Post by Harpertrue on Mar 14, 2004 20:18:39 GMT -5
Name: T'rin
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Position: Rider
Dragon's Color: Brown (Blind)
Dragon's Name: Naercyth
Character's Looks: Thick feathery hair as black as pitch. Blue eyes and tanned skin. He's very freckly, especially his arms, shoulders, back, and face. He has large hands.
Character's Personality: Kind, pretty much a softy. He's friendly and quite, but is aloof, and only speaks to someone if he is spoken to first. He daydreams and can be childish. He won't stand for bullies.
Character's History: Searched from his small mountain hold he Impressed his blind dragon. He had much devotion to Naercyth, sticking up for him when he was picked on.
RP Sample:
Another egg was cracking, a flash of brown hide could be seen. The dragonet broke the rest of its shell, its head going up and casting a glance to the male candidates. A ripple of gasps went through the crowds, the dragon's eyes were milky. Blind.
It stumbled in the general direction of the Candidates, passing between two other hatching eggs. The noise of the cracking shells so near startled it and it bolted, knocking a black haired cadidate from his feet.
The little dragonet buried its nose in the boys white robes, creeling piteously.
T'rinmine? Has your Naercyth found you? I cannot see you... and I'm hungry.
The black haired boy, T'rin, cradled the brown's nose. "Yes, Naercyth, I'm here. It's okay." Carefully the boy stood up and with a hand lightly on the dragonet's nose he led his bonded from the Sands.
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Position: Rider
Dragon's Color: Brown (Blind)
Dragon's Name: Naercyth
Character's Looks: Thick feathery hair as black as pitch. Blue eyes and tanned skin. He's very freckly, especially his arms, shoulders, back, and face. He has large hands.
Character's Personality: Kind, pretty much a softy. He's friendly and quite, but is aloof, and only speaks to someone if he is spoken to first. He daydreams and can be childish. He won't stand for bullies.
Character's History: Searched from his small mountain hold he Impressed his blind dragon. He had much devotion to Naercyth, sticking up for him when he was picked on.
RP Sample:
Another egg was cracking, a flash of brown hide could be seen. The dragonet broke the rest of its shell, its head going up and casting a glance to the male candidates. A ripple of gasps went through the crowds, the dragon's eyes were milky. Blind.
It stumbled in the general direction of the Candidates, passing between two other hatching eggs. The noise of the cracking shells so near startled it and it bolted, knocking a black haired cadidate from his feet.
The little dragonet buried its nose in the boys white robes, creeling piteously.
T'rinmine? Has your Naercyth found you? I cannot see you... and I'm hungry.
The black haired boy, T'rin, cradled the brown's nose. "Yes, Naercyth, I'm here. It's okay." Carefully the boy stood up and with a hand lightly on the dragonet's nose he led his bonded from the Sands.