~Vincent~
Username:: Crysalis
Name:: Vincent
Appearance:: Vincent has glossy black fur except for his white chest and markings. His eyes are the same color as the two jewels on his forehead and tail, a fiery red. He is rather tall and skinny, as he doesn't enjoy eating. His wings have a leathery texture to them.
Personality:: Vincent has a nasty personality and an even worse temper. He is a bitter dragon, and is quick to snap at anyone that angers him. When he smiles, it's a cruel smile and means trouble. He's also unsympathetic and finds it rather funny to see someone in need of help. A nasty habit of his is to play with his food, tossing it about before it's completely dead, or watching it suffer before he eats it. Due to bad upbringing, he is calculating and lacks the proper skills to communicate to others. Instead he lashes out and prefers to stay away from people if he can help it. Vincent is very sarcastic, confident, and clever. He holds his head high and shows an aura of authority and power, those that don't obey him will face his wrath and a swift demise.
However, he is completely loyal to those he deems worthy.
History:: Vincent was abandoned as a hatchling and therefore grew up by himself. He fought for his place in the forest and his own territory. No one dares challenge him as he is sneaky and kills most of the challengers. Those that make it out alive are left with large wounds and burn marks. He once grew so furious at an outsider stealing from his den that he burnt the surrounding area to a crisp. The other dragons and creatures that inhabit the forest steer clear from him in fear of the entire forest being burnt.
He has no interest in finding a mate, quite frankly he finds females to be annoying, so he lives alone in a cave on the side of a mountain. Inside his home is stolen treasure from neighboring villages; gems and shiny coins, glittering pieces of glass, and even stolen animals which he later eats. Once every month or when he grows bored, he creeps into a village at night to steal from the people. His most treasured item is jewel encrusted sword he stole from a nobleman.
On one of his raids he picked up a stray kitten, rather then eating it, he kept it as his pet. He finds some amusement in watching the now grown cat chase and kill any rodent that enters his cave. The black cat, named Ash or Supper when he's in a foul mood, is the only living thing that can get away with bugging him and living to tell the tale. Vincent finds the cat's affections annoying and will flick the cat away with his tail. Ash comes and goes as he pleases, and Vincent relishes in his solitude before the cat returns.
He is hunted by many, having stolen from the rich and the poor, he has a high price on his head. Vincent takes pleasure in slaughtering any person who tries to hunt him, and keeps their skull and armor as a souvenir, showing them off proudly.
Quote:: "I don't hate you, I'm just not necessarily excited about your existence."
