Dragon roleplay

Dragons:
Stirria The Fierce
Uiragn The Vicious
Malleyc The Youthful
Nefari the Ruthless
Atsilo the Watcher
Licthor the Mercenary
Folkvardr The Undead

Name: Uiragn
Title: Uiragn the Vicious

Personality: He is quite protective, and often sharp-tongued. He's sly and vicious in battle, and is loyal to Queen Sirath.
Past (time before put to sleep): TBA

Name: Malleyc (Yes, I just did Malec reference, face it)
Title: Malleyc The Youthful
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Personality: A wonderous free-thinker, whose smarts are often put to doubt. He is friendly but can often fall into moments when he becomes dark and closed. He is otherwise kind and childish, and loyal to Queen Sirath
Past(time before put to sleep): TBA

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Name: Nefari
Title: Nefari the Ruthless
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Personality: As her title says, ruthless. She is loyal to Queen Sirath to the end, and will not hesitate to kill in her honour. She is cold, intelligent, sharp - tounged, serious and unfriendly.
Gender: Female
Past(time before put to sleep): N/A

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Name: Atsilo
Title: Atsilo the Watcher
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Personality: He isn't exactly timid, but due to his realatively small statue he seems to be servile to those of authority and bigger dragons who treat him well. He can sometimes appear to be less civilized, and will often make the same motions as a wild animal, and this is included in how he fights. He doesn't fight fair, strangling, biting, and doing whatever he can to cause the most damage. However, this is often out of fear, not any inclination to cruelty. He stays to the sidelines during social situations, content to think alone. But if someone were to talk to him, he would gladly have a small conversation.
Gender: Male
Past: Atsilo was raised in a small hunting village and learned early on to take care of himself, as well as to be wary of strangers. Being short made him an easy target for bullies, but soon learned to fly well before the other dragon hatchlings. With this solitude he often hunted for his family, and he became addicted to this time alone. But once he reached a certain age, he was forced out of his childhood home and had to survive alone in the wilderness, where he became even more reclusive. Soon, however, he came across another village and settled close by and came into town every week or so to sell what he hunted. It was there that he was recruited for a rouge militant group posing as a branch of the kingdom's army. Right before his first battle against a group of "rebels"(the real army), however, he became disenfranchised and deserted. His former squadron was decimated, and he retreated his home farther into the wilderness.

In the events before the sleeping period, he had gone hunting for himself when he heard the voice. After that was what was said in the prologue.


oh wow i did NOT mean to write that much.

No no its good tho his story and everything it was nice to get to know him

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Name: Licthor
Title: Licthor the Mercenary
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Personality: As his title suggests, he isn't strong with morals. He could care less about most things. Licthor won't take sides unless he feels like it would benefit him.
Gender: Male
Past(time before put to sleep): Before he was put to sleep, Licthor spent his time in lesser creatures business. Lichtor was born into a bloodline of soliders that either won or didn't come back. He decided to carry on this and fought for the Queen until he was blamed for a horrible defeat, thought to have told the enemy and was driven out by his own soldiers, later to inform the higher ups that he had betrayed them and was killed for it. After that he took to a different path of life, serving creatures that he could easily kill. He would fight in their wars for the sake of a new thing to his name, and more territory for himself. He has an impressive hoard but didn't consider using it to attract a mate or anything like that. His alliance with many different creatures gave him an advantage over others and without knowing, he united some. Soon was known as just the Mercenary, this was indeed an insult and he had no problem with being called it. They told stories about how he lurked in old battlefields guarding the dead until the next day and if they interrupted that he would make them go with the dead as well to keep them inside. This was entirely false but he could be seen lingering for a bit after battles. For this he was known as the Guardian which he dismissed as a hatchling's name.

When he had heard the voice he was far too curious to not go, he had no reason to resist anyways.

OOC: I'm finally getting back some free time and I'm really interested in this rp, so here it is!!! I dunno if thind of dragon will be accepted though... Also sorry for the long app...I didn't meant it to be this long at first, I swear, but my muse went crazy



Name: Folkvardr

Title: The Undead

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Personality: In the past, Folkvardr found himself having some heavily contrasting personalities thanks to what he had to endure. However, after he took the decision of leave that behind he became heavily neutral and emotionless. He pays no attention to the fight between good and evil anymore, and if given the choice, he would silently look from afar instead of getting involved, as, in his eyes, he already fought his battles and really sees little to no reason to fighting the battles of someone else. Though he has some inclination towards the good, as he clearly prefers it over evil, he won’t defend it unless he finds an actual reason behind such actions. He will behave in a good manner around those he comes to consider his allies, and would never betray them unless his own life is put on the line (As he can indeed be re-killed, he simply isn’t able to die from illness or natural death anymore). If someone hurts him he will hurt them back, and in need he will tend to completely ignore them. He doesn’t wishes any ill for those he doesn’t know, but will neither fight for them nor make sacrifices if any evil falls upon them. He may attack an unarmed foe if he feels it necessary. He will not kill, but may harm an innocent. He may use torture to extract information, but never for pleasure. He will never kill for pleasure, only in self-defense or in the defense of others. He may use poison as long as there is an overwhelming need. He will help those in need if it is in his best interest and works well alone or in a group. He responds well to higher authority until that authority attempts to use the law to hamper his ability to pursue his own self-interest. He will follow the law unless breaking it is in his best interest and he's reasonably sure that he will not be caught. He rarely speaks at all, as he has no interest to join in senseless discussions or chit-chat, to the point where no few dragons though he was completely mute. However, when he does, his deep voice reflects his experience and age, and the things he says are usually fairly important and straight to the point. He never repeats himself, so listening to him is always wise. In fewer words, he can be described as a true neutral dragon.

Gender: Male

Past(time before put to sleep): Many years ago, Folkvardr was known as “The Guardian” or “The Defender”. Wherever there was trouble or anyone in need of help, he went without thinking it twice. He never told a lie and never harmed any innocent, his goal in life being bringing joy to the life of the ones around him and punish the wrongdoers by taking them to justice. His reputation was well known and he was loved everywhere he went, but regardless of the temptations he never allowed the fame to get to his head, staying humble and righteous. However, during his travels he also made some enemies, as there was always that shady someone that saw him as a threat or an obstacle to their not so pure deals. One time he met a traveling group of dragons, and he soon became friends with them. They shared many nights telling stories of their past, whether it was a pleasure flight or a tale from the warrior of how he captured a certain villain, years flew by as they became a recognized team of guardians across many lands. However the tale that had such a happy setting was destined to a terrible ending before it even started, as one night, during his sleep, Folkvardr was murdered in cold blood by the same dragons that he had come to consider almost a second family, the group of traitors that had decided to band against him and earn their trust to stab him in the back when he least expected it, and then abandon his body, letting it rot unceremoniously under the sun. The why or how is unclear even for him, but after a long time, when most of the flesh that once covered his bones was gone and he was nearly forgotten, he woke from the dream that for many was eternal. The once lifeless body glowed blue, the unnatural glow enough to make the bravest shrink in fear, as he opened his long wings, with the thin layer skin that once covered them reduced to barely rags, he took flight with the same magic that brought him back to the world of the living. With dark feelings he never had before, he chased the ones that once killed him, and took his rightful revenge, on by one, all of them met their fate by his own claws and flames. However, as soon as his only purpose was fulfilled, he was left with nothing but an empty fate of his own and a heavily damaged personality thanks to his actions. Two paths were presented before him, one of light, the other of shadows, but he decided to take none, walking down the uncertain path between the two that most creatures wouldn’t even see, leaving behind both right and wrong, his old selves, both the loved warrior and revengeful murderer, left in the back of his mind to rot on their own, like he had done for so long under the sun of that lonely place.
Sensible to magic, as he was sustained by it, he had no trouble on hearing the voice, letting his claws carry him to it, just like they had carried him from place to place for the many years he had spent as nothing but an undead wanderer without a place to call home, nor a fate.

When will we begin the roleplay?

Added~ We will begin later today hopefully, I was gone for a while because I was grounded and school But I'm back now.

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