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| Lairian Incendia | Wyrmling | Male | |
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| Kabia | Nov 4 2012, 01:22 PM Post #1 |
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Character Number- 4th Name- Lairian Incendia Age- 19 Gender- Male Sexuality- Bisexual Appearance- Lairian has a large build, like a mountain man. He stands at six foot two and seems to be made of compact muscle, not bloated with muscle and not scrawny. The skin that covers his body is oddly soft. It is slightly tanned with a light olive tone to it. His face is round with average cheekbones. The lips on his face are light pink and of average size. Dark brown eyes seem to make his face. He is good at not letting his emotions shine through them most of the time, rendering them emotionless mirrors. His dark black hair hangs in a ragged, un-tamable mop. Whenever he has the chance Lairian enjoys dressing as if he is going in to battle or going flying. If he manages to get his hands on it leather is a favorite of his. Should the chance for him to be able to choose a color ever arrive he would say he wanted black. However, the truth is that he would prefer a lighter brown or blue. When wearing cloth he likes light-feeling clothing that does not cling to his skin. But in order to show off his body he will normally wear uncomfortable but tight clothing, saving the light stuff for special occasions. His outfits tend to vary from day to day, wearing the some outfit as least often as possible. However, there is one constant to his appearance. He normally wears old, rough brown leather shoes. His crystal, a small but strong clear white oval, is normally kept in his pocket. Personality- Some people walk with confidence, some walk with fear and shame. Lairian manages to do both. He pretends to be proud and confident, comfortable in his own shoes. Honestly this could not be farther from the truth. While he pretends to be confident he actually feels scared on the inside, afraid of loosing his image. The person he pretends to be is brave, bold, confident, doesn't listen to what anyone else has to say, and preys on the weak. Truthfully he is rather soft inside, preferring poetry and romance over tough sports and a series of flings. Not that he would ever willingly admit it. After all, he has a mean tough-guy image to protect. He acts cruel to those weaker than him when honestly he would rather be helping them. He acts like he is not afraid of anything when there are many things that make him cringe inside. This is all for one reason, so he doesn't get picked on himself. Lairian is afraid that if he showed that he is sensitive and has a soft side people would treat him how he treats them. It is fear that drives him to act a if he has nothing to fear. He acts like someone that is not himself because maybe, just maybe, the world will believe the act and leave him be. Sometimes he finds himself slipping in to his act even when he is alone. This scares him, even though he acts horrible he doesn't want to actually become that person inside. When he is alone Lairian likes to just slow down and relax. Most of the time he doesn't even do anything, not even the things he wants to. It is one of those few times that he can doesn't have to put on an act. While he does not normally say anything he will think a lot. Not only thinking about his day but of stories, romantic stories with heros and villains. Poetry also tends to frequent his daily thoughts. At times something humorous will enter his mind, causing him to laugh for what seems like no reason. Sometimes when this happens it turns in to a giggle, mortifying him and making him even more convinced that he must keep up his image. Rank- Wyrmling History- Lairian was born in the small town to two loving parents, Kurissa and Rin. They where simple crafters. He lived with them for two years, learning the trade from his parents. However, after two years he received some life-changing news. Kurissa was pregnant. Nine months after conceiving she gave birth to a daughter. She named her Iris, after the flower. The next big event came when Lairian turned eight. This was when he became concerned in what others thought of him. At this point he decided that he wanted people to look at with him in a mix of fear and respect. So he began changing how he acted, attempting to look manly. Lairian was fifteen years old and had firmly fallen in to his fake roll as a cruel and tough person. This was when he got his first girlfriend. She was a cute little blonde girl named named Selvia. While attractive she was fake, much too vain and shallow. While he refused to admit it to himself this annoyed Lairian to no end, in the end he broke up with her. Seventeen years old and everything was about to change. Lairian's sister had been growing over time as well, learning all sorts of things about the world. At fifteen years old young Iris was experiencing her first love. He was a vile boy named Cavin, rather rude and verbally abusive. Yet Iris somehow seemed to like him despite that. Her parents, however, did not approve. They wanted her daughter to stay away from the boy, going as far was to command her to stay in or near the house until he was scheduled to move to a different hold in two weeks. This was not something that they would not settle for. Iris and Cavin ran away one night, not stopping until they had reached the closest wilderness. The whole family was frantic, searching for the two like their lives depended on it. It was Lairian who found them in the end, and it was not a welcoming sight. What they found seemed to be the work of a wild dog. All that was left of Cavin was a mauled corpse. Uris was right next to him, covered in both his and her blood. Claw marks covered her face around her eyes and her chest, she was lucky to be alive. What had happened was Cavin found a pair of pups and decided that they would make a good meal. He brought them to Uris and just as they where about to strike the killing blow the mother found them. In a rage she attacked the humans, retrieving her pups and making them pay for what they tired to do. When Iris woke up it was discovered that she had been blinded. In an attempt to wash away the memories of past tragedies the family moved to a town close to the Academy. It was true that he was effected by his sister's mauling. He felt pity for her along with a certain amount of resentment that she would be reckless enough to run off with Cavin. Iris picked up on this and the two got in to a fight. Since then they have not been on good terms with each other. In an attempt to get away from the drama of his family Lairian applied to be a candidate and was accepted. During his time as a candidate he bragged about how he was going to get a huge, rare, powerful fighting dragon. Needless to say it was a shock when the hatching came two weeks later and he ended up bonding to a rather bossy Rosemary by the name of Chrysanthemum. Pet(s)- None The Dragon Name- Chrysanthemum Age- 4 months Gender- Female Element- Rosemary Appearance- When you look at Chrysanthemum the first thing one is likely to notice is her size. Chrysanthemum is tiny at a grand total of three feet long at four months old. This runtism will not continue her whole life though. At around one year old she will reach a growth spurt and rapidly increase in size. When she is fully mature she will be seventeen feet long, a respectable size for a Rosemary. She is thin but strong with muscle hidden beneath her scales and feathered wings. Most of Chrysanthemum is a brilliant yellow in color. It is bright and very vivid, at times Lairian says it burns his eyes. That yellow is not the only color on her though. Her feet, tail tip, and muzzle are all ruby red in color. Along with this the feathers on her wings are yellow with red tips. Her crystal is mostly hidden from view, residing on her stomach. It is a small clear white oval, resting where her bellybutton would be if human. Thanks to her insistence on daily bathing Chrysanthemum is almost always clean, her scales sleek and shining. Her feathers are soft to the touch and a little longer than what is usual. She has light blue eyes, contrasting greatly with the red and yellow that covers her body. When she speaks her voice is loud and commanding with a slight raspy tone to it. Personality- Chrysanthemum know what she wants, and what she wants she gets. Her every desire is very clearly broadcasted to her rider with little to know room for refusal. When her rider attempts to go against her wishes she will be quick to say she chose him and he belongs to her. This is something Lairian tries to argue, saying he might be bonded to her but he is not her property. She disagrees. Her biggest desire is to be a healer. Not just any healer though, the best one on Sekkai. Lairian is not a fan of thus idea though and thus it is the cause of much arguing. At times Chrysanthemum can get quite crabby, as if she were not a wyrmling but that angry old lady that lives across the street. No, you will not have fun, you will get to work and do as she tells you! If you don't instantly obey her she will snap, yelling at you, going on rants, and probably using sarcasm. A dry sense of humor is a good friend of Chrysanthemum's. Often her rider will get shot at with a sarcastic remark with just a tinge of spite. It isn't always meant to be hurtful, though it can seem that way sometimes. Although is might not seem like it Chrysanthemum can be quite protective. If someone manages to get close to her she will do anything in her power to keep them safe, no matter what it might cost her. Along with this she is very prone to following her emotions instead of reason. The rules come second place to anything she might be feeling at the time. Although this has not caused anything to happen to her yet it's only a matter of time until this habit costs her. User Information Username- Kabia Contact- My AIM is Willowsandmist Yourself- Go tiny angry things! How did you find Sekkai? I forget |
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| CloakAndDagger | Nov 4 2012, 01:38 PM Post #2 |
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