[Penultima]

Unlike many adoptables, this species isn't a "quick adopt, get a whole bunch" kind. Each one is unique and special. Each has it's own story, history, and future. You, as a potential owner, will not only adopt it, but actually own it.

You can try out for multiple dinos, but you cannot own more that 1 untrained one at once.
Keep in mind--Tribesman and women wear armor or leather garments, not casual clothes like hoodies or jeans.
They also do not have very modern-like objects, like glasses, hats, etc


What's up with that cloth tied around it's forearm? Is it decorative, or a bandage covering a wound?

Is this the one for you? Are you up for its capture?

Captured by N i g h t s t a r
Dino: Sparta
Rider: Kalian Arymani
Tribe: Mat'iri

[AirAngel]

SQUEEEE! Reserve, it's so pretty *O*

Your Username:
AirAngel ^^
Dino's Name:
I've decided I'd like to call her Hemera, after the Greek goddess of the day.
Your Rider's Name:
Your Rider's Tribe:
Mat'iri... I just get a feeling <3
Do you plan to train this dino?
Absolutely! There's no reason why I shouldn't!
Do you plan to RP this dino and rider pair?
Yes! I am in need of another roleplay <3
How did it get the cloth wrapping and why?

WIP

[Korona Knight]

My name is Korona Knight, though most call me Korona or Kora.

For the moment, the dinosaur's name shall be Unknown. The rider will know little about the history of this beauty and is determined to find a name that will suit her well. She will refer to her as none other than Unknown until she's discovered everything there is to know; in that case, her name will become Venus, the Roman war of beauty. The reasoning for this is the fact that she is, indeed, beautiful, but it is also the riders' middle name, and she feels she should be connected to this dinosaur very personally. The dinosaur is female; the colors seem much too feminine to be male, not to mention there are a lacking of female Bernikesauruses.

• Name;
  
  • Aera Venus Alacritus
• Gender;
  
  • Well, if you couldn't tell by the name, Aera is a female.
• Age;
  
  • Aera is a lovely 16 years old; not quite an adult, but no longer a child.
• Physical Description;
  
  • Average to tall height, being roughly 5 feet and 8 inches tall
  • Slender, boyish build. Aera has hardly any curves to her, let alone any fat on her small, thin frame.
  • Fairly pale skin, with a few freckles splaying across her small nose.
  • Very thick, naturally straight platinum blonde hair that reaches down to her waist. It is often in a loose braid down her back and over her shoulder or up in a messy bun, though strands always manage to fall out.
  • Striking violet green eyes with silver rings around her pupils and a few silver flecks here and there, floating in the iris and giving it more depth. People often refer to her eyes as gems within themselves, though what a shame she can't use them properly...
  • Thicker light brown eyebrows and dark, heavy, long black eyelashes surrounding her dashing eyes.
  • Often described as having a doe-like look and aura about her; "Pretty, delicate, damsel-in-distress...just never come to her aid unless she asks."
  • Tends to wear leather corsets, worn tunics, clothe or leather pants, and a gold necklace with an amethyst pendent hanging from it.
  • She loves to wear lighter colors.
  • Aera has what is known as Alexandria Genesis. It is a mutation that causes the person affected to have purple eyes, very fair skin and light colored hair, a natural defense to all diseases and sicknesses, high fertility, no body hair other than that which she was born with, as well as a few other things. It is extremely rare, and the fact is, no one knows where Aera got hers from. Because of this, she is often treated like an outcast, and this has caused her to develop bipolar depression.
• Personality;
  
  • Aera is a soft spoken, silent girl. She rarely ever talks to others, though if she does, it's in small amounts and usually only if she was asked a question.
  • Aera has a love for animals and dinosaurs alike, as well as plants. She's very good at connecting with these creatures and has one of the greenest thumbs she knows of.
  • Aera has an intimidating air about her because of her disorder, but she does enjoy company if someone were to give her some.
  • She is very independent and doesn't like others bossing her around. She knows how to take care of herself.
• Skills;
  
  • Aera is very strong and agile, being able to do many backflips and gymnastic style moves fairly easily, and her body is very strong because of it.
  • She is very skilled in hand to hand combat, as well as throwing knives, and though she's having trouble mastering them, she'd love to get good at a throwing spear and the bow and arrow as well.
• Faults;
  
  • The fact that Aera believes that she is the best at everything tends to gain her little short term friends and often causes her to be in a lot of trouble.
  • Her pride stops her from asking from help and therefore she often gets into trouble and has been seriously injured before.
  • Aera is also completely color blind. She sees in hues of gray, black, and white. Though she wishes she could see color, she cannot.
  • Aera doesn't believe in love, and therefore has a hard time accepting the emotion, from anything, really.
• History;

• Aera was born to a family that had much influence in the tribe of Mat'era. Her father was a proud warrior who had yet to be defeated in battle, and her mother was a well known healer, capable of handling many different diseases and injuries. Aera was born under normal circumstances, a beautiful, bubbling baby girl with nearly white blonde hair, very pale, milky white skin, and striking green eyes with gold wrapped around the edges of the pupil, specks of the color dancing in the pools of emerald. Her mother soon fell ill, however, and many blamed this on newborn Aera, as the mother had never had complications before. When Aera was about a year old, her mother slipped into a coma, and passed away two nights later. Her father had a hard time coping with the loss of his beloved, and soon packed up, taking his daughter with him and moving to the tribe of Mat'larun. They settled there, and her father found a new lover soon enough. By the time Aera had turned two, things began changing about her. Her skin refused to darken or burn in the sun, staying as pale as the day she was born, and her eyes dulled from the bright emerald and gold to a near silver in color. Her eyes then began to darken further, turning a deep violet in color, though the pattern of her old eyes stayed the same, with gold being replaced by silver. No one could explain these changes, but Aera's new mother tried her best, helping the little girl attempt to fit in, even though most were intimidated by her gaze. Aera fell in love with this new woman and gladly called her as her own mother. Her father couldn't have been more happy. When Aera turned twelve, a thief broke into their hut. Her father and step mother woke up and tried to fight off the thief; however, both were killed in the process. Little Aera managed to hide from the gaze of the thief, mourning the loss of her parents. Neighbors found her the next morning, huddled in a corner, looking at her dead parents. When they tried to console her, she kept mumbling that colors were fading. Soon enough, about a week later, a local healer confirmed the claim that Aera had gone completely color blind, unable to see any colors whatsoever. He also made the discovery that Aera had what was known as Alexandria's Genesis; a disorder or mutation that caused one's eyes to turn purple, prevented hair from growing anywhere on her body except for the areas that had hair when she was born, made her immune to nearly every disease that was known of, slowed her aging process, and many more symptoms that Aera had cared not listen to. Not only was she an orphan, but now a complete and utter freak. Aera grew up a mute from that point, hardly talking, though almost no one talked to her anyways, so it didn't matter much. She began to grow closer to animals and plants alike, the only things that could really make her smile. She is often found by the stables nowadays, always petting the dinosaurs and talking to them. She has her own home now, accepting the aide given to her from her people but never saying much else. She now wishes to capture a dinosaur of her own, hoping the companion can lift her out of the deep ditch she's found herself in.

While Aera used to be a part of the tribe of Mat'era, she now hails from the tribe of Mat'larun. She doesn't remember much about Mat'era, but Mat'larun seems to fit her perfectly; the color and the traits alike. The peace loving tribe is a beautiful fit to the peace loving girl.

I do plan on roleplaying with these two characters. I think they will be a lot of fun to use, as they have two rather different personalities, and yet will come together somehow. I also enjoy roleplaying quite a bit, and will enjoy the company with these two.

I peaked out of the small hut I lived in, looking around to see if anyone else was awake yet. Nodding to myself, I walked outside, a hunting bow slung over my shoulder. I wandered around for quite some time, looking for anything that moved, trying to feed myself in some way.
Along the horizon, I saw a small amount of movement. As I strutted in that direction, it came to me that if I could see something from this distance, it wasn't going to be small. When I reached it, I confirmed what I had first thought.
A smaller Bernikesaurus lay in the dirt, letting out pitiful cries. They nearly broke my heart as I walked over to her. Her eyes were glazed over with pain, and I could tell she was dehydrated and starving. She didn't even acknowledge my presence as I walked over to her, gently brushing away some dirt that had begun to settle on her.
As I began to inspect her, I saw a few cuts and scars around her legs and abdomen. I also noticed what looked like spear marks. This dinosaur had gotten into some fierce trouble with a few humans, that was for sure.
I came across her arm, noticing what looked to be like a strip of cloth around her forearm. As I unwrapped it, she let out a cry of pain, causing me to flinch, though I continued my inspection. A festering wound opened up to me, and I had to step away a moment to keep from gagging.
Regaining my composure, I opened up a pack I always used to travel. A few medical things were stored in there, and I quickly rewrapped the wound, being very careful, though she still struggled against my touch. I then wandered off a ways, collecting some water and hunting down a small rabbit. I brought both to her, setting them near her head, though clear out of the way of her mouth for my own sake.
I packed up, looking back at her to see that she had already gulped down the water and was now in the process of eating the rabbit.
Satisfied, I continued on my journey, just to hear yet another pitiful cry. I turned back to see that she was struggling to get up, trying to follow me.
I wasn't sure then, but I think that was about the time I had decided to take her as my own. I stayed with her the rest of that day and through the night. She was small, but definitely a fighter. When I woke up the next morning, two more rabbits lay by my feet, dead and soaked a bit with drool. I smiled, knowing this was the start of a close friendship, and I knew that when my time came, I would take her as my dinosaur companion.
I also decided then that until I figured out exactly what had happened to this poor creature, she would remain unnamed, and I began calling her Unknown.

[Sullivan Maurus]

: Your Username :
Amxen no.XV

: Dino's Name :
Twilight

: Your Rider's Name :
Amxen Mera Falark
Sometimes going by Miss Mera,Amxen is an inteligent cave dweller.Instead of using a spear or bow,Amxen uses her walking stick as a weapon.The tip is sharp,so she uses it more as a harpoon than a spear,tying a rope to the end to it and troughing it at enemies.She then reals them in,loots the body,and then drops them,leaving the body for the animals.

: Your Rider's Tribe :
Mat'huen

: Do You Plan To Train This Dino :
With the art of writing.

: Do You Plan To RP This Dino And Rider Pair :
Yes,once I get used to this lore.

: How Did It Get The Cloth Wrapping And Why :
Its sort of easy to explane.
A young man desided it would be a good idea to tie up a dino as it slept to tame it.He only managed to wrap its arm up before it awoke and...well...you can figure out the rest.
However,some say this dino is a mummy,reincarnated to plague the lands.However,there is no evidence of this,but some people of the Mat'huen tribe believe this,and sometimes set up an alter for the dino at the mouth of the cave where Amxen found it.

[bambi99]

HUGE WIP

Your Username: bambi99

Do you plan to RP this dino and rider pair?: If possible yes! It would be great to RP out the true personalities of each.

Dino Snapshot: [img]Photo/link%20here[/img]

Surface View

Name: Eglantine
Gender: Female
Age: Appears to be an adult, or at least older adolescent.
Looks: She has a beautiful blended color of peach and pale pink with spots of beige stripes and speckles. She stands tall and with the look of a proud beast. Her claws are yellow in color, and her spines tan. Her eyes are a green that emeralds are jealous of. (I think they are green...my eyes cant quite tell)

Details Matter

Personality: This Bernikesaurus is very proud and strong willed. She seems to be one that needs to see your worthiness before earning her respect. She seems to have found some bandages, possibly hinting at an observant nature.

History: This is to be found out, when a rider is deemed worthy to know.

Likes: To be found out during training

Dislikes: To be found out during training

Story of bandage: Eglantine, being the proud being she is, had encountered a larger female during hunting.

She stopped and lifted her great head to the sky and inhaled deeply. The fauna she was tracking was close by. She also caught a whiff of another Bernikesaurus's scent but paid it no mind. She continued onward, keeping a slow steady pace and occasionally stopping to track the scent. She was closing in on her prey and she grew more confident as the tracks became fresher. She looked to the horizon and spotted her prey. She inhaled deeply before rushing off at full speed. She almost had it when she heard a loud roar. She slowed slightly but continued onward, downing the herbivore. She tore large pieces of meat off and gulped them down quickly. As she lowered her head for another bite she spotted the Bernikesaurus from before. It was another female, much larger than she and deep black in color. She roared at the dark female, hoping to protect the kill she had so painstakinly worked for. She had just enough time to eat another mouthful when the dark female suddenly rushed her. She was much too slow to dodge the attack and was knocked over landind with a booming thud. She quickly regained her ground, but was struck once more. She barely kept her self off the ground. She roared loudly at the attacker, only to be bitten in her forearm. She struggled against the strong jaws trying to free her arm from their deadly hold. She bit the other female around the base of her skull and was able to free her forearm. She backed up out of striking distance and roared before running off. Her arm wasnt too damaged, but it was bleeding a lot. The bite had been a warning, and she was silently thankful for that. She licked the wound best as she could before wandering off. The wound stung and was starting to swell. She shook her head and froze as she saw a small figure before her. She hissed and chomped at it, only to capture air. The small figure had been watching the ordeal and had healing herbs, and bandages. As a Bernikesaurus, she was wary of the human, who was a young boy. Her wound ached fiercly and the small boy gestured to her arm. She hissed irratibly but crouched down so he could reach it. He had a small bag of water and rinsed the wound. She growled loudly because of the pain. The boy hesitated, but she allowed him to place herbs in the wound and wrap it for her. She sighed loudly and gazed at the boy. He was much too young to be worthy of being her rider. The young boy reached his hand to pat her large face but she balked and took off running. She stopped and looked back and the young human was no where to be seen, almost as if he had never been there. She shook her head and headed back to her small territory.

Now, three weeks later, she still wears the tattered bandage around her arm. She wears it as a thanks to the small human that had helped her arm heal. It is now just decorative, but once served a purpose.

Do you plan to train this dino?: Yes, she will hopfully prove to be a perfect match for Nyra.

Rider Snapshot: [img]Photo/link%20here[/img]

On the Surface

Name: Nyra

Gender: Female

Age: 19

Looks: Nyra is average in height, and has a a slight muscular build. She is strong, but still feminine in appearance. She has long black hair that is always braided, unless she is asleep. She has piercing amber eyes that have small green flecks in them.

Attire: She wears simple Mat'iri clothing that she has sewn herself. It is primarily animal hide, but depending on the season, had fur as well. Her father has crafted custom armor for when she captures her first Bernikesaurus. It is deep gray with dark green accents. She also wears a necklace with a hand carved pendant.

Tribe: Mat'iri

Digging Deeper

Personality: Nyra is pretty anti-social with her peer group. She doesnt mind the company of older people and holds them in high regard. She can be very stubborn, but has extreme dedication and persistance in anything she pursues. She tends to be quiet and is often regarded as shy and awkward.

History: She was raised as any Mat'iri child, and was put into training as soon as she was capable. She excelled in archery and tracking. Her father is a blacksmith, and her mother passed away when she was 13. She has two younger sisters, and an older brother. She admires her brother and is really close to him. Her brother is now becoming an apprentice to their father. She has yet to capture a Bernikesaurus for her own. Her younger sisters are twins and often annoy her so she spends much time away from home.

Likes: She enjoys the woods in which she grew up in. She enjoys colder weather, and especially the autumn season. She often sits in a tall tree and observes the wildlife around her. She enjoys hunting, and above all being alone.

Dislikes: She strongly dislikes hot or humid weather. She dislikes the pestering of other young women because she is boyish.

Hobbies: She really enjoys drawing the different animals and plants around her. She loves to find small pieces of wood and carve them. Her pendant is one of her own.

Love Life

Crush: Nyra doesnt have a crush because she doesnt like to be social.

Mate: Nope

Children: Definitely not

[leopia]

*flails around*
I've been tracking this species for a while now -- possible reserve!!

[ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ]

Your Username: LittleLynx
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Dino's Name: Okatah
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Dino's Gender: Female
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Your Rider's Name: Ash
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Your Rider's Gender: Female
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Your Rider's Tribe: Mat'onit
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Your Rider's Appearance: Ash has long, brown hair. She is 5ft 2" at the age of fourteen. She has chocolate brown eyes that match the color tone of her hair.
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Do you plan to train this dino? Yes, by writing
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Do you plan to RP this dino and rider pair? Sadly, no, because I'm not able to.
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How did it get the cloth wrapping and why? Ash saw Okatah and another berkesaurus fighting, and Okatah got wounded, blood coming out of her wound. Ash slowly approached the dino and wrapped the injured arm in a bandage. (More would be added if I win.)

[myth;]

Reserving. (:

[Sakhmet]

I love this one!!! I am definitely going to join.

[eleutheromania]

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N i g h t s t a r

Sparta
I chose this name for this dino because he looks like he has a lot of fight in him. To be he seems like one who will be strong headed and fight you for control every chance he can. He is strong like the Spartans in medieval times and has a will that can't really be broken in my opinion.
The bandage over his forearm is from the works of a native of the land. The dino was injured in which he was calm enough to allow a simple person to wrap the wound. Since then, the cloth has hung on his arm almost in save keeping, as if it were a reminder on the kindness of mankind itself.

Kalian Arymani

As the name suggests Kalian is a female. She is about seventeen years old.
Headstrong and bold describe the girl the best. She is often found testing her luck with things and trying to strengthen her skills and intelligence. She is very smart, being a quick thinker and good strategist. Kalian has a certain attitude about her than makes her come off as rude and highly ignorant but she is far from it. Though she jokes around here and there, this girl absolutely loves to be serious more than playing around. She focuses more on her life and making it better than trying to get others to help her. Her spirit is strong and pretty wild, she was considered as a wild child when she was little. She is skillful in her climbing though she doesn't brag along with her archery. Though Kalian isn't as skillful with her attempts to be silent and disappear within the forest of her homelands unnoticed, but everyone has their flaws.
Kalian is a tall teenager. Her height is close to six foot but not extremely tall. Her exact height is 5'8". She has dark brown hair that falls in waves down to her waist that is often put into a long braid to keep it out of her face. Here skin tone is on the tan side, with some scars here and there from a few unfortunate knife accidents when she was little. Her eyes are a deep emerald green, seeming the color of leaves but brighter. She seemed to be the forest itself, her appearance and all. Lively as she is, she doesn't wear anything bright, due to the fact it would make her stand out. She is usually having dark garments on to help her blend into the forest background of her tribe, a long bow, great for distance, always strung and ready to be used. A quiver of arrows take their position over her back and the arrows are feathered green at the ends.
Kalian is apart of the Mat'iri tribe, who reside in the woodlands of the north. She finds herself fitting and doesn't plan to end up in any other tribe if anything tragic were to happen.
Kalian's history isn't very interesting. She was born to a young family in her native tribe of Mat'iri and during a late august night. Her mother took great care of her while she was young and her father usually kept her from getting into too much trouble. Surprising, she turned out to be the exact opposite of her parents, seeming as they were usually the calm people of her tribe. It seemed as if she was raised by some rebellious youngster. Kalian was much of a tomboy and still is, her fascination in the world and the dinosaurs in which many in her tribe had tamed and trained to ride and fight on. She would often go into the woodlands and climb trees and watch the untrained dinos move across the area, daring enough to get close to one. Her first encounter with a dino wasn't very pleasant. She was roaming around when she spotted one and tried to sneak up on it. The large beast was very aggressive and had Kalian running through the trees and up a tree, like a bear cub. For some odd reason, she wasn't afraid but rather attempting to keep the dino around but that wouldn't work, she was too young after all. That same day, she was scolded for al the cuts and scraps she had managed to get into her clothing from having it snag on branches and thickets.

I plan to roleplay with her and this dino.