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| Zil'caron [Finished]; I just have to bring him here | |
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| Topic Started: Aug 31 2009, 12:39 AM (276 Views) | |
| Silvera | Aug 31 2009, 12:39 AM Post #1 |
Dragon of the masters
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Name: Zil'caron (Zil for Short) Dragon Type: Western European Age: 23 Gender: Male Clan: Not decided yet. Clan position desired: Scout or a Warrior once he finds a clan Desired Magic: Fire- 1 point: Mastered. His fire breath has been known to be among one of the hottest in existence. The reason for this is because of his complete mastery of his fire magic that allows him to focus the heat of the fire in the center of his breath causing it to become hotter as it gets farther away from him. The range of his breath however is only about sixty feet. He can also great different arts with fire such as orbs of fire or even shape it into different shapes depending on his mood. Earth- 1 point: Mastered. His earth magic is different from most. He can not control any part of the ground or create ground out of no where, but he can shift and control any living organism that grows from the ground. Trees, Fungi, shrubs, anything of that particular kingdoms. If it is not alive, he can not use his magic to do anything with it. This is however made up for by a very powerful acid that is Highly corrosive. His body is immune to this acid as it in itself produces it from the inside. This acid is strong enough to where it can eat through anything organic in minutes. Just as with his fire breath though, his range is limited, only capable of producing a sixty foot line of acid rather than the normal one hundred feet that most dragons are capable of firing their breath weapon. This acid also has a second characteristic of being highly flammable. With that being said, he can combine his acid breath with his fire breath to make it become like a sticky corrosive tar that sticks to whatever it hits. This breath weapon can burn though anything that is organic or rock based (this includes metals). When this is infused with his fire however, the range of the breath itself drops a fourth of its distance as the maximum range of this weapon is forty-five feet until the acid itself is incinerated. Lightning- 2 points: Semi-Mastered. Lighting is the last of his elements, and he has yet to completely master it. His control of the breath is relatively proficient, but he still lacks consistency in his control and focus as he is often times still left with a burn from where ever he shot lighting from, be it the palm of his hand, his maw, or anything of the like. Also unlike his acid, he is not immune to his own lightning. If it were to back fire, it would cause the same amount of injury to him as it would any dragon he had intended to use it on. This depending on the severity of the damage done to himself has been know to leave him flightless for a few days, or depending on the location of the impact or the burn from where the magic had originated, left him being unable to eat for a couple days. This nasty drawback nearly cost him his life about mid way through his training as one of his spells backfired in his maw and scorched the inside of his mouth to where he couldn't eat, or even move his jaw for couple of days, and the pain keeping him from eating for another couple days after that causing him to nearly starve to death. Appearance: The appearance of Zil'caron can be summed up into one word. Remarkable. He isn't very large, and as a matter of fact is quite small for his age coming in at only about ten feet tall, about four to five feet shorter that most other dragons his age. Because of this he is proportionally smaller as well only being about twenty one feet in length, and with about a one foot break in the seam of his back between wings his span reaches out to only a mere forty-three feet. His head is mostly triangular in shape with the area between his brows appears to others as a V shape from the way the skull has been formed providing the raised set of eyes that are located in the front of the skull evenly spaced in depth and height, and are separated by about four inches across the skull. His irises that are in set deep in the sockets are a pure gold in color with the occasional black minuscule lines running though it to add even more depth to his eyes.. His entire head in itself makes up for about a foot of his length from the back of the skull to the tip of his snout, the skin underneath his scales lays firmly against the muscles that power the ferocious jaws which are lined with forty-two ivory white teeth on the lower jaw, and forty-three teeth on the upper jaw filling in the gaps left by the bottom row of razors. The rest of his body is very slender with the girth around the widest portion of his neck being about five feet, and the girth around the widest part of his waste being only about eight and a half feet. The scales on his head, neck, and body were all a very glossy black that gleamed as black as a moonless midnight sky. The scales themselves looked as if they were made of slate, or a metal as they had a high resolution of shimmer in the scales. The key physical feature that he has though is that his scales hold not only one color, but two. Outlining every single scale on his body, are thin bands of metallic gold. His breast plate scales as well as the rest of the scales on his underside all take the revers of the coloration that was on his back as the main color of the scales are a metallic gold in color where the glossy black outlines each scale. On his back growing from the back of his head to the tip of his tail with progressing and regressing length, are a row of sharp retractable spines that he can raise when he is angered or he can lay flat on his back if in a good mood to prevent from accidentally harming another. His wings are set just behind the shoulders on his body. This makes him a bit quicker and a bit more agile in fights rather than being all speed and no control. His smaller body and his lightness because of it increases his speed alone as he does not have the resistance that most dragons would have. The flight arms of his wings consisted of several small, overlapping scales that protect his skin underneath just as they would on his body, and just like on his main body, the scales are a very glossy midnight black and are outlined in thin bands of metallic gold. His wings are a translucent black, and the veins of the wings just like the edges of his scales are also outlined in metallic gold. In the daylight he stands you vividly against the bright sun or the light of the day, however at night, he becomes nearly invisible. His talons just like his spines take on his metallic gold nature of color. Personality: Zil'caron is a born fighter. He has spent a vast majority of his life living alone. This was caused by a different chain in events where things had turned lest than to his liking so he had to keep moving. He eventually is looking to settle down somewhere that he would be accepted and would be willing to help almost anyone. though he is not quick to be so trusting or even nice for that matter. At first, he can come off as cold, or uncaring, and at the tart can be difficult to get along with. He never trusts anyone to closely as he has had several friends turn on him in the past when things didn't really go how they had planed and had either tried to kill him, or just left him be. Once he gets to know you however and feels relatively certain that you aren't going to betray him in the future, he opens up a lot to show his true personality. A kind dragon that cares about just about everything and is willing to put his life on the line for those that he holds close to him. As far as anyone else goes however, he could care less unless it was a friend of one of his friends. One of his major pet-peeves are hatchlings and young. He will attack anyone and everyone that he suspects is guilty of abusing young, and will do everything in his power to get the young out of that situation. A youngling even on his or her own in life stands a better chance of survival than one that continuously gets sliced open by one of it's parents. History: it was just over seventeen dragon years ago that Zil'caron hatching into this world out of a black egg that was lined with golden veins. The coloring of his egg was only exemplified once he had hatched when the colors of his egg had fused completely into his body giving him an appearance that most dragons had never seen. He was also the smallest out his clutch with his sister Shunaria being significantly larger than him. When he first hatched he wasn't even a foot tall, and it was worried about whether or not he would survive his first few years. Those worries were laid to rest though after a couple human years passed and he began learning how to do different things on his own. The basic inherent knowledge that all dragons know that was with inside him when he was ovulated, laid, and hatched began to show through at around the same time as his sister, but it was set in stone the fact that he would always be substantially smaller than most other dragons. It was predicted by an elder of his homeland that he wouldn't ever get any larger than maybe half-size for a normal dragon, and the cause of his deformity from birth was unknown as his mother was a healthy young black dragon named Xevicira, and his father was an exhilarating gold dragon named Melocnr, and was just as healthy. The only thing the elder could have thought was possible just an error in conception. He continued to grow though despite what was being said, even if it wasn't a lot, and by the age of five dragon years, it was apparent that he was going to remain smaller. He wasn't unhappy with this however. Instead he embraced it. The ability to hide in games were others wouldn't think to look because no one else would fit there. However this also got him left behind several time by his friends and after a while it started to take it's toll on him. His friends wouldn't let him join in any of the games any more because they would accuse him of leaving them on their own when he had done nothing of the short, but there was no way that he could convince them, and his mother and father had been getting rather emotional as of lately and were getting really close, but at the same time driving him away. After a while he felt like his size was starting to be come a nuisance because everyone would keep ignoring him or when they didn't ignore him they started making fun of him because of his size. This was starting to get to him more and more as every day passed and it continued to proceed the same way every day. This eventually lead Zil'caron into getting into a lot of fights, which towards the end had learned how to take down and beat opponents that were larger than him. Most of these fights however were often broke up before conclusion, as any fight involved two dragons could proved deadly to both combatants. He eventually started taking arcane lessons from the masters of the clan, and he found out that he had a natural ability for the element of fire, and it only took him about seventy-five human years to fully master the techniques. He also found that earth magic was relatively easy for him as well, though he was never able to completely master the art of creating or moving rocks or anything that wasn't alive. So instead of focusing on what he couldn't do, he stay on concept with what he could, and he mastered the Arcane Arts of the Organic. It was also around this time that he figured out that he had a second breath weapon. AS it had turned out, even though he was a much smaller dragon than that of most of the others, he had something that was rare amongst the race aside from his coloring. He had inherited the breath weapons of both of his parents. The distance of which he could use his weapons was much shorted than everyone else around him, but he had inherited his father's fire breath as well as his mother's breath of highly corrosive acid. He actually found this out on accident when he had caught a virus of some sort and was secreting an excess amount of Saliva and noticed that it had an unusual flavor, and when he locked below him, all the leaves and twigs around his body were disintegrating. His body however remained unscathed. He was intrigued by this occurrence and when he asked his elders about it, he was told that it was too dangerous of a weapon, and that he wasn't supposed to have had it. When his mother mentioned that it was her natural breath, the entire clan, except for her mate, and his father Melocnr turned on her and ran her out of the continent with Melocnr, and their two offspring following. Up to this point he had also been learning how to use and control the element of lightning, which of all the abilities he was trying to learn had proved to be the most difficult. He would practice this ability day after day after day trying to work on making it better using the methods that were originally told to him by his former instructor. He eventually got the hang of the magic that he had been told and had started experimenting with the lightning magic to create new techniques of his own. This process of experimentation however, nearly cost him life as his spells would often backfire and unlike his acid breath, his body was not immune to his lightning magic and he would often suffer many moderate injuries. One day however, one of his attempts to create and orb of lightning that could be shot from his maw backfired and exploded inside his jaws completely scorching the inside of his mouth with third degree burns. His mother healed as most as she could, but there was only so much that she could do being very limited in the healing magic of her own. He couldn't even move his mouth for a couple days and his mouth was too sore to eat anything for another few days after that. He was only nine dragon years old when this happened. A few years after that a different sensations of emotions started to over take him as he was moving into the adolescent stage for dragons and started feeling the effects of puberty. Most dragons in this stage would have had another growth spurt, but for him it was just like anything else, nothing more than another stage where nothing would happen. He eventually got tired of his parents being over protective of him because of his size and the fact that he hadn't hit a major growth spurt from puberty only growing to about ten feet which is the size that he stands at now. He couldn't really blame them, but he wanted to prove to them that he wasn't a weakling. He may not have been the biggest, but he was fast and he had skill in fighting things larger than himself from the fights that he had gotten into when he was younger. He started moving from land to land trying to fine a place where he would be accepted for who he was, but every time he about got settled in, the entire group would drive him away, either be becoming like his parents and getting completely overprotective of him because of his size, or becoming that the members of his homeland and banishing because of his acid breath. Every friend that he has ever made he had been forced to leave behind, or had willingly left him behind, and just once he was hoping to find a place to call home. However because of this, he is not trusting to anyone at first site. This is also because of his size. Any larger dragon could easily con you in as being a nice gentle dragon but moving in for the kill once you let your guard down and get in close to them Now, after several years of flying he has left his home continent and the many other lands that were amongst it and had made his way down here to a continent that was more than apparent held the life of dragons as dung piles could be seen from the ground from rogues that didn't care about anything but themselves, and also the scent of the dragon race was heavy here. The only question is, which type of dragons would this ones turn out to be. The over protective, the cruel and heartless, or the kind and supporting type that would welcome him openly and not be over protect him and judge him by his actions rather than by what powers he has. Picture: [click] Other: Anything else on your character Edited by Silvera, Aug 27 2010, 01:06 AM.
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| Deleted User | Aug 31 2009, 08:07 PM Post #2 |
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very well put together. I'm assuming that by "Not decided yet", you're saying that he's a loner, but is looking for a clan to join at some point, yes? Oh, he's accepted by the way. |
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| Silvera | Aug 31 2009, 08:16 PM Post #3 |
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Dragon of the masters
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yeah, that's pretty much it. |
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