Post by Dryrah on Dec 2, 2007 16:28:57 GMT -5
GENERAL
Birth Name: Dryrah Chardor Blackthroat
Race: Dragon
Age: 2480
Gender: Female
Occupation: Being a dragon
Birthplace: Deep in the mountains of Syran at the beginnings of the world
Current Location: Syran
Weapon: She is a dragon! Fire, claws, tail, magic
Other Items Owned: Masses of treasure
BACKGROUND
Personality: Fierce and proud, Dryrah is a born leader. She rules over the remaining eleven dragons, and can be highly diplomatic if necessary. Her wisdom is infinite, though she has little patience for those who do not appreciate it. When angered she will hold a grudge for centuries, but she is generally patient and not easily angered. Her battle skills are legendary, and she can fight for weeks on end.
Detailed History:
The last of the dragon lords, Dryrah lives a solitary life, the only communication being between her and her kin, the remaining twelve. After the defeat of Gaelin, Dryrah and the other eight lords settled in the mountains, never to help the humans again due to their ingratefulness. The other eight slowly died off, either from injuries sustained or from old age. The youngest of the nine, and also a female, Dryrah outlived them, for males have shorter lifespans in the dragon race. She contined to explore the mountains, expanding the catacombs of caves and amassing vast stores of treasure. Slowly the dragon breed began to die out, for many of the males died. She took up the raising and training of the hatchlings, of which only eleven remain.
Every day she patrolls the lands tirelessly, sometimes bringing the hatchlings with her. Though they are now hundreds of years old, Dryrah still affectionately refers to the younger dragons as 'hatchlings'. She trusts no one that is not a dragon, and will slay any who cross her. Being a master, she can change her size at will and uses that to explore the world without being noticed. She knows that few remember or believe the existence of dragons, and she would prefer it be kept that way. It is rumored among the hatchlings that she, in fact, may have helped erase the memory of dragons. She is a leader and a hard trainer, for she runs the eleven through vigorous fighting routines every day to increase their prowess and skill.
Fears: Having experienced so much, Dryrah is not truly scared of anything
Strengths: Fighting, knowledge, stealth, and leadership
Weaknesses: Possibly the only one who could defeat her would be Gaelin
Likes: Treasure, fighting, fire, caves, secrecy, solitude, anything that will increase her already vast intelligence.
Dislikes: Stupidity, cowards, being bothered, humans
APPEARANCE
Appearance: At her largest, Dryrah measures 150 feet from the tip of her nose to the end of her long tail and her wingspan is almost two hundred feet long. Her scales are ebony, darker than the night sky and harder than diamonds. Her claws, underbelly, and wings are a dark silver, and her wise eyes are a deep gold. Her teeth are ivory white, the largest of them a yard long and every one razor sharp.
Anthrozil form: In human form, Dryrah is a small, sinewy female of about twenty eight. Her hair is long, straight, and jet black, falling to her waist. Her skin is a pale with a silvery sheen. Her clothes are black and nondescript, melding to her slender frame. However, she retains her golden eyes.
Build: Though a powerful dragon, there is still a femininity about her. Dryrah ripples with thick muscle, but her outline is slender and sinewy. Her wings are broad and long, powering her effortlessly over the mountains and plains.
Marks/Scars: There are no distinguishing marks on her, for when a dragon gets injured or cut, the scar will go away with each shedding.
Birth Name: Dryrah Chardor Blackthroat
Race: Dragon
Age: 2480
Gender: Female
Occupation: Being a dragon
Birthplace: Deep in the mountains of Syran at the beginnings of the world
Current Location: Syran
Weapon: She is a dragon! Fire, claws, tail, magic
Other Items Owned: Masses of treasure
BACKGROUND
Personality: Fierce and proud, Dryrah is a born leader. She rules over the remaining eleven dragons, and can be highly diplomatic if necessary. Her wisdom is infinite, though she has little patience for those who do not appreciate it. When angered she will hold a grudge for centuries, but she is generally patient and not easily angered. Her battle skills are legendary, and she can fight for weeks on end.
Detailed History:
The last of the dragon lords, Dryrah lives a solitary life, the only communication being between her and her kin, the remaining twelve. After the defeat of Gaelin, Dryrah and the other eight lords settled in the mountains, never to help the humans again due to their ingratefulness. The other eight slowly died off, either from injuries sustained or from old age. The youngest of the nine, and also a female, Dryrah outlived them, for males have shorter lifespans in the dragon race. She contined to explore the mountains, expanding the catacombs of caves and amassing vast stores of treasure. Slowly the dragon breed began to die out, for many of the males died. She took up the raising and training of the hatchlings, of which only eleven remain.
Every day she patrolls the lands tirelessly, sometimes bringing the hatchlings with her. Though they are now hundreds of years old, Dryrah still affectionately refers to the younger dragons as 'hatchlings'. She trusts no one that is not a dragon, and will slay any who cross her. Being a master, she can change her size at will and uses that to explore the world without being noticed. She knows that few remember or believe the existence of dragons, and she would prefer it be kept that way. It is rumored among the hatchlings that she, in fact, may have helped erase the memory of dragons. She is a leader and a hard trainer, for she runs the eleven through vigorous fighting routines every day to increase their prowess and skill.
Fears: Having experienced so much, Dryrah is not truly scared of anything
Strengths: Fighting, knowledge, stealth, and leadership
Weaknesses: Possibly the only one who could defeat her would be Gaelin
Likes: Treasure, fighting, fire, caves, secrecy, solitude, anything that will increase her already vast intelligence.
Dislikes: Stupidity, cowards, being bothered, humans
APPEARANCE
Appearance: At her largest, Dryrah measures 150 feet from the tip of her nose to the end of her long tail and her wingspan is almost two hundred feet long. Her scales are ebony, darker than the night sky and harder than diamonds. Her claws, underbelly, and wings are a dark silver, and her wise eyes are a deep gold. Her teeth are ivory white, the largest of them a yard long and every one razor sharp.
Anthrozil form: In human form, Dryrah is a small, sinewy female of about twenty eight. Her hair is long, straight, and jet black, falling to her waist. Her skin is a pale with a silvery sheen. Her clothes are black and nondescript, melding to her slender frame. However, she retains her golden eyes.
Build: Though a powerful dragon, there is still a femininity about her. Dryrah ripples with thick muscle, but her outline is slender and sinewy. Her wings are broad and long, powering her effortlessly over the mountains and plains.
Marks/Scars: There are no distinguishing marks on her, for when a dragon gets injured or cut, the scar will go away with each shedding.
