ＲＥＶＯＬＵＴＩＯＮ . New and Accepting.

[Nightra]

Vulcan

Username : "Nightra"
Name : "Vulcan"
Age : "100 yrs"
Gender : "Male"
Description : "There before is a beast of sight. A dragon of massive size that is almost like a monster. He is pure muscle who can easily rip apart another dragon. His scales are a right to see, a gold and red combination. Red on top of his body and the bones with in his wings. While gold for his stomach and the webbing of his wings. He also has golden eyes."
Rider : "Wild"
Personality : "He cares little about this war and well just does not care. It is a war, so what. Actually part of him is glad it is happening. The King turned his focus from hunting dragons to the riders and so it made them more safe so to say. He tends to watch from a distance. He is curious a little about the humans but mostly he likes to just cause trouble. He loves having fun"
Other :"None"

[stripez]

Lea Carter

Username : Stripez
Name : Lea Carter
Nickname : None really, everyone just calls her Lea
Gender : Female
Age : 17, turning 18 this december
Rider, Slayer, or Soldier : Rider
Weapon : Bow and arrow
Dragon : valebat, Latin for adventure
Personality : Lea doesn't have much to her personality, only about two or three main things. She is very shy, she doesn't really speak much as she has a stutter and she doesn't want anyone knowing. She speaks to Valebat, though she can only tell what Lea is saying by the tone of her voice. She is also very adventurous, reason for why she named her dragon Valebat, and for the reason that she can speak English and Latin. She is always moving places and riding her dragon, she has never stayed in the same place for more than a week ever since she met Valebat. Though she is also very cautious when she knows that something bad is coming or someone is looking for her, good or bad its hard to make her come out from where she is hiding. However, she is very brave when she needs to be. She has never really had any friends or known anyone her whole life except for her dragon, reason for why she doesn't get into the village ever.
History : Ever since Lea was born, her parents were constantly fighting over useless things. My father had always told my mother to get out of his house, and when I was eight she actually did. She simply packed up her things and left, that was what lead to the drinking. Her father would constantly drink alcohol and would always be drunk. Because of that he would abuse and beat her. When she was twelve years old she climbed out of her bedroom window at night and ran away. That was when she met Valebat. She was sleeping in the woods when she heard something. Instinctively she got up and searched, she then had found the dragon in her temporary cave. She began riding the dragon a few weeks later and was an expert by when she was thirteen. Ever since then she has been with Valebat.
Family : She has none left, she heard the news that her father had died last year; her closest family is Valebat
Crush : None, she doesn't know anyone
Boyfriend / Girlfriend : Same as above
Other : Nope

Valebat

Username : Stripez
Name : Valebat
Age : Unknown, though she is full-grown
Gender : Female
Description : She is a smaller dragon compared to others, though because of this she is very fast. She has electric blue eyes and black scales with white speckles all over them. She has one horn right above her eyes and two horns at the end of her tail.
Rider : Lea Carter
Personality : Valebat is adventurous, hence the name. Much like Lea, she never stays in one place for a long period of time. She isn't easily scared by much, when people come to kill her she isn't bothered by it because she is small so she can fit through some places that dragons can't and she is very fast, and she blends in at night.
Other : Nope

[katsu,]

{{ Please go back over the rules @stripez. }}

[...Ever After]

(I love all the people joining this will be fun!)

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yep ^^

[Nightra]

((I hope it last this time))

[...Ever After]

(Ya me too)

[katsu,]

{{ Hey, the first one did last 239 pages. This one shall break that record!! We actually have ideas for this one!! Zero has missededed Cari, hehehe.

BUMP!! }}

[Ayashi]

{тнe 'Arrogant' oɴe}

❝I'll kill you with culture... and also violence.❞

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Tarn

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Male

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50,000 Bright circles 'seasons'

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The 'Leader'

вυιld ➸
Like most of his species his is build for speed, his long legs and wing span making one of the fastest dragons in the world. Build with musculature legs and a back and tail full of spikes to use at his disposal, Tarn is not one to anger. His next is not as long as most dragons, about 10ft, but then, when your build like a ill tempered porcupine, why do you need the length?

deѕcrιpтιoɴ ➸
Tarn has brown skin, a spiked tail, and bronze horns protruding from his head. He has yellow eyes with vertical pupils. His roar is a yowling, screeching scream, and his flame can reach to about fifty feet. While having a very far reaching flame the Horntails, is what the humans call his kind, breath can reach extremely high temperatures as it made a stone turn red hot in seconds. Being full grown Tarn is a whopping 50ft in length from head to the tip of his horned tail.

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With the life Tarn leads you can be he has scars. The most noticeable one is the one vertically across his left eye, a 'souvenir' from an unlucky human that wandered in his territory before he killed it.

ѕтreɴɢтнѕ ➸
[Persuasion] - [Fighter] - [Charm]

+Rather good at the arts of persuasion and manipulation. If he won't bother killing you, there's no doubt he'll try dragging you over to his side.

+Fighting. Tarn is a born fighter, capable of trading blows with the greatest and most legendary of foes... he prefers agility over brute strength, however.

+Voice. Despite his disposition and temper he has a voice that could melt butter. He often recites old folk lore to calm others that are important to him, though he often uses these words as a weapon to taunt others, cutting them down.

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[Extremely temperamental] - [ Stubborn] - [Jealous]

- Extremely temperamental and easy to anger. If someone says he's wrong then he'll fight to show that it IS.

- Stubborn. If he believes it happened that way, I assure you, to him, it did happen that way, and people who question that are usually never seen again...

- Jealous. Tarn has always been jealous the 'heros', and is quite envious. He's assured himself that he WILL be the important one.

- Cynical. Tarn has a quick and often deadly tongue. He's not above snaky remarks, be it personal or what not, and loves to ruffly people feathers.

perѕoɴαlιтy ➸
The acidic viciousness of it all dispels any illusions of grandeur and warmth. Like a cold, abyssal cave, the personality of Tarn is both frightening, mysterious, and yet so obviously apathetic and cruel. Arrogance and jealousy surround the dragon who terrifies both dragons and humans, Tarn comes off as extremely sadistic, sarcastic, and vicious. He's an amazingly clever person, and rather witty, though the wordplay is often at the expense of others if their name isn't glued with a human's scent.

Tarn's stubborn determination and badly concealed inferiority complex leave the one dent in his armor- he has an absolutely primal rage whenever somebody tries to act superior to him, or harm toughs important to the tom. He won't stand for such a thing... never will he allow anybody to be better than him in any shape or form. Whether he must kill them, burn them, or tear them to shreds, they will never climb higher than him on the various ladders in life.

Pessimistic about the future and attempting to do everything in his power to assure that the future that he has envisioned is executed, he exerts his cut-throat aura on all those who dare to try to venture towards him. Tarn would seem to be the silent type, ignoring all attempts of friendly contact... however, Tarn isn't satisfied with merely giving one the cold shoulder. No. He'll put them into their place if he has anything to do with it, degradation being one of his many skills. Manipulative to the extreme, Tarn is willing to step on the backs of many, forcing them to their knees so he may clear the pathway to his own salvation for he and his small family.

Now, with such an emphasis on revenge, you would assume that Tarn wishes to seek out humans and such and slit their throats. No... perhaps a choice few would be murdered, but the 'turncoat' Tarn is not as cliche and evil as some beings would hope. No- Tarn is well-set in his right mind. Though like I said before he has his soft spots, though he tries to cover them up with harsh words, though his actions speak louder. When not attempting to murder, destroy, or manipulate, or if forced into a social situation, Tarn also comes off as rather serious, and extremely full of himself. However, he's been proven to not snap at every single thing- after all, he has his 'pack' to look after.

нιѕтory ➸
Tarn has a typical dragon history. Having lived with his 'family' till he was of close to age to fly, until a group of 'knights' came and killed his mother. He stayed with his mother body until the smell of the dead corpse began attracting bigger predators, such as an aging male dragon, who try to make him lunch on top of it. Running away just before he became a snack, Tarn got an impromptu lesson in flying, having fallen right off a cliff in order to escape.

Wandering from territory to territory, surviving in any means he could, stealing sheep and livestock from farmlands, killing humans that traveled in wagons for their food, and many times scavenging from kills or beaches. Several years passes, and it was one misty morning during a hunt in the alphas, that he was young adult. Claiming the remote mountain as his own with several 'neighbors' Tarn lived on the mountain for a few season until the drought hit, lakes and rivers becoming bone dry, taking many of prey with it. Humans slow encroachment did not help, digging up the mountain for iron and precious metals. Despite killing off groups of humans many times they just keep coming back, and with more numbers, more weapons, and more traps.

Finally, it became to much. So now Tarn wanders once again, flying from oceans to mountains, to deserts, looking for a new home.

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Mother - Riverflow
Father - Stormcaller
Older sister - Specular
Second older sister - Shadow

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No, Tarn has never had a mate, despite being a full grown male. Not many females find his temper, eh appealing.


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Theme OST ➸
Shawn McPherson-Cerberus Battle

➸ Agrona Hedwig ➸


➸ The 'Knight' ➸

{... a man without fear cannot be wise.}

It twas my late father that named me. "You will need a strong name" He told me when I was just a babe, barely able to walk, "yes, a strong name for you will become a strong warrior." My father sat me upon his lap while he mused for a name. Finally he had it. Smiling down at me with his aging face he announced proudly, "Your name will be Agrona, which means 'Goddess of strife and slaughter', for you will indeed grow in a Goddess, a Goddess of dragon killers." Our family name 'Hedwig', means 'Hidden weapon'. I shall become Nineteen this coming winter, I am obviously of the female sex.

Agrona's 'knight' outfits consist of a long deep blue dress with white lace adorning the bottom. A slit in the middle of front going down is also white. Yellow markings on the upper sleeves of her dress are her 'clans' symbol, which is a shaped as a rectangle with a triangle on top, and a cross between a sword and a cross in the middle, with the same blue as her dress in the the background. Armour plating protects this young warrior from most dragon's flames and acid, which are placed on the sides of her legs, feet, chest, hands, and arms, reaching up to her elbow. Agrona has blonde hair that is usually tied back by a blue ribbon which was once her mothers. She inherited her sea green eyes from her father. Her sword is called 'Mordred', an heirloom from her late mother, which has been passed down the female line of Hedwigs. When she is not slaying dragons Argona wears a elegant red dress with white lace.

Agrona's family comes from a long and documented line of Dragon slayers. For eons this has been her family's' 'trade', killing monsters from the skies and deep oceans when they begin to pillage and steal from humans. Agrona herself was born into a time of chaos and war that began with the demise of the powerful empire. Then the dragon raids began shortly afterwards, killing her mother and several other members of her family. Left with only her family and his remaining brothers, they raised Agrona to be a slayer just like them.

For years the blonde learned the ways of Knighthood, practicing night and day to perfect her swordsmanship. Even though she has been raised as a 'tomboy', Agrona was taught to be a lady from her remaining aunts and grandmothers, learning to read, sew, and cook, as any well manner lady of a high standing clan should.

When Agrona became twelve she slew her first dragon. She and her family were called up to a mountain top were they invaded a nest. The dragons themselves was a strange one, a fledgling that ran up to 'greet' them as they stormed the cave, while the older ones and their older fledgling flew off, Agrona was confused by these actions, but she carried out her duty and slaughtered the confused dragon, staining her blade with it's first kill.

Since that time, Agrona has become a top dragon killer. She now travels from town to town, city to city, etc, looking for dragons blood to stain her sword.

Agrona is a strong-willed young woman who always speaks resolutely. She is courageous, determined, and set on finding her place in the world. She constantly insists that she is a knight first and that her gender is of little importance to her. She is resolute in following her own morals regardless of more viable tactics being available should she consider them to be underhanded, leading to conflicts with others over the strategy within taming the dragons and battles. While becoming riders and helping their dragons is of the utmost importance, rejecting her chivalry is something that she will not do under normal circumstance even if it should put her at a disadvantage.

Agrona is unwilling to show emotions, as she has suppressed them so strongly and views herself as a knight foremost. Even though she attempts to hide them, her insecurities become more and more apparent, and she later begins to open up more and show her emotions more easily. Agrona is loyal, independent, and reserved; she appears cold, but is actually suppressing her emotions to focus on her goals. She is shown to have a humongous appetite, finishing large servings of rice within one minute. Agrona may not look it, but she is a bit of a foodie, meaning, that she likes to eat great food, her favorite being beef stew with lots of rice.

"I have not time for such trivial manner as the hunt for 'your true love', I am a Knight first, a slayer second, and a woman last. I must protect those from dangers of monsters that exist in this world."

Likes :: Eating hearty meals, sword play, the trill of fighting, secretly good in all kinds of gambling, traveling, helping others in need, and the sound of waves on the beach.

Dislikes :: Bad food, people poking their nose wear they do not belong, bad grammar and manners, meaningless slaughter, being called 'Aragorn' by mistake, asking for help, and the smell of burning flesh.

Theme OST :: Woodkid-Iron

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