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The year is 2023, and the world is in more than its usual chaos. Indeed, it has been at war for the past five years. Nearly 500 years ago a balance had finally emerged between dragons and humankind. There were still wild dragons, which refused to be domesticated and were let be, but the majority found in humanity a sort of companionship worth having. Eggs were handled with care by the humans, so few dragons needed to care for their own eggs. Humans gladly took on the painstaking task in exchange for the excellent labor dragons provided. Dragons became devoted to the ones who hatched them and were raised to perform tricks, test stones for buildings, and a myriad of other tasks suited to their capabilities.

 

Not all was peace however. As with all valuable things, distribution wasn't equal. Wealthy regions like the United States, Europe, and China maintained a far higher ratio of dragons to people than poorer regions such as South America, India, and Africa. Beyond this inequality there were still natural disasters (caused by Tsunami Wyverns along with others), disease (kept at bay by white dragons), and poverty. But this was just the usual chaos.

 

Lurking beneath all of this, there were some who would have more. Cost was of no consequence for they did not have to pay. The precarious balance established after World War II has just come to an end, and a new order is bound to ensue. The entire world is desperate to sustain itself, for the resources of the world are desperately low. Everyone is making sacrifices, in rations, time, even life.

 

It seems as though whole world has been divided into three groups. The first group call themselves the Protectors of Order and they declare that the resources must be most carefully managed and all of the breeding centers shut down around the world in favor using dragon’s natural preferences without human interference. The second group is determined that regulations be made around the world on the breeding of dragons, by using only breeding centers and controlling who may contribute and attain an egg. They call themselves the Idealists. They acknowledge that there are far too many dragons in existence right now and as such are openly less sympathetic towards the massive number of deaths that war brings. The final group stands as an elusive refuge for those who wish to flee the war. They have nicknamed themselves the Defenders. They are, however, opposed to both sides with the firm belief that the resources of the world need time to replenish and that dragons need to be fully freed from human interference. There would be no more people raising eggs; only adult dragons would choose to bond or remain wild. The Defenders effectively pair the brave with the cowards for all must fight, but not alone.

 

The Protectors of Order have united under the leadership of Anthony Morales during this time. He is well-known by the public as a terrific speaker, and beyond that he has the skills and history to match his profile. He is all the more impressive for having a Guardian of Nature, Ice, Magma, and Thunder all fully devoted to his protection. He leads out of the mighty city of Redash, which spans from the Northern part of the Great Lakes in Canada, down to the Grand Canyon in Arizona. People from all over the world have immigrated to this city, and when it was being constructed the finest developers were called in. The city is well fortified despite its great size, with Nebula dragons being a favorite guard. Within the city are many bunkers. Because it was built after WWII it was built to withstand atomic bombs as decently as possible, but that is of course a last resort. The city has many other features to prevent such a disaster.

 

The Idealists look to Dominic Gunther and Nikolai Terasov to lead them. Dominic is quite fearsome with two Blacks, two Reds, and a Black Marrow constantly on patrol about him. Nikolai is guarded by a Brimstone, female Hellfire Wyvern, and Shadow Walker. Dominic and Nikolai are as close as brothers and have known each other for many years. They lead out of the city known as Maiwan, which touches into the Russian border but is mostly centered in China. Maiwan was built just before the war, but has been greatly added to in recent years. It's overall size is not nearly as great as Redash, but it makes up for its size in its intricacy. It has been nick-named the city of Marvel by those who live in it.

 

The Defenders are united under the leadership of Monica Reyes, who has earned her title not through grandeur but through her clear dedication to the cause. The Defenders have been largely ignored by the Protectors of Order and the Idealists because it has had little impact warring against either side. The Defenders have not, however, been inactive. Monica is an expert strategist and has helped to manage the recruitment's constantly. She has met almost all of the people within the Defenders at least once and was one of the three founders. She looks out for, and is looked out for by, a Swallowtail, Deep Sea, Crimson Flare Pygmy, Nilia Pygmy, and Daydream. It is not well-known to the public where the Defender's base actually is. Their city is rumored to be called the New Atlantis, but no one seems to know for sure. The Defenders are a subject rarely broached by anyone in the Protectors of Order or the Idealists for fear of being labeled a traitor and being turned in.

 

In nearly every country there are people who have established elaborate breeding centers for dragons and make a profit off of the eggs that follow. It is here that the people have come for either money if their dragon could produce an egg or in the hopes of walking away with an egg of another breed. Since the start of the war and shortage of supplies some have disbanded these places, but some still struggle to survive or market themselves as aids to the war effort. Indeed, no dragon is considered useless in these pressing times; all have been found useful in one way or another.

 

Every country had their own rules to protect the dragons, but the ones that were shared by all the countries were as follows:

 

1. If you possess a dragon egg and fail to hatch it or it is killed, you will be marked for all to know you are unworthy to care for a dragon.

2. If you kill an egg (in some this extends to even a hatchling), you will be killed

3. All dragons must have a portion (generally 1/3) of the day to spend at their leisure.

 

Since the start of the war however, many of these rules are being stretched, both by mass killings of eggs and encroaching on the time that dragons have to spend at their leisure.

 

It is not uncommon for a person to have but one, useful, dragon. Indeed, most people have raised and trained their dragon to work in close conjunction with them. They sell themselves together at various jobs; the dragon uses its skill and the human assists it. While having a dragon proves exceedingly useful, it may also be exceedingly dangerous. Depending on where they are, when they have a dragon there may be one, five, fifteen, or a hundred people who want their dragon. The rarer the dragon is, the more dangerous their situation. Humans and their dragons talk telepathically. Dragons have the clear upper-hand in this form of communication, expertly controlling their own minds. Humans tend to struggle with blocking their thoughts, and can only rarely manage to talk to another person through telepathy.

 

Since the start of the war people have been all the more desperate to have a dragon, if only for the extra degree of protection that it can provide. Some have even gone to the wild places of the world in an attempt to find a wild dragon that would be willing to work with them. Some have better luck than others, and as time presses more heavily there are less places for all to go. The war has been hard and slow. Major battles have already been fought and won, like when the Idealist's managed to claim the rest of Europe. The Protectors of Order have Canada, America, and Mexico fairly secure, though there is always some fighting in Alaska and Mexico, with the Idealist's pushing their borders. South America, Africa, and India are all under serious contention within the groups. No atomic bombs have been dropped but the possibility constantly around. There is very little to fear of that in the major cities, but the smaller cities in areas of contention are worried.

 

With the war draining so many resources, the world is truly reaching it's limits. Things are getting more desperate, people are starting to go hungry. The battle is getting real, to everyone.

 

Rules

No power-playing (being too powerful)

No God-modeling (controlling others characters)

Limited romance (simplistic descriptions at most)

No spamming, but you may double-post if necessary

Be polite when OOC

If one breed of dragons becomes too common, I may ask you to choose another breed

When speaking normally, use normal " and " normal text, when speaking telepathically, keep the quotes but italicize, and when thinking italicize, or italicize with these *

PM me if you want to be one of the characters in the background section

Take only as many characters as you can handle

I may add to the plot and edit this as necessary

Please send (PM) the form below to me. Then be sure to post at least a descriptive paragraph in the forum.

 

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Groups

 

The Protectors of Order

Leader

Anthony Morales-Guardian of Nature, Ice, Magma, Thunder

 

Enlisted

Tukiko-Sunstone

 

The Idealists

Leaders

Dominic Gunther-Red, Red, Black, Black, Black Marrow

Nikolai Terasov-Brimstone, Hellfire Wyvern, Shadow Walker

 

Enlisted

Borislav Dombrovski-Cavern lurker

Kateryna 'Kitty' Terasovna-Black Stripe, Moonstone, Dark Myst

 

The Guardians

Leader

Monica Reyes-Crimson Flare, Nilia, Deep Sea, Swallowtail, Daydream

 

Officers

Co-founder 1

Patrick (Rick) Thomson

 

Enlisted

Shobana Raji-White

 

The Wilds

Pastel Greenfin

 

Freelancers

Rick Daniels-Gray, Guardian

"Ever" Mori-Sunsong Ampithere

Nilam Shahi-Tri-Horn Wyvern, Misfit Pygmy

Aura-Royal Blue

Alexis (Archios) L. Griffin-Black

 

Simplified Characters

 

Katedj

Monica Reyes-Gysentio (Male Crimson Flare), Fezirmurah {Female Nilia), Luminosita (Female Deep Sea), Erdezeld (Female Swallowtail), and Ferovan (Male Daydream)

Shobana Raji-Altamoriqua (Female White)

Patrick (Rick) Thomson

Anthony Morales-Charniruga (Female GoN), Zaruc (Male Magma), Adeyaxa (Female Ice), Nevotoniz (Male Thunder)

 

Shadowflash

Pastel Greenfin-Wild Male Blusang Lindwurm

 

Hasaras

Rick Daniels-Birmingham (Male Gray), Shieldao (Male Guardian)

 

Mousia (Or Moose)

Sakura "Ever" Mori-Aurum (Male Sunsong Ampithere)

 

Icefyr1928

Borislav Dombrovski-Nova (Female Cave Lurker)

Nikolai Terasov-Geparix (Male Brimstone), Charfavta (Female Hellfire Wyvern), Vimatha (Female Shadow Walker)

 

Aquila

Nilam Shahi-Rajan (Male Tri-Horn Wyvern), Tilak (Male Misfit Pygmy)

Dominic Gunther-Texaina (Female Red), Notaravu (Male Red), Zeraui (Male Black), Dregthmor (Male Black), Solaziyth (Female Black Marrow)

Kateryna 'Kitty' Terasovna-Sergei (Male Black Stripe), Svetlana (Female Moonstone), Oksana (Female Dark Myst)

 

AuraX13

Aura-Azure (Female Royal Blue)

 

Kingcobra2018

Tukiko-Suntail (Male Sunstone)

 

ArchiosLukos (Archios or Lukos)

Alexis (Archios) L. Griffin- (Male Black)

 

Full Character Sheets

 

 

Username: Hasaras

Name: Rick Daniels

Gender: Male

Group: None yet. Right now he's a freelancer.

Ethnicity: American

Personality: Friendly and outgoing.

Appearance: Brown bowl cut, blue eyes, Caucasian and 6'1.

Stage/Age: 21

History: Born in Florida, Rick had a rather uninteresting life up until college. There he found an abandoned egg of a Gray dragon. Taking it in, the Dragon quickly grew on him. After the war started he did odd jobs to earn money and eventually got a second dragon.

Other: Birmingham, a Gray dragon and Shieldao, a Guardian dragon.

 

 

Username: Mousia (people can call me 'Moose', though)

Name: Sakura "Ever" Mori

Gender: Female

Group: None, but will join the Defenders/Guardians

Ethnicity: She has lived on the island of Japan, but has since moved around and become a well-weathered nomad.

Personality: "Ever" is a very conflicted person. Depending on who one asks, she is kind and charismatic, or cold and heartless. She relies heavily on her dragon companion and would never do anything to cross him. She has a strong sense of honor and would never break her word if she could control the outcomes (she would, of course, to save her dragon). "Ever" obeys authority if she respects it, but needs a specific mix of both freedom and restraint to respect something.

Appearance/Picture: "Ever" has dark, dark hair and equally pitched eyes. Her skin had been very fair once, but over her travels it has grown a bit darker and tougher. She has a scar here and there, but generally doesn't look too shabby in that respect. If one was asked to point out a picture of "Ever" the closest would most likely look a bit like this

Age: 25

History: "Ever" lived peacefully in a small town in Japan until the war started. She fled to the uninhabited countryside to wait for her dragon to mature into an adult (for it had been a hatchling at the time). Once he did, they flew off and into the sky, never to see their family of friends again. It was drastic, but Japan had been highly at risk for attack and she wanted to be far from her homeland if it were to be bombed. Since then, she traveled around the world, seeing cities belonging to each of the two main sides. She has yet to see anywhere that the Defenders live in concentration, though. She mainly calls a small Asian island home if she wants somewhere to return to.

Other: "Ever" owns one dragon which has been her companion since before the war started. This dragon is a male Sunsong Ampithere that is named 'Aurum' for his golden appearance in the sunlight.

 

 

Username: Shadowflash

Name: Pastel Greenfin

Gender: Male

Group: Is not in a group... for now, currently is just a wild dragon who messes with people.

Breed: Blusang Lindwurms

Personality: Arrogant and blunt but is caring and kind most of the time. Jokester.

Appearance: More seafoam green than blue. Tail has a gold ring.

Stage: Adult

Other: None

History: Pastel was hatched by his parents who were killed by 2 men. He hunted down the 2 men and killed them. Pastel found the gold ring on one of the men and he decided to take it. He messed with people who owned dragons by moving eggs to random places. He found out about the whole group shibang and decided to see what will happen if he messed with the group. He is currently deciding who to side with.

 

 

Username: Katedj

Name: Monica Reyes

Gender: Female

Group: The Defenders

Ethnicity: Filipino

Personality: Monica is very calm and collected. She’s good at problem-solving, but mainly organizing people to get jobs done. She spends her every waking moment doing something, never relenting from her work. She sometimes struggles with decisions, which is where she often asks for help from either of the co-founders who have become officers, or her dragons.

Appearance/Picture: Monica is 5’2’’ and has dark brown eyes and long black hair. Her skin is a light brown and she has a very well-balanced, strong body.

Age: 32

History: She grew up in the Philippines, where it was customary (before the war) to receive a dragon at 21. When she was 16 she was in the forest when she came across a pygmy dragon whose back was torn open. It was extremely distrustful at first, but became her first dragon.

Other: Has 5 dragons

 

Username: Kate

Name: Shobana Raji

Gender: Female

Group: None

Ethnicity: Indian (From India)

Personality: Shobana is very quiet, she spent her early years reading all of the books she could get her hands on. The only person that she fully trusts is Moriqua. Shobana is very kind and gentle, but when attacked she fights fiercely, but kills rarely.

Appearance: She is 5’8’’ and has long black hair, medium brown skin, and dark brown eyes. She had a heavy build, atypical for an Indian woman. She typically dresses in all brown, but in varying degrees. She always has a sword about her hip that was made by an expert swordsmith. The hilt comes from a Stone dragons scales, and the blade is made from a Guardian’s tail. It was made with the help of a Spitfire’s blue flame.

Age: 28

History: Grew up in a wealthy family that remained so despite the war. She was given a white egg at the young age of 17, and it fully matured when she was 23 and she left her family behind, against their wishes, and became a wanderer. Before then she had completed her college education and was officially a doctor.

Other: Has one Female White dragon, Altamoriqua.

 

Username: Kate

Name: Patrick (Rick) Thomson

Gender: Male

Group: The Defenders

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Personality: Rick is very calm and level-headed. He’s very organized and generally friendly. He can be harsh, especially if he feels the situation warrants it. For the most part, he isn’t very assertive. He loves Monica, but not openly so. He genuinely cares for everyone, but especially the members of the Defenders. He is protective of Monica, but he tries not to get in her way.

Appearance: Dark brown hair and light green eyes. He has pale skin and is very tall and lanky. He’s 6’0, but very thin. He stays active and is much stronger than he looks.

Age: 35

History: He was one of the three founders for the Defenders, and was very prominent in dreaming it up.

Other: No dragons, but he is currently responsible for general management of everyone who’s been recruited. He mainly focuses on battle training

 

Username: Katedj

Name: Anthony Morales

Gender: Male

Ethnicity: Half-French, Half-Mexican

Group: The Protectors of Order

Personality: Focused to a fault. He is decent at strategizing, but his strength comes from his interactions with people. He's very charismatic and good at motivating people. Despite being a wonderful friend to those around him, he is very detached. He works very hard at many levels, and is very unpredictable at times. He tends to ignore the few things that make him feel guilty

Appearance: user posted image

Age: 47

History: He grew up in a diverse home in America, learning to speak French, English, and Spanish fluently from a young age. When he was 18 years old he enlisted in the army without a dragon, moving up the ranks fairly quickly. At the age of 25 he got his first egg, a thunder egg which he raised carefully. At 30 his Ice dragon came along, and 35 his Magma. One year before the start of the war a guardian of nature was successfully summoned. The moment she hatched she was given a concoction that connected all of her abilities to him. Two years later, when she had fully grown, Anthony ran and won in the last election that the United States had. Since then the US has expanded, yet is no longer the US. To unite all of the people under a common cause it became The Protectors of Order.

Other: Charniruga (Female GoN), Zaruc (Male Magma), Adeyaxa (Female Ice), Nevotoniz (Male Thunder)

 

 

Username: IceFyr1928

Name: Borislav Dombrovski

Gender: Male

Group: Idealists

Ethnicity: Russian

Personality: Boris is a hearty, loud man, and quite friendly. Some might say too much so. However, when it comes to fights, he's as cold as the Russian winter that he came from. He tends to keep quiet about his past, but, like any great Russian warrior, he enjoys telling war stories over a large mug of alcohol. He is defensive when pressed, and boasts that he can go through any torture without breaking. He has developed a near unbreakable bond with his dragon, and wishes the same for all humans.

Appearance:

user posted image

 

Age: 46

History: Boris grew up in a poor suburb of a Siberian town, living an almost uneventful childhood with his twin brother, Ivan. It wasn't until he was 18 that the two brothers seperated, Boris joining the Russian army, and Ivan going on to be a scholar. Boris spent the next ten years serving Mother Russia, getting quite a few promotions for his unwavering strength and bravery. He has since joined the Idealists, believing that hatcheries are the best method of producing as many eggs as possible, so that more people can actually have Draconic friends of their own.

Other: Nova (Cavern Lurker)[F]

 

Username: IceFyr1928

Name: Nikolai Terasov

Gender: Male

Group: The Idealists

Ethnicity: Russian

Personality: Nikolai is very calculating. He’s a bit sadistic, the loss of life meaning very little to him. He cares deeply for Dominic, the only person he trusts completely. He is closely bonded with all of his dragons, having picked them all extremely carefully. He comes across as very relaxed, but can be fairly cruel.

Appearance: Light brown hair with light blue eyes. He has bushy, light-brown eyebrows that slant slightly down-wards. His skin is lighter than Dominic’s, but he is more heavily built and stands somewhere between 5’8” and 5’9”. He won’t let anyone measure him directly anymore.

Age: 34

History: Nikolai grew up with a very demanding, yet quite genius, mother. She pushed and demanded, and accepted nothing less than perfection. He thrived under the pressure, and became naturally cunning. He always out-performed his school-mates, so when he met Dominic in college he was pleased to find someone at least as intelligent as he was.

Other: Geparix (Juh-par-ix) Male Brimstone, Charfavta (Char-fa-v-ta) Female Hellfire Wyvern, Vimatha (Vye-moth-a) Female Shadow Walker

 

 

Username: Aquila

Name: Nilam Shahi (The S and H are not blended.)

Gender: Female

Group: Will join the Defenders/Guardians.

Ethnicity: Nepali

Personality: Peaceful but fiercely independant. Nilam is friendly with strangers, known for being quick to smile and slow to anger. However, she unwaveringly cold with people she believes have betrayed her in some way.

Appearance: Naturally tan skin and warm, dark brown eyes. Straight black hair that reaches just below her shoulders. She is slightly below average height with an athletic build. She has sharp facial features and carries a backwards-curving knife that looks like this.

Age: 24

History: Nilam was born in Kathmandu, the capital of Nepal. She spent her adult years as a mountain guide for tourists, occasionally taking time off to wander on her own. During an expidition into the Himalayas, she rescued a Tri-Horn Wyvern hatchling from where it had fallen in a crevice. When the hatchling grew up, it gave her one of its eggs to show appriciation. This egg became Rajan, her Tri-Horn Wyvern. A few years later, while running in the lower jungle, she tripped over the misfit pygmy egg and despite Rajan's protests raised it into an adult. She has mostly stayed in the wilderness so as to avoid the fighting, but has considered joining the Defenders.

Other: Tri-Horn Wyvern (Male, Rajan); Misfit Pygmy (Male, Tilak)

 

Username: Aquila

Name: Dominic Gunther

Gender: Male

Group: The Idealists

Ethnicity: German

Personality: Dominic is a quick thinker and a decent speaker. He is fairly social, especially among his peers. He enjoys the fear that generally comes into peoples eyes when they see him with all of his dragons, which he picked just for that effect, along with their expertise in killing. He is very close to Nikolai, trusting him completely as his only true friend. He is fairly easy to get along with, if you can deal with his ego.

Appearance: Black hair that is kept about an inch long, for the most part. Eyes look bright blue against his slightly tan skin. He has a strong, wide nose with a square-set jaw and black eyebrows. He stands about 5’10” and has broad shoulders and is physically fit.

Age: 32

History: Dominic grew up in a very wealthy, yet strict German home. He was a true German from the start, brilliant and dedicated, especially when it came to making something. Very self-controlled. It was when he went to college that he met Nikolai, and they became fast friends. Their alliance was so strong that once the war began they became representatives of their respective countries to make for a more coordinated war effort.

Other: Trexaina (Tre-xain-ya) Female Red, Notaravu (No-tar-a-vu) Male Red, Zeraiu (Zu-rye-oo) Male Black, Dregthmor (Dragth-more) Male Black, Solaziyth (So-la-zie-th) Female Black Marrow

 

Username: Aquila

Name: Kateryna 'Kitty' Terasovna

Gender: Female

Group: Idealists

Ethnicity: Russian

Personality: She flirts with everyone, male or female, especially if it seems to make them flustered and uncomfortable. Growing up in the mostly male-dominated society of Russia, she learned to let men believe they hold all the power no matter what the truth is. Kitty is extremely manipulative and clever. She loves her brother but is careful never to overestimate her value to him, and is slightly jealous of Dominic. Kitty will needle someone until they get frustrated or furious, just to see how much control they have and how easy they are to manipulate. She likes to play the part of silly, empty-headed, eye-candy girl, but possesses a calculating mind that her brother and Dominic are well aware of. The only creatures she would never lie to are her dragons. Though she prefers not to fight physically and could easily be beaten in a fair fight, she carries a hidden silver stiletto knife that she can use to great effect. She also has an excellent knowledge of poisons.

Appearance/Picture: Like this

Age: 25

History: When she was younger, she adored her brother and father but constantly fought with her mother, whose expectations Kitty believed were unrealistic. Her father died when she was 13 (and Nick was 20), which was devastating to her. After this, she focused all her energy on pleasing her mother, and joined the Idealist movement soon after graduating college.

Other: Black Stripe (Male, Sergei); Moonstone (Female, Svetlana); Dark Myst (Female; Oksana).

 

 

Username: AuraX13

Name: Aura

Gender: Female

Group: None

Ethnicity: American

Personality: Aura is usually quiet and always cautious. When she knows there is no danger around and relaxes when she can. When it comes to fighting, she tends to think a step ahead of the enemy to determine whether to fight or run. She can lose her temper at times but hides it and tries to stay calm. Other times she is happy and nice to be around, although she can get very impatient almost all the time.

Appearance: She stands at 5'5, has an average build with a little bit of muscle. Her hair is a light auburn with a bit of a dirty brown near the top of her head. Her hair goes down past her shoulders, almost to the middle of her back, being a bit straight with a few curls here and there. She wears a black t-shirt, blue jeans and a dark black hoodie. Her eyes are a bright and dark blue color and her skin is slightly pale.

Age: 23

History: Aura was born in the western part of the states, close to the mountains. Her family enjoyed the peacefulness out there as well as the wildlife. Her parents were both against the war and usually went out to protest or sometimes riot, leaving Aura at home in the care of her brother, Daviel. When she turned 9 she wanted her first dragon, seeing that her parents and brother had their own dragon, but was told she had to wait until she was old enough to take care of one. During her 16th birthday, her parents surprised her with a purple dragon egg, purple being her favorite color. Unfortunately the happy moment was short lived, being interrupted by the loud cries of dragons outside, breathing fire at the house and killing off her parents' and brother's dragons. They told her to run, telling her to keep running and never look back, and of course she did as she was told, running out the back of the house since the front was on fire. But before she even got far, she turned in time to see the whole house on fire, the roof collapsing in, crushing and burning anything and anyone trapped inside. Deep down inside her, she knew her family never made it out, even though she searched and called for them after the dragons that attacked had left. With no one to go to and nowhere to stay, Aura headed for the woods, knowing she had to learn quick to survive. Over the years she had survived, Aura had done well living in the woods until one day she came across a cave, close to stream, with a single dragon egg inside. She thought of leaving it to die but didn't have the heart, so she took it and cared for the egg until it hatched. Ever since then, Aura had taken care of her dragon, a strong unbreakable bond having been formed between the two as they travel together and help each other survive.

Other: Azura (Royal Blue Dragon, Female)

 

 

Username: Kingcobra2018

Name: Tukiko

Gender: female

Group: Protectors of Order

Personality: Shy,nice, and funny

Appearance: Dark brown hair and eyes, a t-shirt and blue jeans, barefooted (doesn't like shoes)

Age: 12

History: Mom died when she was three and her dad died last year (when she was 11)

Other: Dragons: Suntail, she had him since she was three. Breed: Sunstone

 

 

Username: ArchiosLukos. (call me by either part)

Name: Alexis L Griffin (Archios)

Gender: Female

Group: None (Possibly Protectors)

Ethnicity: 3/4 Swedish 1/4 Others (lives in America)

Personality: Archios is obsessed with dragons, wolves, england, the past, and high fantasy. She can be reclusive at times and overly talkative and bubbly at others. All of that depends on how you rub off on her. Beware though, she will intentionally annoy men that she finds attractive, even if it is just meant to be playful. She has a tendancy to dislike society in all of its forms, even if she does appreciate the technology it maintains. She likes company too, but she often gets bored or detatched to her friends easiy. She beleives the only way to solve the world's problems, even if temporarily, is anothernworld wat. Sometimes she has a game she plays of trying to mess with people by seeming to know more than she does. However, it is genuinely hard to tell if she does know something she's not letting on.

Appearance:

-eyes: Blue, otherwise described as being like a 'stormy sea'

-hair: Dark Brown, wavy, reaching down to the shoulders.

-skin: 'white', rosy colored, typically slow to burn.

-height: 5'7"

-weight: 112 lbs

-build: Lean, little muscle

-clothes: Alexis tends to wear jeans and a patterned shirt or occasionally a dress over it. One thing that is constant is a long brown coat reaching down to her knees that she keeps all of her things in. The pockets seem to hold more than they should be able to. Her clothes tend to be black, blue, red, white, or orange.

-other: ovuline face, light bones, long legs, looks older than she is.

Age: 16

History: Archios has lived what people consider a 'typical' life. She resents her parents and has for an extremely long time. She resented society at about that same time despite having a very happy childhood.

-Childhood

--???

-Middleschool

--Vaguely aware of politics

--Unaware of culture, not really even dragons

--Outside social circles

--Uninterested in school

-Highschool

--Uninterested in politics

--Vastly aware of and hateful of human culture

--Outside social circles

--Dedicated student

Other: -Black Dragon, male, adolescent

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I really like the plot, but you aren't really clear about exactly what each group's motives are. Try to explain what they stand for a bit more. Also, the character form is primarily for the human character, correct?

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Yay! biggrin.gif Yeah, I was hoping it would be a DC roleplay. And I'd appreciate having the extra room at the start. Thanks a lot Soupnazi.

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Cool. Approved. Have fun roleplaying!

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A pleasant, tropical breeze played lightly with the ocean surface, gently swayed the leaves of near-by palm trees, and then brushed the long black hair of a woman flowing away from her light brown face. Her dark brown eyes scanned the sky, and not in vain. She soon spotted a flash of red, and it wasn’t long before Gysentio landed beside her. His yellow eyes were bright and his scales gleamed a brilliant red.

"Hello Gysentio. Any news?" Monica asked, without saying a word. It was interesting to her how natural telepathy could become.

"Yes" Gysentio replied, clearly pleased. "There is a girl in India who is going about healing people with her white dragon. I think that she may be interested in joining, though I did not speak to her myself."

"What is her name?" Monica asked.

"Shobana Raji" He replied.

 

Monica was silent as she walked along the beach, Gysentio walking quietly by her side.

"Monica." She heard the soft voice of Fezirmurah, simultaneously sensing the delight of her small friend.

"Fezirmurah. I am here, where are you?: Monica asked, just as the small, light-blue, dragon flew into her arms. Monica smiled, running her hand along Fezir’s back.

"You were gone too long!" Fezir accused her.

"You know I am busy. I came back as quickly as I could." Monica answered softly, sharing her weariness with her friend.

"I apologize.: Fezir replied, more subdued. "I know that this war keeps you busy. I just missed you." Fezir sighed, then nestled in closer to Monica. "But you are here now. The war grows more bitter and violent up here every day. I find less and less prey on the island daily. I’ve started trying to fish, but I’m not the best at it." She added wryly, sharing a brief memory of when she was perched on a rock at a tidepool, reached for a fish and fell inside. Monica laughed.

"I will start bringing food from the sea when I come for you two. I can’t have you getting too hungry, or we’ll lose focus."

 

 

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The Indian woman stood tall and straight as she looked at the war-torn land. Her heart was moved with sadness as she remembered what had been and saw what was. Where there had once been a beautiful, lush forest there now stood many patches of scorched and withered trees. Some trees had survived, but there was no telling how long it would last, for even some that had survived initially were now dropping their leaves. The ground was pot-marked, like it had been stabbed over and over. She put her arms around Moriqua's neck in a hug.

"I won't let anyone hurt you" Shobana told the beautiful white dragon.

"I know. Come now, we have work to do" Moriqua replied. Shobana nodded, turning away from the broken land. It was time to help the broken people. She walked into what seemed like a desolate city with one hand on Moriqua's shoulder and one hand on the hilt of her sword. It wasn't long before they came across a man who was collapsed beside the street, his body badly burned. Shobana picked him up carefully and carried him to a near-by inn. They took a room on the promise of soon payment and there she began rinsing his wounds as gently as she could. Once she had cleaned them Moriqua caused him to fall into a deep sleep. She began healing him, his flesh growing back quick enough to be seen, and his thin frame even becoming a bit more rounded. They left the innkeeper some money for the man to have a place to stay for the night, and they continued on their way.

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It was one of those days, and it was Sunday. Pastel hated Sundays, it reminds him of the stupid war that is happening. Sure he might join someone, but he definitely won't do that anytime soon. Pastel walked out of his cave and yawned. He looked around at the ocean, such a beautiful sight only to be corrupted by the war. He frowned and yawned again as he heard some footsteps and some talking. Great, more people, Pastel hates people. He then heard some talking. Pastel walked out of the cave and saw a dragon and a human standing near his cave. He frowned once more. Dragons associating with people, disgusting, humans may be nice at times and very friendly, but during these times, they are the worst, so why talk to one? Pastel waved his tail which was sporting his gold ring.

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Erdezeld was circling the skies in aerobatic patterns. She could see Monica far below, but as she kept flying she spotted a flash of gold. Curious she dove down and landed lightly on a near-by tree. Now she could see what it was, it was a ring, but it was on the tale of a blusang lindwurm. "Hello" Erdezeld called to him, her voice naturally sounded quite happy. "My name is Erdezeld."

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"Huh?" Pastel turned his head and saw Erdezeld sitting on a tree.

"Oh hi there, my name Pastel, so what are you doing here?" He was confused, dragons rarely visit him or his cave. He narrowed his eyes and thought for a second. He sniffed the air trying to find any scent of humans on Erdezeld. He frowned as he smelled the scent of Monica on Erezeld.

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Erdezeld lifted her wings, the sunlight going through them causing a beautiful blue to shine onto the ground, and she glided quietly down a few feet away from Pastel. "I just noticed your ring while I was flying. It's very nice." She replied. She took a breath, noticing that Pastel was free from any human's scent. It had been a long time since she'd talked to a wild dragon.

 

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Far away from the tropical shores, Ferovan drifted along at the edge of a cloud above the city of Maiwan. His blue muzzle was peeking over the top as he watched the citizens of the city move about. He was on the look-out for Dominic or Nikolai, but he didn't truly expect them to leave their well-fortified home. So in the mean-time Ferovan watched the city, occasionally toying with a guards thoughts and the young children playing on the streets.

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"Why thank you." Pastel sighed as he thought of his parents. He had barely known them before they were killed.

"So what brings you here to the ocean?" Pastel glanced quickly at Monica.

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Noticing his glance Erdezeld followed it. "I work with Monica because of the war. It's why I'm here right now. I don't know what you know about the war, but most people think there are just two sides to it. One side wants dragons and people to die, then to make us breed most carefully to make things perfect. The other side wants us to flit about and spend our time breeding, then to take our eggs and make them fix the world." She said quickly. Then she lowered her voice, looking at him seriously. "But I don't work for either of those sides. Monica has promised me freedom if she can win. If she wins then dragons can be whatever they want to be. We could raise our eggs, and if we wanted we could be with people, if not just roam about."

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"I do know a lot about the whole war since during my free time I steal eggs from breeders, prank people, and spy on people as well. The eggs I steal never hatch though. I don't want to take sides currently, what I do want to do is to see and gather info to predict what will happen. I then will make a decision on what to do and when to do it." Pastel looked at the sky. It was still Sunday and Sunday was again the day he hated most. He thought for a bit and decided pass the time after the Erdezeld and the human leaves by stealing some eggs from breeders.

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Erdezeld heard Monica calling her name, and she looked at Pastel slightly torn because she was curious about what he did with the eggs. "Maybe I'll see you around." She said quietly, her light blue eyes taking in a last glance before she flew quickly towards Monica, going just over Pastel. She landed beside Monica and soon felt Monica's soft hands on her neck, soon followed by wrap her arms around her neck and settle onto her back. "We're going to India." Erdezeld hummed slightly in response. She circled three times in the sky, fully orienting herself, before she took off in the direction of India. At least it wasn't too far away, not compared with America or Russia anyways.

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Pastel thought for a second. He could always go and steal eggs, but he can't always meet other dragons and chat with them. He then decided to go with Erdezeld. Pastel took to the sky chasing after Erdezeld.

"Hey! Wait up!"

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Pastel's voice faintly made it to her as Erdezeld flew along, she slowed down accordingly to wait for him. To save her breath however, she greeted him through telepathy. "Hello again Pastel. Are you sure you want to fly with us?" She asked as she began to pick up momentum again. "It's safer on the island than where we're going" She explained.

 

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The longer Shobana stayed in the city, the more people flocked about her. She worked on as many people as she could, sometimes borrowing from Moriqua's ability to complete the more tricky parts. It was small stuff mostly, healing burns, open sores, occasionally a fever. In exchange people brought her food (which Moriqua would sniff carefully, but subtly), and she would stay with whoever Moriqua deemed trustworthy for the night. Shobana rarely accepted money for her work, preferring to live without using it as much as she could.

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The sunny day suddenly had a change as massive storm clouds abruptly formed. Rain poured down on the village below, eliciting cheers and cries of joy. A Gray dragon flew down from the sky and hovered just above the ground. I jumped off, landing on my feet. The town's mayor ran up to me dipping his head. "Thank you, sir. This drought has been affecting everyone around this area, and without that water we may not have had enough crops to survive. The village of Tarkey is forever in your debt." The man said. I nodded and made a waving gesture with my hand. "No problem. Just a simple Gray overflight. Thanks for having us!" I say as I hop back on Birmingham and fly off. Shieldao joins us in midair. "I'm sad to leave them. They were nice." He spoke telepathically, eliciting a grunt from Birmingham. "You're only saying this because they gave you a frosted dragon biscuit. Now shut up and let me fly in peace." He snapped back, looking downwards for any signs of trouble. He's usually paranoid like that.

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It sun glimmered off of Aurum's brilliant scales and Ever smiled down at him. She sat on his back as he flew gracefully. The young woman held on tightly, wrapping her arms around his serpentine body. It was really lovely in the sky. The clouds dampened both of them as they passed through, but that was hardly an issue. The feeling with bright and happy. Unlike the world below, the sky was inviting and friendly and joyful. They both felt at ease up there. They'd been together in the sky so long that it almost felt unnatural to walk (or slither, in Aurum's case) on solid ground. But as Ever tapped his left wing twice, Aurum knew it was time to descend. As they lost altitude, they saw a large-ish party of dragons (some were pygmies) flying around. Ever grinned and Aurum bobbed his head ever-so-slightly. More people. And they didn't seem to belong to either of the major warring sides. Beautiful! That was just amazing! She had wanted to see others that shared her beliefs for so long... "Can you get down closer? I want to know who there are where they're going." The large dragon simple bobbed his head again in response. He pointed his nose toward the Earth to send the pair hurdling down towards the caravan. Abruptly flaring his wings out and straightening to a more-or-less horizontal position, the dragon roared lowly. Not in aggression, but to make himself known. He didn't like using words unless it was necessary. Enemies could eavesdrop. He hated eavesdroppers...

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A sudden roar caused Monica to glance over her shoulder where she spotted a young woman on a Sunsong Ampithere close behind them. She cursed herself under her breath for letting anyone, friend or foe, be able to sneak up on her like like. "Split" She told Gysentio and Fezirmurah quietly, and she could just see them going off in different directions. She glanced at the wild Lindwurm was was flying beside them, figuring that he had probably been the source of making the group seem quite larger. *I have been getting far too careless recently.* She scolded herself as she pointed to the ground. Talking in the air was too hard, and she hoped that they wouldn't mind landing if they were interested in a conversation.

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Pastel heard a roar and scowled. He glanced quickly at the source, another dragon and human. He paused abruptly in the air and then flew towards Erdezeld and Monica.

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Erdezeld felt a light tap on her shoulder and began to descend. "So do you want to come with us, Pastel?" She asked, glancing over at the Lindwurm before focusing on finding a safe place to land. She spotted a nice open rock that was high enough out of the ocean and plenty big enough for all of them to land comfortably. The air got a bit tricky as she got closer to the water, but Erdezeld managed to fly fairly smoothy and avoid the up-drafts, landing lightly on the teensy island.

 

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Monica dismounted easily from Erdezeld, facing the strangers quickly. She waited to see whether they would greet her orally or telepathically. She could tell that Erdezeld was distracted by the Blusang, but she didn't let it bother her. Instead she smiled and tilted her head quizzically as she waited to see what they wanted to know.

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"Sure, why not. It is boring just staying in a single place for your whole life."

Pastel landed next to Erdezeld and waved at Monica slowly. He saw the other dragon and human flying close to the group. He frowned slightly.

What do these people want?

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Ever noticed Monica's motion and nodded slightly to herself. She tapped on Aurum's left wing again with her hand and they descended slowly. The purple-gold dragon landed on the rock easily enough and coiled his tail up like a snake would have. Ever slid down his body and set her feet on the rock with slight unease. "I'm sorry about his 'greeting'. He doesn't speak often and tries to avoid it. I was hoping we wouldn't startle you. Some people handle it better than others. But we're not foes, I assure you. Just very curious. I was just wondering what side you all were going to fight for. Or if you were members of the Defenders. I've been looking for a little while." She looked back up at Aurum, who bobbed his head with slight anger. The black-haired woman reached out and stroked the beast's neck gently to calm him. They had a bond that had been strengthened and cemented over the years of companionship and reliance. "I'm Sakura Mori, but I prefer to be called Ever. It's a long story about how that name came to be, but if you could call me that..." She smiled a little and trailed off. She was rambling again.

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Pastel frowned. He scanned Aurum and Ever, noticing that the dragon was tense and the human was rambling.

Better introduce myself, again.

"Hello there person and dragon."

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