Username: Shadownima
Pseudo's name: Damon
Cavern HomeDamon popped his scaly butt on the ground and gave a loud hiss, as any pseudo could hiss. His dark scales gleamed in the moonlight filtering through the tiny cave entrance. The moonlight bounced off his brilliant scales, wet from fishing, and danced across the walls, spots of light, like fireflies, making dizzying patterns on the wall. Damon sighed, shook off the last of the water and walked farther into the shadows of his cave.
Damon passed like a shadow through the small crack at the back of the cave he had dried off in. The last of the light that had managed to squeeze through the crack died away as Damon continued down the tunnel. The gray rock and stone around him began so even out and became as smooth as glass under his claws, all of the surrounding rock had become obsidian stone of the darkest kind. He turned and twisted down the mountain tunnels, a dragon could get lost in here if he was not careful, but Demon knew the way, even in the dark silence the enveloped him.
When he was younger the darkness had scared him, terrified him even. Now the dark and calm of the tunnels was a warm welcome. How many times had he passed down these tunnels to his lair? Demon had stopped counting long ago and now simple accepted the quite of the dark walls, the silence of the wind and the peace that it brought to him. Demon was no longer afraid of these shadows, the dark that had protected him for so long.
Damon followed his tunnels with uncanny easy, and eventually, faint traces of light began to appear in the caves, gradually, slowly, getting stronger. In the last bend, right before he got into his inner sanctum light filled the tunnel. Hues of blue and purples, pale tints of green that opened and shown like a welcome mat. Damon turned through the last twist of the tunnel that opened up into his home.
The small crevasse Damon crawled through opened up into a vast cavern. The void had been formed years ago by and earthquake, ripping a hollow in the ground. The river above now fell and rolled out into a waterfall into the cave, it had formed a river around an island. Damon made his way down a stone stairway to a bridge. The bridge was made of stone rocks joined together by natural root bridges that grew from an enormous tree on the island. Damon had no problem crossing, making his way slowly and calmly over the roots and to the island.
The cavern was light by the hanging chains of glow worms, and by the moonlight that made its way down with the water. The light reelected off of the calmest parts of the pools and filled the room with a natural blue glow. The walls were dark obsidian with streams of silver running through them the blue light reflected and flowed from the sliver streams. How beautiful the cavern might have been to outsiders, but to Damon, though he love the majesty of his home, the sight of such beauty passed over him and the wonder of it faded long ago.
The island was a beautiful sight for any eyes to see. The stones had been carved out into homes and the tree itself full of windows and balconies. All the houses were darkened and empty. They always had been, as far back as Damon could remember. All the tiny buildings, void of any living beings and most falling apart into a ruin, not a crack of light escaped the dark hollows of the buildings.
Damon had lived here for as far back as he knew, he could not recall his early years, his childhood had been a blur and painful. He did not want to remember anything from then. Even think about his childhood, his home his family filled him with an unexplainable sorrow. Damon did not dwell on such things. If there were ever a true need for him to remember he would, and he would fight through the pain d grief if it was needed. But for now, Damon retired into the living castle built I within the tree, to a room far up high where the moon reflected from the waterfall on to his crystal bed.
This Forgotten city was his home and Damon’s alone. 
Positives:
Damon is a good guy deep down. He comes
off with a bad boy attitude and indifference
in most matters and people he doesn’t know
or care to know. Damon bares no hatred
though and has a deep respect for people
and their ways of life. Damon just wants to
come off as a cool chill guy out to better
himself and prove that he has something to give.
Damon is a loyal guy and you can count on him
to the bitter end. He is loyal beyond all
reasoning to his friends and allies, almost to a
fault. When his friends start to fight he is the first
one they look to for support. The stoic pseudo
will step out and let his friends settle their
differences. Damon will stick his neck out for
the other guys though and do what is right in the
end. Damon believes that there is a little good in
everybody, not that it can overpower a corrupt
mind and heart but, but one person cannot be
all bad all the time.
Negatives:
Damon has spent most of his years on his own
and his very distrusting of others. He finds
that enemies lurk around every corner for him.
It is very hard to get Damon on your side and be
friends with this guy. He is guarded about his
personal life and doesn’t like to share his past
thoughts or feeling with others.
Damon is very arrogant and doesn’t always think
before he speaks. He has a habit of saying what
he thinks without considering the consequences.
Demon is overconfident in himself and believes
that he is unstoppable, at least to anyone his size.
Damon can be a bit rash and hasty in his judgments
and often gets into trouble for it.
Lucky for this guy he can get out of a tight spot.
Hobbies
Fishing
Exploring outer tunnels and cave
Sneaking up on the unexpected
Likes
Exploring new places
Being right
pretending to be a king
dislikes
getting lost especially in familiar caves
being corrected
Guilty pleasure:
Damon like to sit on the castle throne.
In love?
Damon has not had romantic relations with another pseudo,
not that he has not tried. He is looking for a strong partner
that can keep up with his spirit and of course, he needs someone
he can trust with all of his heart.
Dreams and Fears.
Damon dream is to rebuild his city and figure out his past. He
doesn’t remember a whole lot and hat he dose remember is not
pleasant. He fears that he will never find out what happened to
his home and why he ended up alone. Damon greatest fear is to
lose a friend because he did not act soon enough.
Courteous: Generally
Risk-Taking: Often
Ambitious: Very Ambitious
Curious: Often
Self-Controlled: Sometimes
Nurturing: Occasionally
Trusting: Never
Honest: Almost always
Loyal: Always
Affectionate: Often
Romantic: Generally
Flirty: Never
Sympathetic: sometimes
Altruistic: Often
Optimistic: Never
Observant: Usually
Logical: Mostly
Social: Very solitary
Emotions: Sometimes
Motivation:Damon in motivated to find out what happened to him
and why he woke up all alone in this abandons place.
He spends most of his free time keeping the castle and
surrounding city in repair, though over the years it has
become a lot for one little pseudo to handle.He hope that one
day he can convince his kin to return to the city and rebuild it.
Song:I TriedGuts Damon, behind the name:
Damon was a figure form a minor story in Greek legend. Damon took to place of his friend in prison until he came back. The king had scoffed at such a foolish act and said that Damon would die in his friend’s place. Damon friend returned and the king, so shocked at the loyalty between to, pardoned them.
Damon is a fitting name for this fellow, dark is his color but his heart is pure.
A little History:
Damon woke up alone in his city when he was very young. Damon had no recollection of his life from any moment before his awakening. Not understanding why Damon became an angry youth, he locked himself away in the city and did not leave. There were plenty of small fish in the pools and nothing to attack him. Damon studied in the kingdoms murals and writings.
Damon was afraid he was forgotten, left to age and die alone in this city. Damon did not have anyone to talk to and lived most of his life in silence. Occasionally something would fall through the upper cave opening, but there never stayed long. The only thing he was able to talk with were mice and bugs that made the tunnels their home. Bugs never had much to say.
Damon eventually decided that he could not have been left in such a matter and a kingdom so great would not have been abandon so easily, Damon set out with maps and began to explore the tunnels.
by Valesfer » Sat May 17, 2014 6:25 am 
