HollyHawk's Nest
Aug 13, 2015 4:39:03 GMT
Post by HollyHawk on Aug 13, 2015 4:39:03 GMT
Hi!
Here's my fleet, The Blue Pirates
Characters:
Benevolence: A softie at heart, she was ejected from the military, breaking the family's illustrious fame for producing the best battle dragons Varnae had ever seen. When Bevolence was born, pearly golden scales with wings feathered in what some swore were daisy feathers, her family turned away in shame. Always a dreamy dragon, she found focus and center when treating the wounds of others versus causing them. Her eyes are a hazel nut brown, with feathered brows and small horns, and big, floppy, tufted ears, a long body, and shorter legs. She has a nimble tail that ends in a feathered poof and very little muscle definition. Quiet and sweet, she sometimes backs away from taking risks and doesn't do too well under pressure, which is her main weak point as a Healer. She's an abnormally small Earth Dragon. ((Created for the fleet The Brin))
Bryce: A proud, somewhat show-offy tom with glittering, armored scales in a muddy rose gold. His eyes are reptilian yellow-green, set far back on either side of his wide, flat head, and striped with a long, feral, black pupil each. He's a stout dragon with low hips and a huge chest, muscled fore arms, and intimidatingly scarred wings from when he was held captive as a driver dragon and the crack of his master's whip tore him bloody. He's learned to let go of his anger and works to control it every day- more than anything, behind his bluster, he searches for happiness and peace. He breathes more smoke than fire, which is helpful to mask or incapacitate enemies. His tail is thick, short, and flexible, and ends in a simple point. On either side of his head, dense horns sprout out. ((Created for the fleet The Brin))
Anastas: A truly barbaric dragon, she enjoys the fleet life, the adventure, perhaps more than any of them. A majestic two legged dragon with wing tips that split into two usable fingers and an appendage very much like a thumb (all the better for examining treasure!) many a sailor has died with her snapping, bone white beak as his last memory. Her scales are the blueish green of shallow water against pure sand, her horns and claws white as snow. She wears a diadem of rusted chainmail on her head that runs down her delicate neck and clasps in the front of it, inlaid with gold and lapis lazuli. Her doubloon-gold eyes are clever and cruel, with long spidery lashes rimming them. She has a thick, inflexible tail with a wide golden spade on the end of it, and one of her eyes has been scratched out, leaving flesh that looks like fish meat dry and behind. She does have a soft spot for mothers and hatchlings (even when human), and readily slits the throat of anyone who tries to harm them. She finds men, both human and dragon, to be exhausting, and has little patience for their antics. ((Created for my fleet, The Blue Pirates))
Molde: A jagged scaled dragon with four short, stocky limbs and a muscled body, she’s always been perpetually sick. Her wide clam shell nostrils always drip blackish goo, her ribs always quake with vigorous coughs, and her eyes are always veined in red around the intensely blue irises. Her scales are speckled with black against green and her thick, scarred wings bear markings in smooth, syrupy pinks and blues. She has a wide, cat like face and a long, twisting tail that ends in blue spikes. She breathes a greenish-bluish fire and her plantigrade paws have thick, soft, pink pads on the bottoms. A heavy creature with opinions as strong as her wings, she cares about little but her own life and her strong morals. She has loyalty hard wired into her body, and blindly follows Anastas’s orders, something that often lands her in more trouble than not. Older than she’d like to admit, with a growl loud as a lions, she’s a poor hunter but excellent fighter. ((Created for my fleet, The Blue Pirates))
Malfurus: A brawny dark brown tom with darker stripes and thick horns jutting out to the sides from his temples. His back is a mess of darker stripes and speckles, and his lionlike frame is very intimidating in battle. His eyes are bright, electric yellow and he breathes a golden, wild fire. Bloodthirsty and dim, he exists in in a simple, prideful manner and believes that the strong should conquer the weak. ((Created for the fleet The Peacekeepers))