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Name:
Damon Raedeman
Gender:
Male
Age:
23
Species:
Human
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Class:
Adventurer, hunter,
horse and dog trainer
Abilities:
Archery, some knowledge of poisons,
knives, good at horseback riding
Sexuality:
Heterosexual
Likes:
Horses, dogs, hunting,
reading/learning about history
Dislikes:
Magic, magicians,
people who mistreat animals
Other:
Damon has a horse and two dogs that
he takes on hunts and explorations.
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Description:Damon stands at five feet and eight inches, easily recognizable by his pale skin and shoulder-length, vividly red hair. He often dresses in a simple green tunic, beige pants and a pair of black boots, with a knife or two hidden on his person. When leaving to hunt, Damon dons a dark green cloak and brings his bow and quiver, occasionally bringing a bottle or two of poison to dip his arrow heads in. His left arm has a very noticeable burn scar given to him by a magician.________________
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Personality:Damon is relatively quiet and reserved, occasionally preferring the company of animals over people. He has a rather strong interest in history. He can be both kind and cruel: his gentler side often shows around the animals he cares for, while his colder attitude comes around during his more unique 'hunts.' He can also be quite vengeful to those who wronged him.________________
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History:Damon had a rather uneventful childhood, where he spent most of his days assisting his father around their farm. However, when he was about twelve years old, his home caught fire, killing everyone save for himself and his father. He would later find that the fire was caused by a magician, leading to his dislike of magic in general. At fifteen, he took over his father's work for a short time before moving near the capital, establishing his own business. To most, he is a rather good horse and hound trainer, as well as a decent hunter. To a handful of others, though, he became a notable person to hire when a job needed to be done. He eventually began studying history and poisons mainly to further his usefulness and standing in the underground.________________
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Name:
Feileacan; Feil
Gender:
Female
Age:
60 years; Juvenile
Species:
Fire/Wind Dragon
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Class:
N/A
Abilities:
Fire-breath, fast and agile flying, minor fire magic
Sexuality:
Heterosexual
Likes:
Flying, having fun with friends, humans
Dislikes:
Unneeded fighting, conflict between humans and dragons, loneliness
Other:
N/A
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Description:Feileacan is a relatively small and slim dragon, especially for her age. Her wings are a little larger than those of most dragons her size, likely due to having some wind dragon ancestry. She has crystal blue eyes and pale golden scales that make blending in quite difficult. Her scales are hard enough to repel some basic weapons like arrows and spears, but she remains vulnerable to stronger and more advanced weapons. ________________
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Personality:Feil is generally cheerful and innocent, having not experienced much of the world's harshness before entering the trance. As friendly as she is, she dislikes being alone and often attempts to befriend almost anyone. With more curiosity than is probably healthy, she has a tendency to stick her nose where it doesn't belong.________________
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History:Feil's mother was a fire/wind dragon hybrid and her father was a fire dragon who she never met. She spent most of her life in the wilderness of Multenera, only encountering a human once in her life. The encounter happened when she was quite young, so she doesn't remember much of it aside from the human trying to calm his frightened horse. Having never had a bad experience, she remained more curious than wary, intending to investigate once she grew. Hearing about Hotei and his human rider excited her; it made her realize that peace was possible, though the excitement was soon replaced with disappointment and uncertainty. Soon after, she chose to enter a trance, sleeping in a cave on the volcanic island.________________
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