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| Topic Started: Apr 3 2010, 01:21 AM (262 Views) | |
| Sangyne | Apr 3 2010, 01:21 AM Post #1 |
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Name- Reklieve Ryven Dragon Type- Western Style {European, four legs, two wings, breathes fire.} Age- Due to Rebirth, she is a mere 18 years of age. Gender- Female Clan-Furick Clan position desired- Member Height- 23 feet Length- 46 feet Wingspan- 92 feet Desired Magic- Fire- weak {Her fire may take a blue shade to it, or a red} Darkness- Mastered Earth- Very Strong Appearance- Reklieve is a deep shade of ebony black. A highlight of deep red runs through her scales as light shines down on her body, her neck thick and strong, her tail likewise. Her head is racked with at least four strong sturdy horns, each one straight against her head, two on the top and two on her lower jaw. Along the bottom of her jaw on both sides is a series of smaller horns that lead up to the main horn on the bottom jaw. Her jaws are full of sharp white teeth, the gums a deadly shade of deep blue. Her tongue is a dark red, her jaws drip with blood from her gums. Her nostrils are set on the tip and sides of her muzzle, resting there and billowing smoke when she is agitated. A row of spikes start small at her eye ridge, running down her spine they grow larger till they reach her hips {Where they get smaller}. Running down her tail is smaller Spikes sitting on the top part of her tail, attached to her spinal cord {As all her spikes are}. Her Horns and spikes are all a deep black, the same shade as her scales, but instead of highlighted in a red, they are highlighted with a deep green. Reklieve's eyes are a bright blue, they imitate the water reflecting in the bottom of a filled pooled {The bottom being, of course, blue}. A single slit rests as her pupil, able to narrow and widen on her will, darker blue specs rest in the eye, around the edges of her eyes and grow smaller as they get further back at the edges of the eye ball. Around her eyes are the only markings on her body, small dots, all the same size, that rest near the bottom of her, three right below, and branch off steadily in the same distances to the bottom of her upper jaw, Her snout being long {but not ridiculously long!}. Reklieve's paws are Plantigrade style in the front, but a digitigrade like style in the back. Meaning that her front paws are planted firmly on the ground while with her back paws, she stands on her toes. Her front paws have five toes, her back having four. All of her paws have a retractable claw that when it is in use, will click on the floor or other surface louder than others. Her claws mimic her scales. Reklieve's tail is, as said, not highly decorated with spikes, there are no spikes at the very end of her tail. Instead, there are fins at the end, these fins are to help her in flight. Made of strong sturdy flesh, the bones in the fins are as well, number to four five bones, the middle being the largest, the fins are on both sides of the tail and can open and close on her will, lying flat along the side of her tail, seemingly not there unless you walk up to her and touch the fin. At the base of her tail, right behind the hips, is another set of fins, these as well being a set of five and mimic the same as the other set on the end of her tail, but fold towards the bottom of her tail instead of toward her muzzle. The Third set of fins, rests right under her two wings and are like the others, five bones and the middle longest. This set is found right beneath the wings, before the hips and hind legs. These fold toward her hips however. Her last set, are her wings. Her wings have three joints in the main bone, the first being the set that bends first {as all traditional Western Dragons have}, the second being at her wing 'fingers' which have claws attached, and the third being the first of her wing bones. There are a total of five wing bones in her wing membrane, counting the farthest outside one. Her wings are a dark shade of ebony, the bottom of them highlight a very dark and seemingly unnoticeable Sanguinary red. Her wings are of leather, not feathers. Deep under Reklieve's flesh are small tendrils of what seems to be moving wires, these cannot be seen though, but if she is hurt or heavily asleep, and you manage to touch her scales and flesh, you can feel them move inside of her. Their purpose is simply to be their and are a result of her past experience with a very vicious virus. On Reklieve's chest is what seems to be part of an orb, but in reality it is a full orb, and the Wires as well help hold up the orbs in her chest, but it is cradled by bones and held tightly together by flesh. This orb normally stays a very bright blue, like her eyes, but may change to red depending on the circumstances of her rage. The only lasting effects of the Virus that has caused her so much agony, is the look upon her and her mentality. There are no true physical things different but the way she looks. {only in Vryll is their a power change. NOT here.} Personality- Reklieve is not a very typical dragon. She is ruthless, in many ways more than one, and her history is riddled with murder, deception, agony, loss, and very little love towards her. Reklieve is not a toy, she is far from being even close to Docile and is Volatile in every aspect of her being. Her history, while odd, makes her edgy, she speaks little of the things that happened upon that day of her death{ or rather deaths} and she refuses to ever speak the names of her other 'Comrades' known as the Five Blood Titans, only Three being the strongest of them. She holds grudges and getting her to let go of a victim is useless and it would always be better to just shoot yourself in the head then think of her ever doing so. Love is one of the very few emotions she never feels, when she does, she holds it tight, till it dies. She needs it, but at the same time, her fashionable way of life allows her to go without for periods of time. Reklieve is always vigilant, very rarely does she allow anyone close to her heart or mind. Her secrets are hers, and the Trinity Secret, the one between her and the other Two of Three Major Titans, has always been something she refuses to tell. Reklieve's killing style is awfully oddly odd for a dragon. Most dragons prefer to use their magic and fire, Wings, Ariel tactics, and other things such as claw and tooth. Reklieve however, is nimble, she is able to use her entire body in order to kill or protect herself. She can easily pull her own weight, and almost double it, over her and slam the victim into the ground. She has no mercy for the wicked and innocent or not, she will decide her own choosing of which path to take: Kill it. Or Let it live. Reklieve has been betrayed too often to let a Petty fool or foolish act come across her again. She refuses to die again. She refuses to be dragged down. Finally, she has said, Enough. History- {Well...Here goes! ^^} A long time ago, Vryllnithia was born. Many beliveing it was Sangyne Annevile and she alone who created Vryllnithia, but in truth, and she will admit to it every day, but Reklieve prefers it to stay silent, that Sangyne did not do it alone. Reklieve helped Sangyne in the creation of Vryllnithia. It was supposed to be a wonderful 'utopia' the perfect home for both Dragons and the humanoids alike. However, Reklieve and Sangyne were not alone. No one knows why, but Satherone was as well a titan, and Vectym was not {Satherone and Vectym being the Brother and Sister to Sangyne}. Reklieve was deemed a titan by the help of Sangyne. Satherone by birth, Vectym, was not even one. {The other two are Azerbeyne and another not yet created Dragon}. The Titans were supposed to keep the peace, but that never lasts. Satherone grew jealouse of her sister's strength and power, Grew anger toward Reklieve who had never trusted Satherone. Satherone grew restless as each day, the humans and the demons, the foresaken, the different breeds of dragon, all turned against each other. Her own rider snapping with the rest. {Reklieve has one rider, he is frozen in ice as of now}. Satherone took a stand, challenging Sangyne for the mantle {Basically Sangyne's strength and power which she shared with Reklieve}. Sangyne had no choice but to accept it due to the slaughter's Creed. Satherone stripped her Sister of her half of the mantle with treachery. Reklieve would not stand for it and twisted the mind of Satherone's rider, making him go mad and lose his sense. He went against Satherone, trapping her and the now shot down Sangyne and her rider, Zrykn'ne {Zrykn'ne is male}. Sangyne watched in furry and horror as she could not do anything but watch as Satherone's rider slowly killed Zrykn'ne. Torturing him for information that he would not give. Reklieve felt horror for what she had done to Sangyne as Sangyne watched Zrykn'ne finally die, but she could do nothing {Sangyne forgave her}. Satherone finally saw what she had started, seeing no way out, she looked to her rider and she ended it with simple Clamp of her jaws on his useless body, but not before watching Sangyne die for the first time {Sangyne has fallen at least two times}. Reklieve came from the sanctuary, Emberyce Temple, she watched as Satherone killed off the Sylithean leader, Alecay and Sindragna. Then, she faced her off on her own. Satherone defeated Reklieve in trickery, using Reklieve's own loss to win over her. Reklieve fell and was locked into a tomb underwater... Where she awaited her awakening with the blood shed of a dragon that would match her blood scale {No titan has been known to die fully, but on Reklieve's arrival to Selzar her 'immortality' failed away and she became mortal}. {Now for the fun part, enjoy a little RP style Story ;}} The Right Judge, Judged Wrong. Wake up boy, It is not your time! The voice screamed in his head and he jerked his eyes open, he could breathe! He was not dead! but part of him.. Part of him was.. A name escaped his lips, "Marcus..." His muscles tensed and he nearly screamed, Marcus.. Was he gone? Could it be? Was his brother dead? He got to his feet, looking to Sethla, her white scales glittering as blood, her own blood, stained them, "NO!" He screamed and he ran to her, seeing Averstryde tower over him, her jaws bleeding out Sethla's blood, "You BITCH!" He screamed and he nearly rushed at her, a death sentence, suicide, but someone grabbed his arm and pulled him gently back, "Shh... " the voice said, female and James suddenly froze.. "Mother...?" He whispered and the woman spoke only three words in German: "Ich Liebe du." James looked at her, "You are back?" She nodded with a smile and he nearly broke down, but his eyes jerked to Sethla who took her chance and lashed out towards Averstryde, taken off gaurd, Sethla threw her across the room of Sanctuary. Arek's laughter came, "Aww, how sweet! A family reunion! I was never much in for them, but oh James.. Would you not like to see the very factor and destruction? The very last stand, killed by Satherone, the thing that died with Vryll that fatal day! the last thing we all knew as she died!" "What are you talking about?!" James spat. "Now, now, watch your tone... She doesn't take kindly to it." Arek's smile vanished, "I told you boy.. There is much more to this virus then you think. It may like your blood, Azerbeyne's too, but its going to love hers.." "Who's?" James growled, his question locked in his throat as his eye swam with the sanguinary red, the virus curropting his body, "Answer me Arek!" "Actions.. Speak louder than words. Azerbeyne is dead. She is the key!" James jerked his eyes to Azerbeyne, her dead form bleeding out, "What have you done to her?" "No need to worry about her! Your trouble have just began!" Razen, James' mother, moved to help Sethla, letting James on his own and to face his own battle. He snarled, taking a step forward and Arek clicked his tongue, "Nu-uh-uh! You don't want to do that!" "And why not?" "You will see!" --- Deep in the seas of Vryllnithia, hidden so far down, the water began to froth as something moved, the sand in the bottom shifting and falling in on itself, breaking, falling into an abyss that began to crack open from it, something snarled, bubbles rising up from the abyss as it breathed out. Its claws digging into the falling and shifting sand, its wings jerking open in the water and slamming downward toward it's sides as it forced itself upward, legs kicking in the water, it went upward and then broke the surface, jerking free, its jaws open to their full expansion, a roar filling it throat as it shattered the sound barrier. Diving back down into the water, a massive wave jerking free and slamming into the shores around Emberyce, James jerked his eyes towards it, seeing the creature go under, but not catching a good glimpse of it. He saw spikes rise up in the water, close together and going back under as it dived downward. Its tail went upward and then slipped into the water, ripples growing larger from the point, like throwing a pebble in the water. James looked to Arek, "What are you doing?" "Meet Sangyne's Friend, Reklieve Ryven!" Arek smiled, laughter in his throat as The massive beast jerked out of the water, lunging to the temple, its claws sunk in, the massive hole in the center enough for it to be seen. Thunder boomed and the clouds grew dark, rain fell as well as large splotches of water from the Dragon's scales. Her eyes clouded with hate. She cracked her jaws open, jerking her head back, she screamed and lightning flared, showing on her deep ebony scales, hilighting them a sanguinary red. Her tail lashed, curling around the temple's side and James saw she had small spikes on the tail, a fin slightly open, reminding him of Azerbeyne's own Wing structure.. Reklieve was of Avyrisian blood. Reklieve snarled, looking down at the group through the whole, she jerked her eyes to Arek who smiled, "Kill him." Her response.. However... Foolish, fetid human! You dare to tell me what I should and what I will do? I will kill you where you stand, I will not kill him. I will kill you. A Titan need not to listen to a fetid wyrm as you! The likes of you are what make me want to wretch! I care not for your kind... You trapped my dear rider. I will kill you, your blood will fill my throat, but it will never sedate my rage for what you have done. Vryllnithia has seen its final day of darkness. Your death will bring forth the light. Arek narrowed his eyes and answered, "Really? Where were you when Vryllnithia needed you? Take in the virus, Reklieve.. Feel the pain of Vryllnithia!" Averstryde snarled, taking in her own stride, she leapt into the air as Reklieve jumped down, Slamming into her chest, trying to get a grip on Reklieve, so as to infect her, the two fell into the floor, dist rising as they struggled, wrestling against each other. Reklieve screamed and dragged Averstryde down, James backed off, too close to the fight. Averstryde snarled and arched her neck back, she needed a good grip, she could not get it. Rage filled her with the fact that she could. Making her reckless. Reklieve snarled, parting her jaws, she screamed and wrapped her tail around Averstryde's waist, jaws clamping down on Averstryde's throat, she rolled over, slamming Averstryde into the floors and knocking her down. Hissing she let go and slammed her wings open with a thunderous deafening, BOOM! She arched her spine, tail whipping around her side, she opened her jaws to their full expansion, rising on her hind legs, she slammed back down to the floor and a loud bellow, rising in pitch and octive to a scream shattered through her throat, escaping her maw. Lightning flared and thunder rolled with the screamed and the rain feel only more. Averstryde growled, her eyes flooding red, she got up and stalked slightly closer, she was intent on taking Reklieve down.. Reklieve snarled and hissed, her tail lasherd from side to side as her jaws slammed shut. Rage was billowing up inside and she was getting lost in her own grudges. She locked her eyes on Sangyne's lifeless form and tears rose in her, fighting them back, she looked infront of her, but was too slow. Averstryde slammed into her, jaws clamping down onto Reklieve's throat, she slammed Reklieve into the ground, the virus running as if it were venom from Averstryde's fangs into Reklieve's own system. Reklieve screamed in pain and rage, struggling underneath Averstryde as Averstryde held her pinned. Reklieve snarled, clamping her jaws shut on Averstryde's leg, she jerked her head back, twisting her head, Averstryde screamed and jerked back, letting go as Reklieve jerked around, slamming Averstryde into the floor. Averstryde hissed, backing off as Reklieve tried to stand. Snarling, Reklieve fell back, something under her flesh, moving.. She Screamed in agony and she jerked her head from side to side, the changes swift. She screamed again, a pain heart wrenching.. She locked her eyes on Arek, You little wench.. {now for the wonderful edit so that it fits into Selzar and what not :} } Reklieve screamed and she felt her life slip, slamming into the floor, she lay still and unmoving... Gone. James screamed in rage, anger that Arek had caused another death, and this time, of a Titan! But as said, Titans do not die as easily.. --- Reklieve never returned to Vryllnithia {Not in this edited version at least} She instead.. Woke in Selzar. Her old power Stripped, her Titan label gone.. She was a simple Dragon.. With a lot of issues and no one, or where, to go to. She was forever lost in Selzar, choosing to join the Furick clan and not be alone. Picture-{SLOWLY Trying to fight my Artist's Block and get her Drawn! I promise XD } Other-Reklieve, is obviously, a different character on Vryll, slightly modified to fit this board and I swear if anyone tries to steal her I'll let hell reign -.- thanks to Silva for helping me find a name for her! Greatly Appreciate it! ^^ Edited by Sangyne, Apr 16 2010, 10:38 AM.
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| wyvern95 | Apr 3 2010, 08:41 PM Post #2 |
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awesome San ^^ she seems like quite the fighter ^^Accepted |
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| Sangyne | Apr 3 2010, 08:45 PM Post #3 |
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You are in my space... GET OUT
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Haha, thanks Wyv! ^^ |
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| Sangyne | Apr 16 2010, 09:59 AM Post #4 |
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You are in my space... GET OUT
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I edited Reklieve, slightly.. So she can be in Furick clan because Mariana's Dragon buke needs a mate ^^ |
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| dragongirl88 | Apr 16 2010, 10:23 PM Post #5 |
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I say that she can be in teh Furick clan. XD Accepted again.
Edited by dragongirl88, Apr 16 2010, 10:28 PM.
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