned her rightful place as what you might call first mate Janay. But by then, it had come to light that the merchant they had been working for all this time had a lot of illegal business going on. He was taken in by authorities, and Bjorn and his crew were left without anybody wanting to hire them, as it turned out that some of the crew had been in on the shady business as well.
It was a dark day when Aryba suggested to Bjorn that if people treated them like pirates, perhaps they should actually act the part. And so, the years of pirating began. At first, they were moderately successful - they never killed anyone and they never attacked anything other than ships belonging to wealthy merchants. But then, times got rougher, and they did some things they regretted later. Aryba always believed that they were doing the right thing though. They had to survive somehow, and as often as she could, she made sure that goods and money got sent home to her family in Itim.
But then came the next tragedy. Another storm took the ship, and everyone drowned... except for Aryba. When she awoke, she was on the shores of the Orskel Islands, and a very furry dragon was watching her from a few meters away. His way of cheerfully asking her how her sleep was, made her hate him from the start. When she realized that everyone else was gone, she blamed the dragon and even believed that he might have caused the storm to begin with. He was a Lung, after all. But the dragon patiently kept up with her blame and refused to leave her side, like a watchful parent towards a stubborn child.
She hardly wanted to admit that he had saved her life, or that it was rather useful to get a ride on his back all the way back to Itim. He stayed outside the city when she went inside to see her family and tell them what had happened. But when she got home, she was unlucky yet again. Because just then, her family was visited by one of the merchants Bjorn's pirates had recently ripped off. Aryba was chased and almost captured, when the dragon swept down from the sky and took her away. Now on the run, Aryba has permitted the dragon called Argon to stay close. She has not yet realized what he suspects though - that they are about to come together forever as a Tamer and her Bond.
Spells known:
Other:
Gender: Female
Age: 28
Appearance: Aryba is a tall woman, measuring 173 cm. Her shape would be delicate enough to look at though, if it weren't for her covering them up all the time and scaring away people with her glare. Sharp lines define her face, such as her pointy nose and chin, and high cheekbones. Her eyes are a dark green color that will look almost black if there's no direct light coming into them. Her hair is very long, reaching all the way down her back if she lets it out, and consists of dark brown waves. She usually wears a leather headband over her forehead, behind her ears and under her hair in the neck. Three true pearls are embedded in the leather on one side near her temple. The headband really serves to cover a nasty scar she has over that ear.
Now that she is on the run, she wears a black cape and an equally black wide hat that used to have a big feather in it. Long lost. (hat looks something like this one) Her other clothing is reminiscent of a sailor's simple garments, like a wide white shirt and functional, sturdy brown leggings, capped off by a pair of black boots. She also wears two sabers in a belt.
Personality:
History: Aryba's family lives in Itim. Her father was a sailor, the right hand of a Captain Bjorn working for a rather well off merchant. When Aryba got older, she got to come along on the ship sometimes and got to know the crew a fair bit. Unfortunately, her father was lost in a storm at sea when she was 16. Her mother and younger brothers had to start working harder in order to be able to sustain themselves without the income from the father. Aryba relentlessly tried to get Captain Bjorn to hire her in the place of her father, and eventually succeeded. She started out as the lowest of the lowest, of course, but since she was friends with the crew already it wasn't many years until she earned her rightful place as what you might call first mate Janay. But by then, it had come to light that the merchant they had been working for all this time had a lot of illegal business going on. He was taken in by authorities, and Bjorn and his crew were left without anybody wanting to hire them, as it turned out that some of the crew had been in on the shady business as well.
It was a dark day when Aryba suggested to Bjorn that if people treated them like pirates, perhaps they should actually act the part. And so, the years of pirating began. At first, they were moderately successful - they never killed anyone and they never attacked anything other than ships belonging to wealthy merchants. But then, times got rougher, and they did some things they regretted later. Aryba always believed that they were doing the right thing though. They had to survive somehow, and as often as she could, she made sure that goods and money got sent home to her family in Itim.
But then came the next tragedy. Another storm took the ship, and everyone drowned... except for Aryba. When she awoke, she was on the shores of the Orskel Islands, and a very furry dragon was watching her from a few meters away. His way of cheerfully asking her how her sleep was, made her hate him from the start. When she realized that everyone else was gone, she blamed the dragon and even believed that he might have caused the storm to begin with. He was a Lung, after all. But the dragon patiently kept up with her blame and refused to leave her side, like a watchful parent towards a stubborn child.
She hardly wanted to admit that he had saved her life, or that it was rather useful to get a ride on his back all the way back to Itim. He stayed outside the city when she went inside to see her family and tell them what had happened. But when she got home, she was unlucky yet again. Because just then, her family was visited by one of the merchants Bjorn's pirates had recently ripped off. Aryba was chased and almost captured, when the dragon swept down from the sky and took her away. Now on the run, Aryba has permitted the dragon called Argon to stay close. She has not yet realized what he suspects though - that they are about to come together forever as a Tamer and her Bond.
Spells known:
Lunge
Aryba can use magic to jump a great distance and land unscathed. She often used this trick to quickly board another ship, or to get away in a pinch. "Great distance" means a single digit number of meters, usually.
Pinch
Another trick greatly useful as a pirate, Aryba can aim with her fingers in front of her and "pinch" a target, which causes it to magically become stuck in the place for a few seconds. It's usually enough for Aryba to catch up with her victim and attack it, even though she has to stop and look carefully with one eye first in order to not miss with the initial pinching. This technique does not work on living targets with too great willpower, because they might be able to break free. Dragons, for example, are usually not affected at all.
Aryba can use magic to jump a great distance and land unscathed. She often used this trick to quickly board another ship, or to get away in a pinch. "Great distance" means a single digit number of meters, usually.
Pinch
Another trick greatly useful as a pirate, Aryba can aim with her fingers in front of her and "pinch" a target, which causes it to magically become stuck in the place for a few seconds. It's usually enough for Aryba to catch up with her victim and attack it, even though she has to stop and look carefully with one eye first in order to not miss with the initial pinching. This technique does not work on living targets with too great willpower, because they might be able to break free. Dragons, for example, are usually not affected at all.
Other:
Dragon Bond
Dragon Species: Lung
Name: Argon
Gender: Male
Age: 1088
Appearance:
Argon has got yellowish, deer like horns (not visible in picture). His color is of the paler kind, but if you would compare his fur to a completely white or cream colored or otherwise bright Lung, you would notice that Argon's body has streaks of strong pink, blue and yellow glimmer here and there, and the longer hair running along the ridge of his back and tail is a darker purple color. He measures only about 30 feet and is as such a relatively small Lung, mostly because his tail isn't as long as it usually is on others. His body is also covered in more fur than the average Lung's. Possibly, this is due to some crossbreeding with another species a few generations ago.
Personality: Argon and Aryba couldn't have been more like night and day. It was as if this Bond was meant to find Aryba and teach her to keep her cool and solve problems by thinking and being nice instead of lashing out, use violence or barge head first into situations. Argon is proud of his age, even though Aryba doesn't believe that he has lived for over a millennium. He is not the physically strongest dragon there is, but he has got quite a knack for weather magic instead. And, of course, his immensely wise head and clever sense of humor. Argon is like a polite and cheerful uncle, always trying to make Aryba make the right choices. Worth noting is that Argon can speak human tongue without effort, but have not chosen to do so for centuries, until he met the woman he just knew had to be his Tamer.
RP Sample: The snow was cold and wet. Just what you'd expect. Aryba kicked a pile of it and ended up with a cold and wet knee, along with an even darker mood.
"If you kick the wrong pile of snow, the snow will kick you back!" the warm humming of her dragon's voice came behind her, sounding annoyingly cheerful.
Name: Argon
Gender: Male
Age: 1088
Appearance:
Spoiler:
Argon has got yellowish, deer like horns (not visible in picture). His color is of the paler kind, but if you would compare his fur to a completely white or cream colored or otherwise bright Lung, you would notice that Argon's body has streaks of strong pink, blue and yellow glimmer here and there, and the longer hair running along the ridge of his back and tail is a darker purple color. He measures only about 30 feet and is as such a relatively small Lung, mostly because his tail isn't as long as it usually is on others. His body is also covered in more fur than the average Lung's. Possibly, this is due to some crossbreeding with another species a few generations ago.
Personality: Argon and Aryba couldn't have been more like night and day. It was as if this Bond was meant to find Aryba and teach her to keep her cool and solve problems by thinking and being nice instead of lashing out, use violence or barge head first into situations. Argon is proud of his age, even though Aryba doesn't believe that he has lived for over a millennium. He is not the physically strongest dragon there is, but he has got quite a knack for weather magic instead. And, of course, his immensely wise head and clever sense of humor. Argon is like a polite and cheerful uncle, always trying to make Aryba make the right choices. Worth noting is that Argon can speak human tongue without effort, but have not chosen to do so for centuries, until he met the woman he just knew had to be his Tamer.
RP Sample: The snow was cold and wet. Just what you'd expect. Aryba kicked a pile of it and ended up with a cold and wet knee, along with an even darker mood.
"If you kick the wrong pile of snow, the snow will kick you back!" the warm humming of her dragon's voice came behind her, sounding annoyingly cheerful.
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The Charred Mecha Dragon Zero
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Finished, at last. I hope it's not too long. XP
Name: Inibayi "Ina" Geriro
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Appearance: Ina stands at five feet and nine inches, with a medium build and a straight yet relaxed posture. She has short, black, straight hair that reaches the back of her neck. The hair curves under her ears and is a bit glossy. It's usually neat but not extravagant, only combing it a few times a day in one session when she gets the time. Her irises are a calming sky blue, contrasting a bit with her tan skin. Her face is what can be described, in short, as the typical "animé" face of a girl. Her breasts and hips are proportioned to her build. She has a bit of muscled tone to her build from practicing swordplay and travelling, but not quite as fit as say a master swordsman.
She wears a plain white, averaged sleeved, silk shirt and brown leather pants for protection. For footwear she has simple leather shoes; no strings or straps, just a hole to get her foot in or out. Over her hands are black leather gloves, also for protection. Over her clothes she wears light weight armor all over her body except for her head, hands and feet. Her torso armor looks like a bullet proof best, except made of bronze and under that is snake skin. Her torso armor in two parts, allowing her to bend over when needed. Her arms are armored with arm guards on her upper arm and lower arm, both looking like custom fitted cylinders made of bronze and snake skin padding, the same goes for her leg armor.
Her armor is colored dark grey, but the hue's so dark that it looks like black. Her armor is colored yellow around the rims of the joints, in other words, the edge of the armor where you bend (like your elbow). On her neck is a simple wooden whistle she made to call upon Garunaté. On her hips is a belt, on her left holstering a rapier while on the right is a pouch holding inside some dried fruits, flint stones, and a small leather bag of water. Over her armor she wears a brown cloak with a hood so as to not seem very intimidating with her armor. It also works as an umbrella in case Garunaté can't cover her.
Personality: Upon first seeing her, the thing you'll notice first is that she always seems to be smiling, even a small one, as well as the kindness in her eyes, despite how intimidating she and Garunaté look. Her tamed cheeriness (as in, she's happy but doesn't jump around a lot) tends to be infectious, quickly making people smile or, if not, at least not an upset feeling. She's friendly around people, even those that are brutish and have an aura of roughness, but she's actually pretty shy, not really approaching people to make friends but loves to make friends when someone does talk to her.
She's sympathetic and caring, willing to listen to your problems and will try to help solve them with you. But if you insist that you don't need her help or don't want to talk about it she'll drop the subject, partly due to her past experience and knowing that people need their time alone. She has a sense of humor too, but isn't really the source of jokes in conversations or meetings. She's stoic when need be, especially when dealing with tricky clients.
But despite her kindness, she's rather merciless when in a fight or hunting someone down. She's so merciless that she's even somewhat sadistic, taunting enemies with a malevolent smile. She's a bit of trickster as well, however, she doesn't do it so often anymore because of what she's learned, but it's mostly because she knows her tricks aren't that good. She can oblivious to some problems too, especially if you answer her questions of concern with sarcasm. Speaking of her sadism, she can be that way under normal conditions too if you manage to tick her off or hurt Garunaté.
Another thing to note is that she usually behaves from her first impressions of people, like she did with her foster parents, but, like with the case of her parents, she can change her mind, but it's rather difficult and varies. She has quite a temper when she's angry also, often going berserk in the form of shouting and, occasionally, fistfights. Even with these traits in mind, she's protective of Garunaté, asking if he's fine and getting into fistfights if she finds someone has hurt him, since she's rather close with him.
Because of her shyness, and lack of big-headed-ness, when she's separated from Garunaté she gets more nervous than usual. But she doesn't outwardly show it when there are others around, and her nervousness has lessened when she found out she could still sense Garunaté. Speaking of others, when she's in a group, she tends to not pry for the position of leader, however, she won't mind too much if she's chosen as the leader. She will listen to orders and is rather loyal to any group she's in. Unless of course the leader decides to do something stupid, then she'll protest.
And finally, she values her friends and family greatly, but Garunaté even more, seeing as he's the reason she's alive.
History: She didn't know it before on how she came to be their daughter, but she was raised in the village Arban to two blonds, Aria and Arvel, who were retired mercenaries who worked as innkeepers. Her life was fine at first, but when she finally realized that she didn't look like her parents at all--they were pale skinned blonds while she wasn't--she grew to dislike them because:
"Dad, where did I come from?" she asked with her squeaky six year old voice.
Arvel chuckled. "What do you mean by that, Ina?"
"I mean, who are my real parents? We don't look like each other, and we don't sound like each too."
Arvel frowned. "Dear, just because we don't look alike doesn't mean we're not your parents."
Although you'd probably be fine with the answer, Ina wasn't. She felt they were hiding something from her, something important, and so she didn't regard them as her parents. That led her into trouble though. Since she didn't listen to them, she caused and went in on all sorts of trouble, from stealing from customers to tricking people she was crippled, all unsuccessful, fortunately for us. Her parents were very upset with her for her countless acts (really, she did them often) and the fines she makes, until she was 11 years old.
She was doing another heist again, this time being successful...in stealing a bag of gold. But the guards of the owner (he was rather rich) were chasing after her, just on her tail. She kept on running but bumped into another person, apparently one of the guards took a shortcut to cut her off of her escape path. The guards would've taken the bag peacefully if Ina didn't keep the bag just out of their reach. Seeing as they won't get it without a fight, they engaged. Sure, it was mean, but so was Ina stealing.
Surprising (or maybe not), she dodged many of the hits and the guards ended up hitting each other, becoming dazed. Ina took this opportunity to run away. For a while, she thought she was home free since she was out of there sight. Then, something made her trip. Of course, she screamed as she fell, but then she quickly got up and found that a few feet in front of her was a Dragonne, and it had the sack.
For a moment, both stared at each other. Then they quickly scrambled, the Dragonne trying to get away while Ina was trying to get the bag. Ina was quick on her feet and grabbed the bag, making the dragon stop and increase his hold on the sack. But when she was pulling on it, something happened, not only did she feel angry and desperate in taking the bag, she felt something else, almost as if someone was saying, "This is not right!" This made her stop pulling on the sack with a befuddled face. She looked to the dragon's face and found that it too looked confused. Now that she looked at the creature, it looked familiar, like she's seen it before. By some gut instinct she asked, "Are...are you stopping me...for...my own good?"
The dragon grunted and looked even more surprised before it nodded. A fleeting memory seeps into her head before she puts her hand on the beast. It made a sound simillar to a pur of a cat and not only that, its scales were not sharp at all. It was then and there that both realized that they could understand each other in a way. As Garunaté "said" she returned the gold after figuring out the Dragonne's name. Since then, she amended her ways and have grown to love her foster parents, after finding that Garunaté was the reason she was in their care (after some decoding, of course).
For three years, she worked in the inn and became known among her parent's friends affectionately as the "Fire Tamer." She learned how to cook some kinds of foods, a few magic spells, a few moves in swordsplay, found her relatives with the help of Garunaté and how to take of Garunaté and herself. But a month after her fourteenth birthday, he father fell ill and the cure was rather expensive. Seeing as she had Garunaté with her, she set out as a mercenary to get the money needed. After putting on armor from her real aunt that belonged to her mother, she left. She traveled far and wide in the next three and three fourths of the years, from Honim to Anver, Renok to Lyeydra, even Skelsaugh, even though Garugaté didn't like it too much.
In that time, she gathered enough money to buy the cure. In Issathon, she bought the cure and had it sent to her parents since she had to re-supply. But as she was doing that, she was given a letter to come to Issathon's inner area. After some debate with Garunaté, she decided to attend just in case it's very important, but not without sending a letter to her parents.
Spells known:
-Fireball Conjure - By saying a simple chant, or the keyword "zeriano", and flick her fingers, a baseball-sized fire ball will appear at the tips of her fingers. She can fling the fireball at a maximum of two meters, with her average being ten feet. The fireball does moderate damage and rarely does a one hit KO, which is why she uses it to distract opponents before hitting them with her rapier.
-Flamethrower - By saying a chant that lasts for about ten to fifteen seconds, Ina release four feet long flamethowers from her palms. She can put her hands side-by-side to form one large flamethrower of the same length. Even though it's more powerful, causing partial thickness second degree burns, but is more taxing for her, allowing her only one or two uses in an average fight, and is typically too slow in emergencies.
-Holy Light - A holy light glowing from her hand, looking like orbs surrounding her hands after saying a chant that lasts about thirty seconds. The light can be used to heal second degree burns, shallow cuts, and generally injuries that aren't too serious but take a while to heal.
-Light Arc - A bolt of non-lethal lightning that can be summoned by saying "denki" and pointing her fingers in the direction she wants. The damage it causes is moderate and does what lightning that doesn't kill you (i.e. burns, temporary paralysis, etc.).
Other:
Dragon Bond
Dragon Species: Dragonne
Name: Garunaté (ga-roo-NA-tay)
Gender: Male
Age: 59
Appearance: Garunaté has the typical appearance of a Dragonne: fur-like scales, mane-like scales around the neck, ears and wings with a face that is a fusion of a lion and a dragon, but obviously looking more like a dragon. Even though his scales are very sharp, that's only when he's angry or frightened, making it stand up and prickly. When he's relaxed, the sharpness is lessened from the fact that the scales are closer to each other and the microscopic parts of the scales, kind of like the "spikes" of shark skin, are relaxed as well, the real cause of the sharpness.
On his back, above his shoulders, is a saddle that is made of leather. On each of the sides of the saddle is one moderate sized bag, inside it being supplies like water containers, dried meat, fruits, and a couple of other things like a bone, mostly as Garunaté's chew toy. His scales are the usual colors for his kind: yellow brown for his body, wings, legs and head, while dark brown for his mane. However, his irises are a vibrant emerald. Around the base of his head is a dark brown bronze collar with foldable handles that look like bicycle handles, so that Ina can support herself when they fly.
Personality: Garunaté has many of the basic traits of a Dragonne: territorial, agressive and sociable. However, how he acts upon them is a little different, at least for the former two. He is territorial, yes, but ever since he started travelling, that territorial nature became a protective one. He is agressive but only when those he values are in danger. Speaking of things he values, that is one trait that is not usually seen: forgiveness and kindness. He forgave people even after they nearly killed him, and he forgave Ina even after nearly stealing many things, and he forgave her again after nearly freezing to death in Skelsaugh.
His kindness shows in how gentle he handles many things, from his time in his pride disciplining his brothers, to playing with children, to annoying Ina, his methods rarely ever injure anyone. He is stern however, even during his kind times. He is stubborn too, as how he didn't give up on staying in Honim instead of Skelsaugh. But he is less stubborn when it's Ina. As much as he doesn't like admitting it, he likes it when Ina rubs his belly or scratches behind his ears or under his chin. Although he knows it's not exactly "a good idea", he actually has fallen in love with Ina, but accepts that it is very unlikely they'll be more than friends.
RP Sample (+ History):
(Note: I usually write in third-person limited but I'm using first person in this one because it's more fitting, I have no idea if I'll write in the same viewpoint as this when I do post)
Garunaté the Dragonne
Issathon Market, Outer Area of Issathon
It was a calming day today. Boring, yes, but fine. I was just waiting for Ina, near a market stall. The stall looked rather precarious, seeing as there were only about four poles holding up a canvas roof. But its tables were fine. Stable, large, and smells very nice. I look to Ina. Ha... The one I saved, the one who saved me, and the one who changed my life. I close my eyes and breathe out. So much has changed since that day, and it feels so long ago, and yet I can still remember it.
I was defending myself from two humans trying to take my pride's catch. I thought they must have been very desperate to have food as humans very rarely go near us, let alone atrack us, but I still fought. The two humans were very strong as they managed to kill three of my pridemembers. I felt no hatred for them for their deeds, knowing well it's "survival of the fittest", as humans put it. After a long winded fight, I killed both of the humans. When I was about to eat the corpses, I heard a sound. I turn to my left, and there I saw a human youngling was beside me.
At first I was confused and I thought it was a nice snack but as I was moving my head near it for a sniff, it put its hands on my snout. I backed my head and grunted in surprise, the moment it touched me I thought I felt someone else's feelings, a feeling of happiness and security. I was sure it wasn't me, I was just hungry. Then I put my head close to it again and it did the same thing. I couldn't help but smile and be amused that it seemed excited seeing me when most younglings just run away or fight me in terror. But this little wanted to be with me, it seemed, seeing as it wanted to climb my head.
But then I frowned, remembering this was a youngling, and human younglings aren't quite as strong as dragon younglings. By the time the little one was on my head, I took a bite from one of the humans I killed and made a decision: take the young one to someone who could raise it. I knew my meal will probably be stolen so I buried it before heading off. I didn't bother going to the Village of Black to the east since the place I had in mind was the Nest Village to the south west, where I saw humans rested before heading into my home.
I found suitable parents that were near some undergrowth and, when it was dark, I placed the little one in front of the building, tapped on it twice with my tail and left. I watched in the distance since then, looking over the little one, seeing as my father was killed and so my brothers would try taking over, which I don't want to be involved in.
Ha... The years went by quickly, and before I knew it, the little one changed into a fine young girl, even though she was just eleven years old. Heh, I remember how I felt when I saw Ina break free from a group of males holding something. I knew she was up to no good and I didn't want her dead, so I took the bag. However, she was quicker than I thought and she grabbed the sack just as I took it. Then I felt it again, another emotion besides the one I had, I felt anger and desperation. I was startled at the mix of opposite feelings: mine and something else. I couldn't put the puzzle together until I heard her ask, "Are...are you stopping me...for...my own good?"
I grunted, surprised that she read my mind. But I remembered some basic responses for humans and so I nodded. The next thing I knew was that she was rubbing the side of my head. I couldn't help but rub into the touch and purr, it so warm and comfy.
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"You...look familiar... Did...you leave me with my foster parents...?"
I looked to her. Her eyes seemed to be begging me for an answer. Although I wasn't conscious of it, I was surprised that she put together the pieces so fast. I nodded again and continued to purr into her touch.
I felt a a sad realization feeling coming from her, but I couldn't react to it before she asked, "Do you have a name?"
Actually, I did. It wasn't easy differentiating each other when we were young, when we have yet to learn what each scent meant. But I had no idea if she could even understand me. I tried anyways and made several grunts, sounding like "gar" "rah" rnah" "trah". I was doubting she got my name because she took a while to answer, but she got my name: Garunaté. I couldn't help but softly roar in surprised happiness. She giggled at my response but I didn't mind, my happiness was doubled, and then I realized that we could actually feel each other's feelings.
Ha...many things happened since then, from her parents screaming in alarm to my presence, to Ina saving me from the bite of a Drake, to me helping her find her biological relatives. She's grown to a lovely lady, even though I know that she's yet to be a fully grown human. My life has been so much better since that day six years ago. Everything has been easier, and more joyful. I open my eyes after the reminiscing to the sound of footprints nearing me. As I guessed, it was Ina finished getting supplies. She put them in the bags in my saddle before asking, "Shall we go?" with a smile.
I smiled as well before answering with grunts, "Why not?"
Name: Inibayi "Ina" Geriro
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Appearance: Ina stands at five feet and nine inches, with a medium build and a straight yet relaxed posture. She has short, black, straight hair that reaches the back of her neck. The hair curves under her ears and is a bit glossy. It's usually neat but not extravagant, only combing it a few times a day in one session when she gets the time. Her irises are a calming sky blue, contrasting a bit with her tan skin. Her face is what can be described, in short, as the typical "animé" face of a girl. Her breasts and hips are proportioned to her build. She has a bit of muscled tone to her build from practicing swordplay and travelling, but not quite as fit as say a master swordsman.
She wears a plain white, averaged sleeved, silk shirt and brown leather pants for protection. For footwear she has simple leather shoes; no strings or straps, just a hole to get her foot in or out. Over her hands are black leather gloves, also for protection. Over her clothes she wears light weight armor all over her body except for her head, hands and feet. Her torso armor looks like a bullet proof best, except made of bronze and under that is snake skin. Her torso armor in two parts, allowing her to bend over when needed. Her arms are armored with arm guards on her upper arm and lower arm, both looking like custom fitted cylinders made of bronze and snake skin padding, the same goes for her leg armor.
Her armor is colored dark grey, but the hue's so dark that it looks like black. Her armor is colored yellow around the rims of the joints, in other words, the edge of the armor where you bend (like your elbow). On her neck is a simple wooden whistle she made to call upon Garunaté. On her hips is a belt, on her left holstering a rapier while on the right is a pouch holding inside some dried fruits, flint stones, and a small leather bag of water. Over her armor she wears a brown cloak with a hood so as to not seem very intimidating with her armor. It also works as an umbrella in case Garunaté can't cover her.
Personality: Upon first seeing her, the thing you'll notice first is that she always seems to be smiling, even a small one, as well as the kindness in her eyes, despite how intimidating she and Garunaté look. Her tamed cheeriness (as in, she's happy but doesn't jump around a lot) tends to be infectious, quickly making people smile or, if not, at least not an upset feeling. She's friendly around people, even those that are brutish and have an aura of roughness, but she's actually pretty shy, not really approaching people to make friends but loves to make friends when someone does talk to her.
She's sympathetic and caring, willing to listen to your problems and will try to help solve them with you. But if you insist that you don't need her help or don't want to talk about it she'll drop the subject, partly due to her past experience and knowing that people need their time alone. She has a sense of humor too, but isn't really the source of jokes in conversations or meetings. She's stoic when need be, especially when dealing with tricky clients.
But despite her kindness, she's rather merciless when in a fight or hunting someone down. She's so merciless that she's even somewhat sadistic, taunting enemies with a malevolent smile. She's a bit of trickster as well, however, she doesn't do it so often anymore because of what she's learned, but it's mostly because she knows her tricks aren't that good. She can oblivious to some problems too, especially if you answer her questions of concern with sarcasm. Speaking of her sadism, she can be that way under normal conditions too if you manage to tick her off or hurt Garunaté.
Another thing to note is that she usually behaves from her first impressions of people, like she did with her foster parents, but, like with the case of her parents, she can change her mind, but it's rather difficult and varies. She has quite a temper when she's angry also, often going berserk in the form of shouting and, occasionally, fistfights. Even with these traits in mind, she's protective of Garunaté, asking if he's fine and getting into fistfights if she finds someone has hurt him, since she's rather close with him.
Because of her shyness, and lack of big-headed-ness, when she's separated from Garunaté she gets more nervous than usual. But she doesn't outwardly show it when there are others around, and her nervousness has lessened when she found out she could still sense Garunaté. Speaking of others, when she's in a group, she tends to not pry for the position of leader, however, she won't mind too much if she's chosen as the leader. She will listen to orders and is rather loyal to any group she's in. Unless of course the leader decides to do something stupid, then she'll protest.
And finally, she values her friends and family greatly, but Garunaté even more, seeing as he's the reason she's alive.
History: She didn't know it before on how she came to be their daughter, but she was raised in the village Arban to two blonds, Aria and Arvel, who were retired mercenaries who worked as innkeepers. Her life was fine at first, but when she finally realized that she didn't look like her parents at all--they were pale skinned blonds while she wasn't--she grew to dislike them because:
"Dad, where did I come from?" she asked with her squeaky six year old voice.
Arvel chuckled. "What do you mean by that, Ina?"
"I mean, who are my real parents? We don't look like each other, and we don't sound like each too."
Arvel frowned. "Dear, just because we don't look alike doesn't mean we're not your parents."
Although you'd probably be fine with the answer, Ina wasn't. She felt they were hiding something from her, something important, and so she didn't regard them as her parents. That led her into trouble though. Since she didn't listen to them, she caused and went in on all sorts of trouble, from stealing from customers to tricking people she was crippled, all unsuccessful, fortunately for us. Her parents were very upset with her for her countless acts (really, she did them often) and the fines she makes, until she was 11 years old.
She was doing another heist again, this time being successful...in stealing a bag of gold. But the guards of the owner (he was rather rich) were chasing after her, just on her tail. She kept on running but bumped into another person, apparently one of the guards took a shortcut to cut her off of her escape path. The guards would've taken the bag peacefully if Ina didn't keep the bag just out of their reach. Seeing as they won't get it without a fight, they engaged. Sure, it was mean, but so was Ina stealing.
Surprising (or maybe not), she dodged many of the hits and the guards ended up hitting each other, becoming dazed. Ina took this opportunity to run away. For a while, she thought she was home free since she was out of there sight. Then, something made her trip. Of course, she screamed as she fell, but then she quickly got up and found that a few feet in front of her was a Dragonne, and it had the sack.
For a moment, both stared at each other. Then they quickly scrambled, the Dragonne trying to get away while Ina was trying to get the bag. Ina was quick on her feet and grabbed the bag, making the dragon stop and increase his hold on the sack. But when she was pulling on it, something happened, not only did she feel angry and desperate in taking the bag, she felt something else, almost as if someone was saying, "This is not right!" This made her stop pulling on the sack with a befuddled face. She looked to the dragon's face and found that it too looked confused. Now that she looked at the creature, it looked familiar, like she's seen it before. By some gut instinct she asked, "Are...are you stopping me...for...my own good?"
The dragon grunted and looked even more surprised before it nodded. A fleeting memory seeps into her head before she puts her hand on the beast. It made a sound simillar to a pur of a cat and not only that, its scales were not sharp at all. It was then and there that both realized that they could understand each other in a way. As Garunaté "said" she returned the gold after figuring out the Dragonne's name. Since then, she amended her ways and have grown to love her foster parents, after finding that Garunaté was the reason she was in their care (after some decoding, of course).
For three years, she worked in the inn and became known among her parent's friends affectionately as the "Fire Tamer." She learned how to cook some kinds of foods, a few magic spells, a few moves in swordsplay, found her relatives with the help of Garunaté and how to take of Garunaté and herself. But a month after her fourteenth birthday, he father fell ill and the cure was rather expensive. Seeing as she had Garunaté with her, she set out as a mercenary to get the money needed. After putting on armor from her real aunt that belonged to her mother, she left. She traveled far and wide in the next three and three fourths of the years, from Honim to Anver, Renok to Lyeydra, even Skelsaugh, even though Garugaté didn't like it too much.
In that time, she gathered enough money to buy the cure. In Issathon, she bought the cure and had it sent to her parents since she had to re-supply. But as she was doing that, she was given a letter to come to Issathon's inner area. After some debate with Garunaté, she decided to attend just in case it's very important, but not without sending a letter to her parents.
Spells known:
-Fireball Conjure - By saying a simple chant, or the keyword "zeriano", and flick her fingers, a baseball-sized fire ball will appear at the tips of her fingers. She can fling the fireball at a maximum of two meters, with her average being ten feet. The fireball does moderate damage and rarely does a one hit KO, which is why she uses it to distract opponents before hitting them with her rapier.
-Flamethrower - By saying a chant that lasts for about ten to fifteen seconds, Ina release four feet long flamethowers from her palms. She can put her hands side-by-side to form one large flamethrower of the same length. Even though it's more powerful, causing partial thickness second degree burns, but is more taxing for her, allowing her only one or two uses in an average fight, and is typically too slow in emergencies.
-Holy Light - A holy light glowing from her hand, looking like orbs surrounding her hands after saying a chant that lasts about thirty seconds. The light can be used to heal second degree burns, shallow cuts, and generally injuries that aren't too serious but take a while to heal.
-Light Arc - A bolt of non-lethal lightning that can be summoned by saying "denki" and pointing her fingers in the direction she wants. The damage it causes is moderate and does what lightning that doesn't kill you (i.e. burns, temporary paralysis, etc.).
Other:
Dragon Bond
Dragon Species: Dragonne
Name: Garunaté (ga-roo-NA-tay)
Gender: Male
Age: 59
Appearance: Garunaté has the typical appearance of a Dragonne: fur-like scales, mane-like scales around the neck, ears and wings with a face that is a fusion of a lion and a dragon, but obviously looking more like a dragon. Even though his scales are very sharp, that's only when he's angry or frightened, making it stand up and prickly. When he's relaxed, the sharpness is lessened from the fact that the scales are closer to each other and the microscopic parts of the scales, kind of like the "spikes" of shark skin, are relaxed as well, the real cause of the sharpness.
On his back, above his shoulders, is a saddle that is made of leather. On each of the sides of the saddle is one moderate sized bag, inside it being supplies like water containers, dried meat, fruits, and a couple of other things like a bone, mostly as Garunaté's chew toy. His scales are the usual colors for his kind: yellow brown for his body, wings, legs and head, while dark brown for his mane. However, his irises are a vibrant emerald. Around the base of his head is a dark brown bronze collar with foldable handles that look like bicycle handles, so that Ina can support herself when they fly.
Personality: Garunaté has many of the basic traits of a Dragonne: territorial, agressive and sociable. However, how he acts upon them is a little different, at least for the former two. He is territorial, yes, but ever since he started travelling, that territorial nature became a protective one. He is agressive but only when those he values are in danger. Speaking of things he values, that is one trait that is not usually seen: forgiveness and kindness. He forgave people even after they nearly killed him, and he forgave Ina even after nearly stealing many things, and he forgave her again after nearly freezing to death in Skelsaugh.
His kindness shows in how gentle he handles many things, from his time in his pride disciplining his brothers, to playing with children, to annoying Ina, his methods rarely ever injure anyone. He is stern however, even during his kind times. He is stubborn too, as how he didn't give up on staying in Honim instead of Skelsaugh. But he is less stubborn when it's Ina. As much as he doesn't like admitting it, he likes it when Ina rubs his belly or scratches behind his ears or under his chin. Although he knows it's not exactly "a good idea", he actually has fallen in love with Ina, but accepts that it is very unlikely they'll be more than friends.
RP Sample (+ History):
(Note: I usually write in third-person limited but I'm using first person in this one because it's more fitting, I have no idea if I'll write in the same viewpoint as this when I do post)
Garunaté the Dragonne
Issathon Market, Outer Area of Issathon
It was a calming day today. Boring, yes, but fine. I was just waiting for Ina, near a market stall. The stall looked rather precarious, seeing as there were only about four poles holding up a canvas roof. But its tables were fine. Stable, large, and smells very nice. I look to Ina. Ha... The one I saved, the one who saved me, and the one who changed my life. I close my eyes and breathe out. So much has changed since that day, and it feels so long ago, and yet I can still remember it.
I was defending myself from two humans trying to take my pride's catch. I thought they must have been very desperate to have food as humans very rarely go near us, let alone atrack us, but I still fought. The two humans were very strong as they managed to kill three of my pridemembers. I felt no hatred for them for their deeds, knowing well it's "survival of the fittest", as humans put it. After a long winded fight, I killed both of the humans. When I was about to eat the corpses, I heard a sound. I turn to my left, and there I saw a human youngling was beside me.
At first I was confused and I thought it was a nice snack but as I was moving my head near it for a sniff, it put its hands on my snout. I backed my head and grunted in surprise, the moment it touched me I thought I felt someone else's feelings, a feeling of happiness and security. I was sure it wasn't me, I was just hungry. Then I put my head close to it again and it did the same thing. I couldn't help but smile and be amused that it seemed excited seeing me when most younglings just run away or fight me in terror. But this little wanted to be with me, it seemed, seeing as it wanted to climb my head.
But then I frowned, remembering this was a youngling, and human younglings aren't quite as strong as dragon younglings. By the time the little one was on my head, I took a bite from one of the humans I killed and made a decision: take the young one to someone who could raise it. I knew my meal will probably be stolen so I buried it before heading off. I didn't bother going to the Village of Black to the east since the place I had in mind was the Nest Village to the south west, where I saw humans rested before heading into my home.
I found suitable parents that were near some undergrowth and, when it was dark, I placed the little one in front of the building, tapped on it twice with my tail and left. I watched in the distance since then, looking over the little one, seeing as my father was killed and so my brothers would try taking over, which I don't want to be involved in.
Ha... The years went by quickly, and before I knew it, the little one changed into a fine young girl, even though she was just eleven years old. Heh, I remember how I felt when I saw Ina break free from a group of males holding something. I knew she was up to no good and I didn't want her dead, so I took the bag. However, she was quicker than I thought and she grabbed the sack just as I took it. Then I felt it again, another emotion besides the one I had, I felt anger and desperation. I was startled at the mix of opposite feelings: mine and something else. I couldn't put the puzzle together until I heard her ask, "Are...are you stopping me...for...my own good?"
I grunted, surprised that she read my mind. But I remembered some basic responses for humans and so I nodded. The next thing I knew was that she was rubbing the side of my head. I couldn't help but rub into the touch and purr, it so warm and comfy.
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"You...look familiar... Did...you leave me with my foster parents...?"
I looked to her. Her eyes seemed to be begging me for an answer. Although I wasn't conscious of it, I was surprised that she put together the pieces so fast. I nodded again and continued to purr into her touch.
I felt a a sad realization feeling coming from her, but I couldn't react to it before she asked, "Do you have a name?"
Actually, I did. It wasn't easy differentiating each other when we were young, when we have yet to learn what each scent meant. But I had no idea if she could even understand me. I tried anyways and made several grunts, sounding like "gar" "rah" rnah" "trah". I was doubting she got my name because she took a while to answer, but she got my name: Garunaté. I couldn't help but softly roar in surprised happiness. She giggled at my response but I didn't mind, my happiness was doubled, and then I realized that we could actually feel each other's feelings.
Ha...many things happened since then, from her parents screaming in alarm to my presence, to Ina saving me from the bite of a Drake, to me helping her find her biological relatives. She's grown to a lovely lady, even though I know that she's yet to be a fully grown human. My life has been so much better since that day six years ago. Everything has been easier, and more joyful. I open my eyes after the reminiscing to the sound of footprints nearing me. As I guessed, it was Ina finished getting supplies. She put them in the bags in my saddle before asking, "Shall we go?" with a smile.
I smiled as well before answering with grunts, "Why not?"
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It's good for the most part... Just a few things I'm gonna be nitpicky about. At first I was gonna have a million questions about your history but then I read your RP sample and that cleared most of it up.
One thing that I'm going to have to ask you to change though is just a couple things about her little rebellious stage. A child between the age of 6 and 11 would not typically be sent to jail, especially not if all of their criminal attempts failed. They might receive a beating, or their parents might have to pay some amount, but they would not be sent to jail. Another is, a young child would have to go a fair distance out of town to lead travelers all the way to a band of bandits, and I just really can't see someone that young doing that on their own :P
Then a question. Where the heck did her "real" aunt suddenly come from and how did she find her? If you could include that.
Last thing (really more a correction then anything :P), a gauntlet is an armored glove. I think what you're looking for is something more akin to arm guards, though I'm not sure if that's their precise name.
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Would you happen to have any comments on my SU too so far? I've just gotta write up a personality that matches what I've said in the history and in Argon's part, and I might also change the dragon's appearance to be more scaly and lung-like and less like a flying dog (but he's so cute). And RP sample, of course! Of course if you prefer I finish the SU before you look at it, I apologize :p
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Yours is looking fine so far, 'venture :3 I read over it earlier and was gonna comment on it, but it slipped my mind. I have to say, the idea of some dragons crossbreeding had never crossed my mind, but I haven't got the slightest problem with it as long as it doesn't become a big thing with everyone else.
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It was mostly a way to justify the pic I chose for him ;) was inspired by Falcor the luck dragon and tried to find some more lung looking version of him that fit with what I had in mind. But yeah, some more hairy ancestor down the line maybe xD he won't exactly have traits from them so don't worry.
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Ah, okay. I can fix those, it was only like that because I felt it was getting so long. X/ But I'd like to say I didn't know that about the law, and I'll remove the part about the bandits. Unless pretending to be a guide to Kin'unda is a good way to lure them out. Probably not.
EDIT: Finished! Hope it's okay now.
Ah, okay. I can fix those, it was only like that because I felt it was getting so long. X/ But I'd like to say I didn't know that about the law, and I'll remove the part about the bandits. Unless pretending to be a guide to Kin'unda is a good way to lure them out. Probably not.
EDIT: Finished! Hope it's okay now.
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Looks good now, Charred! You are accepted.
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Yay! :D Okay, I'll try to get a post up today.
EDIT: Got my post up!
EDIT: Got my post up!
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@Charred- Just want to make sure you know to make it clear that Garunaté isn't actually speaking. Yeh, Tamers should have a fairly easy time understanding their dragons, but don't go too overboard with that :P
I believe Nyx and SV are planning a JP right now, so since none of the others have arrived in the palace yet, I'll post in a few days with Thia answering the knock. Just needa revive my near-dead muse and at least get a start on a few drawings I wanna finish before Christmas :P
I believe Nyx and SV are planning a JP right now, so since none of the others have arrived in the palace yet, I'll post in a few days with Thia answering the knock. Just needa revive my near-dead muse and at least get a start on a few drawings I wanna finish before Christmas :P
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Sorry my SU is taking time, will finish it today,
I glanced at Mecha Dragon's spells and thought they looked pretty powerful compared to what I thought up :p would it be okay if Aryba had some kind of weapon enhanchement as well? On top of her Lunge and Pinch tricks.
I glanced at Mecha Dragon's spells and thought they looked pretty powerful compared to what I thought up :p would it be okay if Aryba had some kind of weapon enhanchement as well? On top of her Lunge and Pinch tricks.
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Enhancement meaning...? I'm guessing enchantment? Permanently enchanting a weapon would be beyond a Dragon Tamer's ability, but if you wanted she could be able to temporarily enchant a weapon. Or even if she'd been able to pay for a more powerful sorcerer to enchant it for her. If you wanna, lemme know what you had in mind and I'll see if I can give it a look before bed.
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Oh, darn language barriers. Yeah I meant a temporary enchantment, I just couldn't spell it xD like, burning blades or ice blades or light blades or something like that. She'd have to activate and deactivate the spell because otherwise it would keep draining her energy until she passes out. (And then, the spell would automatically deactivate since she turns unconscious, so it's not likely it would kill her)
My dragon likely won't do much fighting, so she'd better be capable :p
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Ah, yeah, that'd be fine :3
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I know that, but it is handy to remind everyone once in a while. I'll do my best on trying to not go overboard.
They're powerful? Okay, I admit Flamethrower is, but I don't plan on overusing it. And maybe Light Arc, but I really couldn't think any weaker. X/
I know that, but it is handy to remind everyone once in a while. I'll do my best on trying to not go overboard.
They're powerful? Okay, I admit Flamethrower is, but I don't plan on overusing it. And maybe Light Arc, but I really couldn't think any weaker. X/