Name: Andronikos

Age (at most 400): 144

Gender: Male

Element: Poison

Personality:

Andronikos seems a little out of his head, a 'mad scientist' of the sorts. He's very enthusiastic about the
poison element, and he spends quite a few of his days in his den experimenting with
mixing poisons and testing them on unfortunate small mammals. His goal is to find the
combination that brings the most pain and suffering to his victims. He acts pretty odd around
other male sabers, rarely talking to him. He's more comfortable around females - not in a flirty way,
but just friendly, and a little crazy. His personality really comes out on the battlefield, though, where he gets to
use his power unrestricted. He's loud and cocky, but he's a very good fighter. His mind is warped, and he believes strongly in revenge by death, so this is one saber you don't want to double-cross.

Attacks:

Poison gas - he breathes out a thick, smoggy gas that poisons/suffocates the opponent and fogs the battlefield. This attack does little to moderate damage, but it impairs vision and poisons the opponent. This takes up moderate energy and he can only use it once per battle because it takes him a while to regenerate the poison.
Numbing fang - his saliva turns into a paralysis poison, paralyzing his opponent upon biting them. The closer to the neck the bite is, the faster the paralysis kicks in. This attack does little damage, but it stuns the opponent. Takes up moderate energy.
Acid rain - any poison element in the air clumps together until they form clouds, which then produce 'rain', which is pure poison. It can burn/poison the opponent, and is hard to
avoid. But it takes Andronikos a lot of energy to use. Usually does heavy damage.
Adder's kiss - a close range melee attack. Poison comes out of his claw sheathes to coat his claws, and then he strikes quickly and furiously. This can do moderate to heavy damage, depending on the opponent's retaliation. His most common attack, takes up little energy.
Acid Spew - he spits a burning acid. He has a range of about ten feet. This can do little, moderate, or heavy damage depending on how close the enemy is, and this takes up little energy.

Armor type (silver, gold or bronze): Bronze

Special Ability: Poison blood - not only is he immune to most poisons, but his blood is capable of poisoning anybody who bites him.

Story:

Green eyes narrowed as he closed in on his victim. Before him stood a male saber, slightly bigger than his own size, and much, much older than himself.
This saber was white in color, with pale blue stripes and icey blue eyes to match. This was his father - not biological, and not quite adopted. It was his biological mother's mate,
who had hated poor Andronikos since the day he found out that the cub wasn't his. Tears swelled in the green eyes as memories of the pain of the claws as they ripped down his sides, the
strong gusts of wind, the screaming of the words 'cheater' and 'not my son.' He remembered the relief of the big, creamy brown saberess, his mother, as she picked him up and carried him away
from the pain. But the relief turned to fear again as she dropped him down into the pool of sulfur, then just padded away as if nothing had happened. As if he was worthless to her. He held back a sob as
the echoes of his own cries rang through his brain; "Mama! Come back!". But he stopped, the pain in his heart turning to rage. He remembered the cool, tingling feeling of the sulfur. It had made him stronger,
strong enough to walk back to the clan on his own. There, he grew, knowing the his mother's mate was watching him, hating him the whole time, and that his mother regretting not killing him with her
own claws. But still, none of that mattered now. He was a warrior, and strong enough for revenge. His mind focused back on the male in front of him. The male liked to bully him, so today, he would use this to
his own advantage. "Hello." Andronikos finally revealed himself, stepping out of the shadows, sounding like his normal, awkward self.
"Well, well, what do you have there, Andronikos?" Those cold, blue eyes bore into the rabbit that Andronikos carried delicately in his jaws.
"Nothing for you..." The younger saber put on his best nervous face, trying to mask the excitement. It was working.
"Respect your elders, boy. Hand that over, go catch yourself another one."
"They're so hard to find... and so tasty...."
"Hand it over!" And then the white saber lunged, and Andronikos played chicken, scampering off without a scratch.
He watched as the white saber tore into the rabbit, savoring it. But too late did the bigger male realize that the
rabbit was poisoned, and he rolled on the ground, scratching at the air and cursing until he died.

"Ortheous!" The creamy brown saberess screamed, finding the body of her beloved sprawled out in the woods, at his favorite lounging spot.
"What is it?" Andronikos bounded out of the forest, stopping in dead silence when he saw the body. He held back a grin, putting on a mask of horror.
"You were behind this..." The saberess hissed, her green eyes burning into his pelt. Others arrived, atracted by the sound of the screech. Andronikos padded
over to the rabbit, sniffing it. "Poison." He announced. "The rabbit ate the forbidden red berry. Ortheous must have found the body and figured it was an easy meal."
Nobody questioned Andronikos - they knew his element. The poison saber's green eyes bore into his mother's own emerald orbs, stating a clear message - you're next.


Phew! That took awhile xD
Hope you like him though. I put a lot of effort into making him.
The time is accurate if you consider the fact that I wrote his profile while coloring him.
His stripes are supposed to look like acid dripping down him :B
[e]Edited the design a little. I like it a lot better now. :3

Name:
Ello
Age (at most 400):
235
Gender:
male
Element:
Electricity
Personality:
Ello is stubborn at the most. he can be crude, sarcastic and mean. but if you catch him
on a good day, he is sarcastic and irnorant. But at most of times he can be sincere and
kind to those he loves. When at war, he is a whole different saber. He is more aggresive
then usual and will kill at all costs.
Attacks:
Contact -One of his most powerful attacks, Contact uses the electric orbes from
his neck to create a ring-like charge. This power eventualy builds up and causes tremendous pain
if stored long enough. The only way to release this charge is to set of a roar. The sound can range
from thunder to the sound of lions fighting. This attack is only used for dire pourposes only and can
harm attacker and attack-ee if not done properly.

Voltage -An eerie mist consisting of positive charges which hangs around the tail of
Ello, Voltage is an attack which uses engery stored in land mass to create a sonic boom of electric proportions.
First the charges must come withint range of negative charges(the ground engery)these are brought together
when the Saber touches the ground with great force.
Armor type (silver, gold or bronze):
Special Ability:
Story:

Name:
φτερό
pronounced; shtero
means; feather
language; greek
Age:
one hundred sixty five
Gender:
male
Element:
air
Personality:
φτερό is, despite his intimidating appearance, has a breezy outlook on the world. He's often taken as airheaded, which isn't far from the truth, considering his element, but φτερό has more intelligence than most people give him credit for. He tends to look down at the world with his head in the clouds, neither caring nor uncaring about whatever obstacles or hindrances cross his path. He makes friends easily, as he can put aside rude misspeakings, but he also loses friends as well due to his irresponsible nature. φτερό doesn't try to forget things, but since his mind works on an impulsive, quick-decision basis, he often lets things slip. Despite that, if anyone makes an intensely imprinted memory on φτερό, he will push aside fun and games for enough time to truly respect the creature who managed to captivate his normally uninterested heart.
Attacks:
With a whirlwind of force, φτερό can muster up the strength to blow apart trees and buildings. Though this power is only reserved for intense situations and has complications with his energy, it is an extremely powerful attack that can come in handy. Other than that, he uses a gentler type of wind to virtually "chain" something down. It can wrap around an opponent's paws, though not for long, and if the antagonist is mildly strong or at least persistent, it can break free. Though his attacks may seem few and far between, the truth is that φτερό uses his wits to outsmart any adversaries more than he drains from his own energy source to try to defeat them.
Armor type:
silver
Special Ability:
φτερό is able to solidify air so it becomes a mass of something heavy, but clear. He can use this to trip attackers, or simply as a stepping stool when chinks in rocks are hard to find, making an easy getaway.
Story:
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I don't even know why I'm trying to compete when there are already so many gorgeous designs. ^^; You guys are brilliant!
I know spots and stripes aren't meant to mix, but I hope this is alright.
Also, I wasn't entirely sure that the stripes can be in such a small amount and only on the chest, so if this isn't right, will someone let me know?