Post by Savionne Son of None on Feb 4, 2014 22:30:19 GMT -5
Full Name: Isaac Siracao
Other name:Bjartbrisingr
Race: half-elf
Side: neutral
Birthplace:Du Weldenvarden
Age:14
Gender:Male
Birthday:8/13
Eyes:Reddish brown
Hair:short, faded black
Weight:126 lb
Height:5"10
Magic User:Yes
Preferred Weapon(s): Hand and a half long sword, Bow
Appearance:Years of living the Spine have hardened bjartbrisingr into the perfect warrior. His smooth tanned skin accentuates his strong jawbone and toned body.Being a Halfling he isn't relatively "beautiful" but he isn't bad either. His brown eyes become reddish when angered. Skin colour is caramelish due to mix heritage.
Personality: free-spirited wanderer who does whatever he wants. Sometimes a bit arrogant, Isaac isn't used to being around others. Tends to look on the dark side of things. Isaac puts on this "tough guy" act when others are around. But when he's alone he can be found singing or crying.
Likes: jumping from trees, testing his limits and constantly proving that his way is the best way.
Dislikes:being wrong
Strengths: Fighting, stealing when necessary. Elemental magic
Weakness: His best pal Luna
Family: All that's known about his family is that some of them were a part of the nomadic tribes of the Hadarc desert and the rest were elves.
History:There isn't much I remember about my past. I remember a dark skinned man who would tuck me in at night and a fair skinned woman with silvery hair. Other than that its all kind of a blur. I remember the day Luna hatched for me. I was one of the "chosen" and she was the chooser. At first I thought it was a mistake and I pleaded with the new elders to take her away but it never happened. I remember running away from the academy, they said there was something wrong with me, that I was too dangerous, and I- I remember Luna running beside me. She was bigger then... A lot bigger. And I loved her. She was all I needed... Isaac and Luna against the world, that was our motto. Several years have past, I know because out here in the wilderness all we have is the sun and the moon to keep us on schedule. So that makes me 13..wait no 14. I'm not so sure I remember anymore.
We're decent folk. We only steal when resources get too low. We're just trying to run from a destiny that we didn't want, but it seems as if we could never run far enough. So we stopped running, and started fighting. The empire sent sent their pathetic creatures in packs after us and we slew them all. The Varden sent a novice rider after us and we sent them away with their tails between their legs. Can you believe it? A novice? I was beginning to think we were a bit more special than that.
I guess you could consider us rogues or fugitives or even worthless scum, but if you even come ten metres within our territory, you'll never make it home
Dragon Bio: I am fierce. I am strong. I slay all who do me wrong. For I am princess of the skies. If you dare challenge me you shall die. By fang and fire you shall die. And all who see shall hear my cry. BEWARE A DANGER IS AFOOT TRY NOT MY PATIENCE OR YOU'LL BECOME SOOT. Luna is the perfect dragon. Brave, ferocious, and full of flame, she often speaks in rhyme.
Name: Luna
Side:neutral
Birthplace: dragon academy for the Varden, she was being presented to the "next generation" of riders when she felt Isaac's uniqueness.
Age:3 years
Gender: Female
Eyes:green flecked with gold
Scale Color:Silver
Appearance: Her scales look like stars at night. When she soars through the night sky she outshines the moon. Luna was borne with a sort of "defect". If trouble is near, her tail spikes begin to glow. This often reveals their location when they try to hide. Approx. 16ft long and 6ft tall. Luna has never been ridden.
Personality: light hearted. For ever optimistic, Luna is everything Isaac isn't. Humble, caring, trustworthy and a bit shy. Also very playful. For some reason Luna and Isaac were never allowed near the others so Luna is very attached to Isaac and often tends to get jealous if she is not his centre of attention.
Likes:flying at night, swimming underwater.
Dislikes:not having Isaacs attention
Strengths: swimming, flying and endurance
Weakness:Jealousy
Why do you want a power-class: I have a ton of great ideas and everything I create is original. I believe that I could completely change the game if I become a key player.
What race are you aiming to play:Half-elf and dragon
Have you ever had a power-class race before:no
Roleplay sample: As the sun played across the forest floor and the morning dew reflected its rays soldiers of the empire were collecting at the base of the spine, but at the time I didn't know that. Luna and I were somewhere near that sad excuse for a valley named... Planar... Wait no balancer... No Palancar, yeah that's the name of it. Well apparently some jerk pissed off the empire and they laid waste to the valley so those "princesses" went tramping through my part of the spine unbeknownst to them that they were being followed by a pack of Urgals and a battalion of empire junkies. Things were pretty swell for awhile. Luna and I were safe for the time being AND we were about to watch a cat eat a mouse, only to be devoured by a snake. The chase was incredibly hilarious... Until they trespassed on our property. It went a bit like this.
ISAAC:
Luna the ever optimistic was the first to notice something was wrong. And because of her strange behavior I could tell that she was hiding something. When she knows something's up her tail spike slightly glows and she attempts to hide it. It's really quite amusing to see a pale dragon sitting on a pulsating light. The way her silver scales reflect the light as she sheepishly creeps through the night. Luna. My beautiful Luna.
Suddenly an arrow burst through the trees and pierced Luna's hide. Her terrible screech reverberated through the night filling me with anguish and rage.
"BJARTSKULAR! DELOI GARJZLA!"
As Luna's scales and the forest began to emit a blinding light I could see the creatures that dared to attack my Luna. Urgals.
As I called the name of fire, living flames danced on my finger tips.
LUNA: I should have known to watch my tail, it often tends to make me fail. Bright, I grew when he spoke the words, so bright even the birds were blinded, dumbfounded by this strange occurrence. Fast as lighting I slipped through the trees, slaying those who failed to appease. A burning a sensation alight in my maw, as I crushed the creature up under my paw. A dance we loved, my Isaac and I. His flames and sword destroying below as took them out from above. Isaac and Luna against the world. Isaac, my Isaac the world is ours.
Other name:Bjartbrisingr
Race: half-elf
Side: neutral
Birthplace:Du Weldenvarden
Age:14
Gender:Male
Birthday:8/13
Eyes:Reddish brown
Hair:short, faded black
Weight:126 lb
Height:5"10
Magic User:Yes
Preferred Weapon(s): Hand and a half long sword, Bow
Appearance:Years of living the Spine have hardened bjartbrisingr into the perfect warrior. His smooth tanned skin accentuates his strong jawbone and toned body.Being a Halfling he isn't relatively "beautiful" but he isn't bad either. His brown eyes become reddish when angered. Skin colour is caramelish due to mix heritage.
Personality: free-spirited wanderer who does whatever he wants. Sometimes a bit arrogant, Isaac isn't used to being around others. Tends to look on the dark side of things. Isaac puts on this "tough guy" act when others are around. But when he's alone he can be found singing or crying.
Likes: jumping from trees, testing his limits and constantly proving that his way is the best way.
Dislikes:being wrong
Strengths: Fighting, stealing when necessary. Elemental magic
Weakness: His best pal Luna
Family: All that's known about his family is that some of them were a part of the nomadic tribes of the Hadarc desert and the rest were elves.
History:There isn't much I remember about my past. I remember a dark skinned man who would tuck me in at night and a fair skinned woman with silvery hair. Other than that its all kind of a blur. I remember the day Luna hatched for me. I was one of the "chosen" and she was the chooser. At first I thought it was a mistake and I pleaded with the new elders to take her away but it never happened. I remember running away from the academy, they said there was something wrong with me, that I was too dangerous, and I- I remember Luna running beside me. She was bigger then... A lot bigger. And I loved her. She was all I needed... Isaac and Luna against the world, that was our motto. Several years have past, I know because out here in the wilderness all we have is the sun and the moon to keep us on schedule. So that makes me 13..wait no 14. I'm not so sure I remember anymore.
We're decent folk. We only steal when resources get too low. We're just trying to run from a destiny that we didn't want, but it seems as if we could never run far enough. So we stopped running, and started fighting. The empire sent sent their pathetic creatures in packs after us and we slew them all. The Varden sent a novice rider after us and we sent them away with their tails between their legs. Can you believe it? A novice? I was beginning to think we were a bit more special than that.
I guess you could consider us rogues or fugitives or even worthless scum, but if you even come ten metres within our territory, you'll never make it home
Dragon Bio: I am fierce. I am strong. I slay all who do me wrong. For I am princess of the skies. If you dare challenge me you shall die. By fang and fire you shall die. And all who see shall hear my cry. BEWARE A DANGER IS AFOOT TRY NOT MY PATIENCE OR YOU'LL BECOME SOOT. Luna is the perfect dragon. Brave, ferocious, and full of flame, she often speaks in rhyme.
Name: Luna
Side:neutral
Birthplace: dragon academy for the Varden, she was being presented to the "next generation" of riders when she felt Isaac's uniqueness.
Age:3 years
Gender: Female
Eyes:green flecked with gold
Scale Color:Silver
Appearance: Her scales look like stars at night. When she soars through the night sky she outshines the moon. Luna was borne with a sort of "defect". If trouble is near, her tail spikes begin to glow. This often reveals their location when they try to hide. Approx. 16ft long and 6ft tall. Luna has never been ridden.
Personality: light hearted. For ever optimistic, Luna is everything Isaac isn't. Humble, caring, trustworthy and a bit shy. Also very playful. For some reason Luna and Isaac were never allowed near the others so Luna is very attached to Isaac and often tends to get jealous if she is not his centre of attention.
Likes:flying at night, swimming underwater.
Dislikes:not having Isaacs attention
Strengths: swimming, flying and endurance
Weakness:Jealousy
Why do you want a power-class: I have a ton of great ideas and everything I create is original. I believe that I could completely change the game if I become a key player.
What race are you aiming to play:Half-elf and dragon
Have you ever had a power-class race before:no
Roleplay sample: As the sun played across the forest floor and the morning dew reflected its rays soldiers of the empire were collecting at the base of the spine, but at the time I didn't know that. Luna and I were somewhere near that sad excuse for a valley named... Planar... Wait no balancer... No Palancar, yeah that's the name of it. Well apparently some jerk pissed off the empire and they laid waste to the valley so those "princesses" went tramping through my part of the spine unbeknownst to them that they were being followed by a pack of Urgals and a battalion of empire junkies. Things were pretty swell for awhile. Luna and I were safe for the time being AND we were about to watch a cat eat a mouse, only to be devoured by a snake. The chase was incredibly hilarious... Until they trespassed on our property. It went a bit like this.
ISAAC:
Luna the ever optimistic was the first to notice something was wrong. And because of her strange behavior I could tell that she was hiding something. When she knows something's up her tail spike slightly glows and she attempts to hide it. It's really quite amusing to see a pale dragon sitting on a pulsating light. The way her silver scales reflect the light as she sheepishly creeps through the night. Luna. My beautiful Luna.
Suddenly an arrow burst through the trees and pierced Luna's hide. Her terrible screech reverberated through the night filling me with anguish and rage.
"BJARTSKULAR! DELOI GARJZLA!"
As Luna's scales and the forest began to emit a blinding light I could see the creatures that dared to attack my Luna. Urgals.
As I called the name of fire, living flames danced on my finger tips.
LUNA: I should have known to watch my tail, it often tends to make me fail. Bright, I grew when he spoke the words, so bright even the birds were blinded, dumbfounded by this strange occurrence. Fast as lighting I slipped through the trees, slaying those who failed to appease. A burning a sensation alight in my maw, as I crushed the creature up under my paw. A dance we loved, my Isaac and I. His flames and sword destroying below as took them out from above. Isaac and Luna against the world. Isaac, my Isaac the world is ours.