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Amira Brighscales & Caspia Harper [ DONE ]
Jul 20, 2012 1:05:20 GMT -5
Post by [cass] on Jul 20, 2012 1:05:20 GMT -5
RIDER
[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]Full Name: Caspia Harper
Other name(s): Shur'tugal
Race: Elven
Side: Neutral
Birthplace: Ellsmera
Age: 84
Gender: Female
Eyes: Deep blue and bright,so very full of life and joy. They are like blue pools of water, with the tiniest flecks of green in them like passing sea weed in the middle of an ocean.
Hair: Her hair is like the flames of a bright fire and it burns as bright as the very center of a fire. It dances and shimmers in the light of each day and flickers and like a fire as it races through a forest consuming everything around it.
Weight: 45kg
Height:180cm
Magic User: Yes, Caspia is very advanced in her ability to use magic, she can cast some of the strongest spells that there are, but she can nowhere near come close to the power that Galbatorix holds, but her ability to commit to complicated spells helps, no matter how long a spell takes she will do it and her strength gives her the ability to finish spells, without tiring herself too much. She is a very adequate healer.
Preferred Weapon(s): Caspia's preferred weapon is a very old riders sword called Shyla. It is orange and it fits her prefectly, it is her shoice of weapon and she is an expert in it. She has been training in it for over sixty years. her second wepaon of choice is the bows and arrows and her bow, she sung it herself.
Appearance: Like any elf her features are almost perfect. Her long hair sits around her like a curtain of flames and it never appears to ever get tied up, apart from when she is fighting. Her eyes are always bright and full of life, very matching to her dragon who is equally as happy. her lips are full and pink, they sit on a angled face that is smooth, with no imperfecions.
Like every elf her voice is sweet and melodioc, like honey it is kind and warm, welcoming to anyone. Her eyes are slightly pointed and sit on the sides of her head, useally covered by her hair, her eyes are slighly angled, like most elfs, they are large and open. She is tall and think, her body made up of muscle and strength, her pwoer and authroity seems to flow from her body, her confidence is bright and can easily be see with the way that she carries herself.
Likes: Fruit, fire, dragons, Amira, Gulia, her bow and arrow, rainbows, trees, nature, birds, freedom, magic, music.
Dislikes: Hate, anger, Galbatorix, enslavement.
Strengths: Fighting, aerial comabt, speaking with animals, Amira.
Weakness: People, nature, injured animals, Amira
Personality: She are a very happy girl, She feels as if everyone is attracted to her like a magnet is attracted to metal. She believes that everyone can make the right choice and tries not to play any part in others lives. It makes her a fairly stubborn person, she trusts everyone that she knows and sometimes she needs to hold back, before her heart gets broken and she looses trust for everyone. Her stubborness lke Amira's stops her from really seeing what some people are like, she likes to see good in everyon and sometimes that clouds her vision.
She is not a serious person, unless a time arises when she are needed. She is a very reliable and kind person, someone that was honest and could be trusted for anything, but also ignorrant of things around you. She sees the world how her the way she wants to see it and not as it truly is. Caspia is a very honest person, and sometimes her honestreaches the point that it hurts. She believes that lying is not right and although she can hide the truth, she would never lie.
Caspia can be very saracatsic and silly, sometimes when things need to be taken seriously, she just won't. She is very brave and like Amira will jump into things before thinking about the consequences.
Family:
Father - Drenium Harper
Mother - Altyia Harper
Brother - Raina -deceased
Sister - Calliope Harper
Not-So-Brief History: As a child, Caspia use to hide and run around the forest, you use to climb the tallest trees and jump from them, leaping from branch to branch, just like a monkey. She use to climb every tree she could, sing to every plant and watch it grow under her words of care. Whenever she came across a sick or injured animal she would nurse it back to health with words o the ancient language coming from under her breath, they would flow from her lips, long extravagant spells were of no problem, they slipped from her lips and she needed them to help save any if not all the animals she could. As she aged she joined many others of her kind on the battle field, and from the early age of twenty she began to learn how to use weapons of all shapes and kinds, she favoured the sword as it brought trust to her when she held it and each fight she participated in become more wild and free, she learnt how to protect her mind and fight a mental battle as well as physical. She became a great at such fights shielding herself from everyone and everything, protecting herself in every fight and winning, winning and winning.
Eventually like an young person she began to weary of the continuous fights, the spell casting and mental battles, as she gazed ut and around the land that she lived in she realised she wanted to go exploring, to venture out and away from the world that she knew. So one night she did, she left. In that week she reached the Boer Mountains, dodging, skipping and occasionally attacking those who threatened her. Her first kill was like a stab in her very chest. It killed a part of her to look down in the dying soldiers eyes; she had done this to him. She continued on, following a large body of soldiers as they moved through the Boer Mountains heading to the tallest Mountain there. She followed for days, until they stopped and it was then that she noticed the dragons that flew over the skies of the mountains circling them like eagles do, when they look for prey. For a few weeks they stayed there, and they sent men up into the mountains, one group returned with a round, large object, so perfect, there was no imperfection on the hard shell, it was like a purple jewel, it was beautiful.
The man cheered and laughed as a dragon’s pain filled cry reached her eyes. Her eyes misted up with tears as she realised what exactly was in front of her. Everything her family and friends had said had been true; these men had stolen this egg from a dragon. Oath-breaker Galbatorix had done this, he had made this happen. Caspia knew what she wanted. She wanted that egg. As night fell she snuck into the camp, using spells and her skills, she retrieved the egg, but as she began her journey away the egg began to hatch and crack, loudly. Caspia, knew what this meant and she began to run, as the egg opened beneath her arms, men all around her were awakening so she ran faster, but the egg was splitting beneath her very hands. She cradled tighter to her chest, holding it as well as she could. Caspia heard the shouts of approaching me, the clang of weapons –the sound of bows. She flung herself to the left the egg flying from her hand as a series of arrows missed her. Scrambling to her feet she snagged the egg, well half of an egg, part of it had fallen off. She ran as fast as her legs could carry her, through the trees and away from the camp. It was then when she heard the sound of a another bowmen, who had been hunting, the arrow hit the baby dragon, and she screamed out one of the words of death killing him.
She stumbled to a stop healing the baby dragon. After that she returned hid with the baby dragon, she was known as Amira, Caspia named her after an ancient elven warrior, who had been banished from her home after being framed for betraying the elves, Caspia had her riders sword from whom she had taken a long time ago, she didn't know who it belonged to, but it was in her fmaily some where and she had taken it at a very young age. A close bond grew between the two of them, just like any rider they became inseparable. Just as they are this very day.
Amira and Caspia no longer live with the elves nor do they stay with the Varden, they have chosen no side, but enjoy fighting in any battle that they can. Amira has not returned to her home for along time after being banished for doing the exact same as what the old Amira had done, she had been framed by an young and foolish elf for betraying many secrets to the empire, which she had not done. The young elf that had framed her had done it he had planned it in such a way that none of the evidence turned back onto him and Caspia was banished from Du Weldvarden, this happened twenty years before she found Amira.
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DRAGON BIO
Name: Amira Brighscales
Race: Dragon
Side: Neutral? Is on the vardens side, but has not joined them?
Birthplace: Boer Mountains
Age: 6 months
Gender: Female
Physical description: She is purple, her scales shine like a purple diamond and just as hard as one. Light glimmers off of her body and when she moves it donces across her flanks, wings and sides. The colour deepens as you reach her back, but as you move along her flanks and down to her belly it lightens into a more violet shade. Her wings are as drakest as the tip of her back, and her spikes that run all along her back tothe very tip of her tail are just as dark.
Her tail is long and spikes cover it running down to the tip were it ends in a point. Her legs are long and thin, and can easily cling onto the sides of buildings and the tallest and strongest of trees, unlike most dragons she is very small, but this gives her a quickness that is both natrual and rare, her limbs are wirey, but hard packed with muscle. In aerial combat she can easily outrun another dragon, she can squrim in and out of tihgt places and can easilytwist and turn in a fight. Hpwever her agility does not counter for some dragons slwoness, but greater strength, She relies on her ability to move quick and her flexibility to get out of situations.
On ground fighting, becuase of her size she can be easily overwhelmed, although she can dodge and fight, unlike most dragons she struggles to knock and knock and just kill people, her jaw is quite small and can't really kill as quick and efficient as most, she prefers fighting in the sky where she has the better ability. The claws on her feet are long and large and can effectivley grab anything and anyone with ease.
Her eyes are the darkest purple of her body and can sometimes be confused with black. They are normally light and happy, and carry her feelings openly in them.
Personality: Amira is a very kind dragon, but in an instant she can change, she will do anything to protect her rider, just as Caspia would do anything to protect her. Her kindness is not a weakness, no matter who it is she will hurt them, if they threaten herslef or Caspia. Her open hurt has let her become friends with many and any new dragons she meets or any new people she meets, she can be quite childishand immature around them, because she gets excited.
She is a very stubborn dragon and often will doas she believes, she doesn't really listen to people or take orders except for Caspia. But even Caspia cannot stop her when she has ti in her head that she is doing the right thing, no one can stop her or make her change her mind, unless you are very forceful. her stuborness makes her very brave, she isn't scared to take risks and risk her won life to protect others. But she also doesn't think before charging into it, act frist think later.
Likes: Caspia, food, aerial combat, fighting, blood, flying, the sky.
Dislikes: The ground, Galbatorix, enslavement.
Strengths: Aerial comabt, Caspia
Weaknesses: Caspia, ground fighting.
Was their egg stolen or given to the character by the Varden/Empire or found in the wild?: The egg was stolen by Caspia, the Empire had it, they had taken it from a wild dragons nest, and Caspia, stole it from them.
Family:
Father - Sivitkone - wild dragon
Mother - Sakeeta - wild dragon
Grandmother - Tilven - Rider Dragon
Ancestor - Aesop - Wild dragon
History: Amira doesn't remember much of her early life, she gets flashes of it here and there, all she can clearly remember is getting out of that egg and being in someones arms, a girls arms, whom she assumed was Caspia's, the world was a blur at that time and there was nothing, fuzzy pictures here and there. She remebers opening her eyes for the first time and seeing read, she remebers a stab of pain and heavy breathing.
She remembers the words of the ancient language being whispered and her pain disappearing and that was all that she remembered from the day that she was born. After that she always saw Caspia, everyday they would be together and soon AMira began to grow, she grew bigger and bigger and Caspia helped and feed her, it amazed her when she grew bigger then the elf, sure she was a dragon, but she never thought she would look down upon the girl that she cared so much for.
the two traveled and Amira learned that Caspia was an elf, she learned of the war and the fact that Caspia did not want part of it,she hated the empire, but she would not fight, death was not something she cared for, on the contrary Amira wanted to hunt and kill all the egg stealers, she wanted their blood in her claws. As she grew, Amira could sense something wrong with Caspia, when Caspia said it Amira was puzzled, she worried why Amira did not grow right, she was too small for her age.
They talked about this for some months, until she reached the age of six months, then Caspia dropped it, saying that it was just the dragon that she was, Amira could feel her disappointment in her lack of size. She was susposed to be big strong and mighty, someone feared by all. But when she took to the skies for the first time Amira realsied this was what her life was flying and as she twisted and turned through the air, she found that the ground was nothing, compared to this vast world.
She came across her fist fight, in the few days that she had started fling, and in that fight with Caspia, she learnt what she truly could do and she learnt that her size gave her speed.
Caspia and Amira are on no side, although they beloeve what Galbatorix does is wrong, they are not with the Varden, she doesn't like the Varden either, too many elves are seen and Caspia no longer wishes to be in the company of another elf.
. Love it, accepted!
