Post by Brady on Dec 30, 2007 21:34:15 GMT -5
G E N E R A L
Name: Iesoneal
Pronounciation: Eye-ee-so-kneel
Gender: Male
Age: 629
Prominent coloring: Black
Hued: Purple
Irises: Gold
Markings + Scars: Spikes along his spine and a few gill-like spines erupting from his cheeks and spanning in several directions. He has a scar slashed across his right eye from a battle when he tried to leave his first clan. He escaped, but the youngling who just recently took over the clan pursued and got close enough to attack with his claw.
P E R S O N A L
Personality: He tends to be overdramatic and has extreme moodswings, which makes him unpredictable and tends to become dangerous. He is a withdrawn dragon, and tends to sit in complete silence for any length of time, despite those around him, and, even if they are talking to him, he might ignore them. Despite his unbalanced nature, he is a protective male and will never hesitate to protect a stranger, risking his life for someone he does not know. He does well under stress, and it brings out a side of him that's obscured by his dominant personality otherwise. Despite the rough impression, he is a deep fellow, and he can take your breath away with his poetic words if he decides he likes you enough to reveal his inner being to you. He hates to feel vulneralbe or weak, and is extremely wise despite his rather young age. His eyes have a way or making you feel uncomfortable, like he can read your thoughts, your motives, your very future, like he knows things about you that even you yourself are not aware of. Some call him psychic, for he sometimes will have small feelings of the future - essences of destiny that beckon his attention at random. Like a hazy veil, he cannot see much, but his instincts will warn him of something, and, when in this type of trance, he will sometimes say words he is not aware of speaking, and anyone who is nearby and happens to catch his sentance, they can witness exactly what he's seeing or feeling. All in all, he is a quiet, very cryptic being that enjoys alone time but does not heed any consideration toward others personal space and can often say things that make them feel awkward and slightly amazed.
Pet Peeves: Arrogance is one of his largest pet peeves, as he finds it immature, ignorant, and a sign of idiocy. Someone who is conceited or self-serving will also find his agitation to be rather alarming.
Destiny: He wishes to own a tundra, though he is hardly bold enough to claim dragons into his clan. He also searches for a mate, though few females would accept him, as he is eccentric and tends to give off vibes that sets others on edge.
History: He comes from your average clan, but the king was overthrown by a rebellious youngling that happened to have brute strength on his side. He was arrogant and haughty, which Iesoneal detested about him, and so the dragon left the clan in search of a new one. He wandered as a loner for a hundred years before settling down in another clan, where he met his mate, but the entire clan was terminated in a freak storm, and Iesoneal escaped with an egg of his mate. He put all his hopes into the egg, and would spend days just breathing unto it and staring at it feverently, as if it were his lifeline. However, after a while, he began to worry that it would not hatch, for there was no movement, sound, or any other sign of life within the confinements of the shell, so he broke it open and found that the youngling inside had died a few months prior. In his grief, he burned the body, as was traditional for his clan, and flew off, leaving his past behind him and looking to the future, for he sensed something was coming... But it was too veiled for him to quite distinguish what hope was approaching. Now he waits for whatever this dim silouhette of peace to come and soothe his raw soul that ached with grief for the loss of his clan, mate, and offspring.
T A L E N T S
Weaknesses: Water - though he can swim and hold his breath for a few hours like basically every dragon can, he cannot move quickly through the water, and will sometimes panic. He also is slightly vision impaired in his right eye from the youngling that took over his first clan when he tried to escape.
Strengths: Flight and wit. He is a cunning creature, and his wisdom is a certain advantage against his opponents, as he is extremely observant and can analize the likely attack of his opponent. He is an excellent flier, and few can beat him once he has taken to the flies, where his narrow, compact body lets him streak through the firmanent like a comet. He is agile enough to make hair-spin turns and can pull out of a dive like a bullet.
Abnormal Abilities: He senses the future sometimes, though he cannot control it, and sometimes it burdens him.
O T H E R
Elsewise: None.
C L O S E R
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[/center]Name: Iesoneal
Pronounciation: Eye-ee-so-kneel
Gender: Male
Age: 629
Prominent coloring: Black
Hued: Purple
Irises: Gold
Markings + Scars: Spikes along his spine and a few gill-like spines erupting from his cheeks and spanning in several directions. He has a scar slashed across his right eye from a battle when he tried to leave his first clan. He escaped, but the youngling who just recently took over the clan pursued and got close enough to attack with his claw.
P E R S O N A L
Personality: He tends to be overdramatic and has extreme moodswings, which makes him unpredictable and tends to become dangerous. He is a withdrawn dragon, and tends to sit in complete silence for any length of time, despite those around him, and, even if they are talking to him, he might ignore them. Despite his unbalanced nature, he is a protective male and will never hesitate to protect a stranger, risking his life for someone he does not know. He does well under stress, and it brings out a side of him that's obscured by his dominant personality otherwise. Despite the rough impression, he is a deep fellow, and he can take your breath away with his poetic words if he decides he likes you enough to reveal his inner being to you. He hates to feel vulneralbe or weak, and is extremely wise despite his rather young age. His eyes have a way or making you feel uncomfortable, like he can read your thoughts, your motives, your very future, like he knows things about you that even you yourself are not aware of. Some call him psychic, for he sometimes will have small feelings of the future - essences of destiny that beckon his attention at random. Like a hazy veil, he cannot see much, but his instincts will warn him of something, and, when in this type of trance, he will sometimes say words he is not aware of speaking, and anyone who is nearby and happens to catch his sentance, they can witness exactly what he's seeing or feeling. All in all, he is a quiet, very cryptic being that enjoys alone time but does not heed any consideration toward others personal space and can often say things that make them feel awkward and slightly amazed.
Pet Peeves: Arrogance is one of his largest pet peeves, as he finds it immature, ignorant, and a sign of idiocy. Someone who is conceited or self-serving will also find his agitation to be rather alarming.
Destiny: He wishes to own a tundra, though he is hardly bold enough to claim dragons into his clan. He also searches for a mate, though few females would accept him, as he is eccentric and tends to give off vibes that sets others on edge.
History: He comes from your average clan, but the king was overthrown by a rebellious youngling that happened to have brute strength on his side. He was arrogant and haughty, which Iesoneal detested about him, and so the dragon left the clan in search of a new one. He wandered as a loner for a hundred years before settling down in another clan, where he met his mate, but the entire clan was terminated in a freak storm, and Iesoneal escaped with an egg of his mate. He put all his hopes into the egg, and would spend days just breathing unto it and staring at it feverently, as if it were his lifeline. However, after a while, he began to worry that it would not hatch, for there was no movement, sound, or any other sign of life within the confinements of the shell, so he broke it open and found that the youngling inside had died a few months prior. In his grief, he burned the body, as was traditional for his clan, and flew off, leaving his past behind him and looking to the future, for he sensed something was coming... But it was too veiled for him to quite distinguish what hope was approaching. Now he waits for whatever this dim silouhette of peace to come and soothe his raw soul that ached with grief for the loss of his clan, mate, and offspring.
T A L E N T S
Weaknesses: Water - though he can swim and hold his breath for a few hours like basically every dragon can, he cannot move quickly through the water, and will sometimes panic. He also is slightly vision impaired in his right eye from the youngling that took over his first clan when he tried to escape.
Strengths: Flight and wit. He is a cunning creature, and his wisdom is a certain advantage against his opponents, as he is extremely observant and can analize the likely attack of his opponent. He is an excellent flier, and few can beat him once he has taken to the flies, where his narrow, compact body lets him streak through the firmanent like a comet. He is agile enough to make hair-spin turns and can pull out of a dive like a bullet.
Abnormal Abilities: He senses the future sometimes, though he cannot control it, and sometimes it burdens him.
O T H E R
Elsewise: None.
C L O S E R
Picture: