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Kazaiyron || Male || Sekkaian Rider; Nimbus || Male || Air
Topic Started: May 28 2014, 11:05 AM (233 Views)
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Name- Kazaiyron Serith (Prefers to be called Kaz)

Age- 23 (+2)

Gender- Male

Sexuality- Demisexual

Appearance-
  • Proud and confident are the first terms that come to mind when this young man comes walking into sight. He holds himself like one would expect of a soldier, with his back straight and steps steady. He's slightly smaller than the average male at 5'6" but seems much taller than that due to his bearing. Tousled light golden blonde hair falls in layers over his forehead in a mess of a fringe, with an occasional few strands sticking either straight up or curving down at an angle over one side of his face. A pair of gunmetal gray eyes look out from underneath the subtle shadows of these light coloured curls of untidiness. Tan of skin, Kazaiyron's cheeks and the bridge of his nose are spattered with freckles, reminiscent of his days out in the heat of the south.

    Owing to his years of training, whatever sense of teen puppy-fat there was has fallen away leaving behind muscle in its place. Although, Kazaiyron is by no means exceedingly muscular. Instead, he is what an individual could pass off as wiry - allowing him the strength to lift and move things of a relatively hefty weight but subtle enough to be kept hidden beneath clothing, merely making him look lean in exterior.

    His crystal - a deep, dark blue with a circle of glowing cerulean in the middle, an eye of sapphire - is kept close upon a leather strap around his right wrist. He always keeps the stone twisted around, so that it faces the inside of his wrist and so that it is not facing the rest of the world around it.
Personality- Confident, Sesquipedalian, Insecure, Impatient
  • To all who he meets he paints the picture of confidence. He stands tall and straight, his motions radiating his self-dependance as much as his stance alone does. But, clinging beneath the surface of this social mask is a self-doubting young man. Built up from his cousin's abuse and negativity, his own anxiety hounds him on the worst of days and hovers in the back of his mind on better ones. It has often impeded him in the past, making him hesitate in duties or actions. Thus, he dons this outward confidence to conceal it.

    Socially, he may let a long word slip during his every day speech. This is a habit that he picked up during the times as a child where he would hole himself up in his room and read aloud words from his pocket thesaurus. It was simply a way to pass the time. Though, he did enjoy learning the meanings behind these spoken words, and later used them during conversations with his mother and cousin, much to their fleeting confusion. During stressful periods of time, or pressured moments, his accent - similar to a Texan's - becomes more prominent.

    When it comes to matters or items of great importance, Kaz has never been one for waiting. He can become a restless soul, often pacing or running his hands through his hair in reaction to the need to get whatever it is done or to bide his time for a delivery. Strangely, his impatience can be put on hold during times of great focus. Say for instance, if it involves flying with Nimbus or sewing. But, only for that period of time. Once it's over, then he'll fall back into restlessness again.

Rank- Scale of an Undefined Wing

History-
  • Along the south-east - caught between forest and dry land - was a town. A small town made up of stone structures and amiable (enough) civilians. Within this particular town, a wailing babe was carefully placed into a hastily brought out cot. This was the first year in Kaz's life. One filled with the care and love of his mother and his cousin of seven, at the time: Kylous.

    Throughout his childhood, he never once thought of Kylous as a cousin. He thought of him as a brother. The pair were almost inseparable, often playfighting and inventing games to play. When the symptoms of the war began to inch it's way across their hometown however, simple games turned into more defensive and offensive practices. Kazaiyron would often practice swordfighting techniques with his older cousin, forced into it in a show of surpassing his own skills. His mother too, became tougher on him, telling him to work as hard as she to keep their small business going.

    She was a seamstress by trade, sewing together torn cloth and embroidering finery for the richer denizens of the town. She taught her son and her cousin how to sew. Whereas Kylous struggled, Kazaiyron took to it well, often aiding his mother with her designs and the correct amount of cuts for the materials. The trio were as close as a family could be.

    However, as the years went by a gap began to grow between Kaz and Kylous. In Kylous eyes, Kazaiyron was slowly beginning to look more and more like his abusive father. Their spars soon took a drastic turn, becoming more akin to actual combat than simple training. Kaz would often leave the fights with bruising and large cuts. His mother soon caught on and told the pair to practice their training separately. But, it still didn't stop Kylous from treating his cousin badly. He would often shove past Kazaiyron roughly and act as though he wasn't there.

    The companionship and connection that they had shared when they were younger was gone.

    When Kaz was fifteen, a Sekkaian dragon and her rider fell from the sky and landed within the town square, both hurt. Citizens of the town gathered and some soon stepped forward to help them. The dragoness kept calling for them to aid only her rider, that her bonded needed the town's care more than she. However, as her rider was carried away, Kazaiyron approached the great Sonic and asked if there was any way in which he could help her. Touched, despite her previous words, she told him - after a half a minute of silence - that she was cold, and if he had anything to counteract that, she would be grateful. He returned with a blanket that he had made himself some time ago. Although it was by no means capable of covering the whole of the dragoness's body, it sufficed.

    Days came and went, with Kaz paying the Sonic a visit every morning and afternoon; bringing with him food and water to aid in her recovery. Throughout that time, they talked, and Kaz soon learnt the dragoness and her rider's name. She was called Maggiore and her bonded: Luvielle. Maggiore told him of the freedom of the skies, the grand connection that linked both her and the girl together, and the sights that they had seen. With each explanation, each story, Kaz would listen, hooked.

    Time passed them by and Luvielle soon made a full recovery. In gratitude she thanked the townspeople for their thoughtfulness. Their acts of kindness, and stayed for a one more night, after checking on Maggiore.

    On the day that they left, Kazaiyron came to watch them go. The Sonic dragoness bent down and nuzzled the boy gently in appreciation for all of those hours that he had spent with her, in company and in care. Then, the pair swept up into the air and left.

    As he watched them slowly dwindle into little more than dots on the horizon, a realization settled itself down in his heart: he too wanted to be a rider. He soon felt the stirrings of restlessness. The want to leave, to travel to the Academy. And so, he took the opportunity as soon as it was presented to him. Bidding farewell to his mother and cousin both (with Kylous' cruel words of "Good riddance" trailing after him) Kaz asked to accompany a merchant on his way to Lihn and, after an agreement wherein Kaz said that he would help the merchant with his wares, the two set off.

    After many moons, Kaz's journey was over. He was left with the money he had and a few scarce items he had packed and taken with him. He entered the Academy in high hopes, although he soon learned that things were not as simple as they had first seemed. Alternating between restlessness and focus, he worked as hard as many of the other candidates, and twice over he stood upon the sands of the Hatching Grounds without a crystal to show for it. However, the third time is the charm, as they say and, on that third show the Ghost of the Sands placed a cerulean-eyed crystal onto his palm. With a mixture of apprehension and excitement swirling in his stomach, he watched as one by one the eggs hatched. Finally, one particular Air egg burst open presenting a hatchling sporting an identical crystal to his own upon its forehead. The two bonded quickly and thus, their time together as crystal-bearers began.

    As wyrmlings, the pair had many a new obstacle to face. However, it only made their connection stronger in the end.

    Soon after their wyrmling training, Nimbus and Kaz joined a wing, and to this day they are both doing their utmost to show their worth in the ranks.
Pet(s)- N/A at the moment


The Dragon

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Name- Nimbus

Age- 4 (+2)

Gender- Male

Element- Air

Appearance-
  • A slightly stockier built Air. He covers 52 feet in length and 20 in height, his head alone shadowing his crystal-brother in volume. As a hatchling, his downy plumage was primarily subdued in colouration. Drowned in dark brown with speckles of dark gray sprinkled along the middle of his back and across the top side of his wings, he couldn't be counted as one of the most striking looking of individuals. As time trickled by however, this coating of baby feathers fell away, revealing a fine layer of mature, beautiful tones that eventually spread out across his entire form; it was as if someone had come along and dipped him in coats of opaline paints, one after another.

    Black is the dominant pigmentation that colours his plumes, extending out from the top of his crested head to the end of his short, yet wide, fanned and feather-layered tail. A lustre of greens and purples powder the colour and, when caught in the light, shine so that it seems as if the sun itself is painting a polished picture across his feathers. Upon the ventral sides of both his enormous primary and secondary sets of wings however, the ebony tone melts away into ivory hues garnished with light gray that darkens to a stormy shade the closer that the colour gets to his pinions. Indigo striations mark the centre of the larger feathers, the streaks softening to lighter tones of purple, and then blue as ivory melts back into ebony nearing the beginning of his wings.

    The structure of his head is shorter than most of his Air brethren and slightly more rounded with a prominent long and stout beak of black. It is bedecked with small fluffy feathers around the base of it. This down breaks off into large feathers the closer the arrangement gets to the tufted end of his skull. Situated within the middle of his forehead, glowing faintly in gentle lights, is his crystal - looking almost like a third sapphire eye. He has a thick collar of feathers and fur encircling the top of his neck. The stormy blue shade of his irises back during his hatchling days has long since faded, giving way to glowing amber eyes dusted around the irises with gold.

    Nimbus's most remarkable aspect is the royal purple hue that clings to his throat. This colour elongates down his neck and along his underside where it begins to soften in the centre until it is of a carolina blue in the midpoint of his stomach.

    The light coating of feathers ends at his thighs, then parts, revealing scaled legs similar to that of a crow's, they are particularly avian in nature with wicked hooked talons extending out from each toe's end. As a gift from his Water sire, his feathers are coated in a waterproof finish. Of which, he makes use of during early morning fishing.
Personality- Councilatory, Meticulous, Edacious, Covetous
  • It doesn't take a detective to deduce that this Air shows extreme care in the tiny details. Not only does he stop to preen - reordering all of his feathers back into the neat arrangement they had been in previously - after flight, fights or training but, he's also incredibly scrupulous when it comes to such things as his nest and his and Kaz's rooms. That and he'll often fuss over Kaz's clothing, making sure he looks his best for the world outside their doorstep.

    Meticulous he may be but, once he's set his sights on an object he deems interesting, he'll want to hoard it and place it in his nest. This does not mean that he will outright steal whatever it is from the hands of it's owner - if it is in fact owned by someone - however, he will end up as a bit of a bother, being that he'll want to ask them all about it. Such as, where it came from, how long the person has had it for, and so on. On that note, he has found many an item laying around that had belonged to no one, and they are now all kept safe and sound in the depths of his nest.

    Kaz has sometimes said that Nim has a bottomless stomach. After a full meal, he's more than happy to pilfer some more food and eat it. If it weren't for the careful eye of his bonded, the dragon would side-step into the food hall the instant that dinner is called and gulp down everything in sight.

    Despite all of that, he is the best kind of peacekeeper. Any possible argument he and his bonded have had have almost always ended with the pair calming. Mostly due to the fact that Nimbus knows which is best to be said and which is not. Commonly, he remains calm during storms of anger and will try his utmost to disperse them before they turn any darker.
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