Post by Lyndotia on Mar 20, 2007 22:08:06 GMT -5
Name: Lyndotia
Age: Well, technically, not born yet...
Race: Dragon
Group: Empire
Appearance: Lyndotia is fairly long and thin for a female dragon of her age, but that doesn't mean that her power is any less in comparison. Her scales gleam a dazzling bluish purple, and the resulting indigo color is presumably the result of one parent having a blue color and one having been purple. Lyndotia's eyes are yellow, and the pale orbs glow with life and vigor, gleaming with all the fire of her race.
Personality: Lyndotia has the calm, serious nature of most dragons mixed with the passion and determination of your typical human. She says little to anyone aside from her Rider (not even through her Rider, as is the more polite way), but what she does say should be heeded; it is either very important or very important to Lyndotia. Both scenarios should receive special attention, because if they don't, she is likely to remind the offender in a more effectual way. Typical to her race and situation, Lyndotia is overly protective of her Rider, and would give her own life in a second to protect the one she is bonded with.
History: Long ago, an egg was laid and given to a caretaker. The dragon inside was chosen to await a Rider, never to hatch until she found that one. She waits still, inside an egg that is hidden away, waiting for the one human or elf who will have the heart that she is seeking...
Abilities:
Strength -- 5
Endurance -- 5
Speed -- 5
Intelligence -- 10
Sneak ability -- 5
Dexterity -- 5
Personality -- 0
Fang, Claw and Tail (for dragon) -- 5
Flying Skills (dragon) -- 10
SAMPLE POST: (May actually be used in the Blue Fire later, I haven't decided yet...)
It was a cool, dark night; the sliver of a newborn moon gave only the faintest silvery light. The wind blew softly through the trees, and a few shafts of moonlight streamed, shimmering, through their branches. It was a beautiful, peaceful night, but to the tiny dragon curled up inside the indigo egg that lay hidden beneath a bed of old, fallen leaves, it was a night like any other.
The dragon had been inside her egg for a long time. It had been a long time since she had sensed the presence of any potential Rider, and she certainly had not found one who was suitable. She was patient, however; this was a decision that could not be made lightly. It was a decision that would affect her entire life and, equally as important, the life of the one who she chose to hatch for.
Then the little dragon stiffened inside her egg, like a dog who had scented a rabbit. She sensed someone approaching, and she wondered, as always, if they would find her, if they would prove to be the Rider that she had waited so long for...
Age: Well, technically, not born yet...
Race: Dragon
Group: Empire
Appearance: Lyndotia is fairly long and thin for a female dragon of her age, but that doesn't mean that her power is any less in comparison. Her scales gleam a dazzling bluish purple, and the resulting indigo color is presumably the result of one parent having a blue color and one having been purple. Lyndotia's eyes are yellow, and the pale orbs glow with life and vigor, gleaming with all the fire of her race.
Personality: Lyndotia has the calm, serious nature of most dragons mixed with the passion and determination of your typical human. She says little to anyone aside from her Rider (not even through her Rider, as is the more polite way), but what she does say should be heeded; it is either very important or very important to Lyndotia. Both scenarios should receive special attention, because if they don't, she is likely to remind the offender in a more effectual way. Typical to her race and situation, Lyndotia is overly protective of her Rider, and would give her own life in a second to protect the one she is bonded with.
History: Long ago, an egg was laid and given to a caretaker. The dragon inside was chosen to await a Rider, never to hatch until she found that one. She waits still, inside an egg that is hidden away, waiting for the one human or elf who will have the heart that she is seeking...
Abilities:
Strength -- 5
Endurance -- 5
Speed -- 5
Intelligence -- 10
Sneak ability -- 5
Dexterity -- 5
Personality -- 0
Fang, Claw and Tail (for dragon) -- 5
Flying Skills (dragon) -- 10
SAMPLE POST: (May actually be used in the Blue Fire later, I haven't decided yet...)
It was a cool, dark night; the sliver of a newborn moon gave only the faintest silvery light. The wind blew softly through the trees, and a few shafts of moonlight streamed, shimmering, through their branches. It was a beautiful, peaceful night, but to the tiny dragon curled up inside the indigo egg that lay hidden beneath a bed of old, fallen leaves, it was a night like any other.
The dragon had been inside her egg for a long time. It had been a long time since she had sensed the presence of any potential Rider, and she certainly had not found one who was suitable. She was patient, however; this was a decision that could not be made lightly. It was a decision that would affect her entire life and, equally as important, the life of the one who she chose to hatch for.
Then the little dragon stiffened inside her egg, like a dog who had scented a rabbit. She sensed someone approaching, and she wondered, as always, if they would find her, if they would prove to be the Rider that she had waited so long for...
