Post by Crete on Sept 17, 2012 18:14:05 GMT -6
CRETE
"Behind this beauty is a a dangerous predator.”
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"Behind this beauty is a a dangerous predator.”
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Alias: Crete
Age: 30 years
Orientation: Straight
Race: Dragon
Weight:2 tons
Build:Is a very large and muscular female dragon though is very lean and lithe.
Markings:Pale white scales, almost like diamonds
[/ul]Special: Just about everything a wild dragon does
Character: original
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Likes: Hunting, combat to prove her skills, flying among the mountains
Dislikes: Fruit and vegetables, shades, being treated like a common animal
Strengths: cunning, her speed, combat skills
Weaknesses:Slightly larger for some things, not as fast as smaller dragons, Short temper
Fears: Enclosed spaces, facing death
Secrets: Much prefers colder climates rather then a warm one and may often spends time towards the tops of mountains.
Defining Traits:
Brave :: Crete isn't afraid to throw herself into a fight or challenge and is always willing to test her skills in battle, even if it costs her life.
Quick-minded :: Despite sometimes seeming to be rash Crete is actually fairly quick thinker and is quick to adapt to most situations.[/ul]
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Family:
Father:Akor
Sibilings:Iarna(younger sister)
Other:N/A
[/ul]Full History:
Like her fellow wild dragons Crete hatched without the need to wait for a rider and when conditions were right. After hatching from her smooth, pale white egg within the Spine she began to start her fight for survival in the wild. Her first few years were some of the hardest times in her life as she learned to hunt properly with surviving on small game until she was big enough to eat larger game. Next was learning also how to fly and defend herself, which both took her some time to perfect over time.
After she had mastered the most basic of her survival skills, including in utilizing her fire breathing, she began to extend her area of hunting and looking for a new territory. Over the next several years she began to move over the vast expanse of Algaesia, exploring and creating mental maps she could use as her knowledge of the land grew. She had her share of challenges of course, facing her fellow wild dragons, other predators, and the many different races the land had to offer but none the less none of these encounters left a lasting mark on her. But unfortunately Crete never was lucky enough to find a place to call her own territory and has found herself moving from place to place.
But the one place she always sticks close to at times are the mountains of the Spine. It was always her home and when she has no luck in one area this is where she often returns, even if it sometimes puts her at odds with travelers and competing dragons. Even today she has stuck around here often but has plans to likely try her attempts in the Beor Mountains since they seem so vast.
Name: Tundra
Age: 18
Experience:6-7 years
RP Sample:
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Crete let out a soft sigh, smoke drifting from her nostrils since she had little on her mind today but to lounge about. Her current spot for the time being was a cave she had found this time uninhabited by any others and made use for it as a shelter until she moved on again. But hunting and fighting were the last things on her mind at the moment, having had a few deer earlier that filled her belly and would for a few days. And as much as she might have just flown around leisurely for a while she just really felt like doing nothing at all.
It wasn't exactly uncommon to see a dragon taking a break once in a while, sometimes it just helped to recharge your tired body. Besides there wasn't much excitement going on and there had been no rivals flying about trying to steal her spot, so what was to worry about? Well perhaps plenty but not like Crete really cared for the time being. If no one was challenging her then there was no need to press her body even more after flying around for a few days straight and having just hunted a good meal. But she wasn't planning to be like this all day, not when at any given point a rival could show or she would become bored and would need something to occupy her attention again.
But it wasn't taking long for boredom to finally begin to set in, yet still she was forcing herself to remain relaxed and at ease. It was slightly warm out, if not a little cool at the altitude she was at and a perfect time to catch a break. So again she didn't bother to worry and just closed her eyes to allow herself a few hours of a nap and to avoid boredom hitting her fully.