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« Thread Started on Apr 8, 2007, 7:33pm » | |
= Name =
Shadow
= Gender =
Male
= Height =
11' 9" when standing on his feet
= Age =
426
= Species =
Black Dragon
= Land =
When Syenopia was still one nation.
= Appearance =
He had a snakelike appearance, his wings small and black and batlike. His eyes were deep blue. His scales were black iron, yet smooth and solid. He had spikes coming out of his back as sharp as razors. His fangs and teeth were silver. He had three-fingered claws.
= Personality =
Shadow is wise and kind, but when meddled with, he can show his temper.
= History =
Ah, the Dragon Slayers. Unclever people! Shadow grinned, he loved when they interfered with him. He opened his lips, releasing a black flame. A Dragonslayer lifted his shield and blocked the flame, curses! The Dragonslayer ran over and slashed at Shadow's scales in a futile attempt. Shadow wiped them out, ah, so easy...
He learned his talent of potion-making very young, he soon brewed potions many a time. This attracted a young female dragon by the name of Mayble, soon-to-be wife. So the two had three eggs, two sons and one daugher. They lived a very joyful life, bla bla bla....
= Family =
Hounick - Father
Serenity - Mother
Mayble - Wife
Nomoro - Son
Krasz - Son
Machyel - Daughter
= Magic =
Blowing black flame.
= Weapons =
Well, he can bite, and his razor spikes can spin and attack someone. He can slash and swing his tail and breath black fire.
= Class =
Dragon
= Occupation =
He is the true owner of Dragon's Brew, but Hoshi has to be the shopkeeper because having a dragon as a shopkeeper is suspicious.
Making potions.
= Friends =
Mryvn the wise owl
= Enemies =
None.
= Abilities =
Very quick! Can go underwater without rusting.
= Weaknesses =
Uhm, he hates the cold, he hates strong lights.
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Blackened voids of silver rivers....
Strands of cold and fearful shivers.....
Ghostly smile played on her lips,
Eyes like blood, she took some sips,
Crimson liquid 'round her mouth
Burning terror from the south.
Sunlight reaching, tendrils out,
Ran away and she did pout. |
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