Post by killjoy on Mar 7, 2013 11:18:03 GMT -5
Name: Azronical
Age: ?
Eyes: dark purple
Hight: 19 feet
Weight 235
Species: ebonystriker
Stuff: Has a stone necklace with a gemstone that changes colors. Haze has a matching necklace that Azronicle made for him.
Occupation: hunting seek and find tracking
Sex: male
Voice: Very deep and suprisingly calming, big booming laugh similer to a conch horn going off.
picture is in my signature but coloration is off
Description abilities and weapons and disadvantages: a little smaller then a nightmare but fast dark purple color but lighter on the back, has 3 different kind of spines, 1 when shot can be tracked by the ebonystriker via some sort of homing instinct if it strikes an object or creature it will stick to it therefore making tracking the item easy and in the process awakens a bloodlust in Azronicle making his movements more precise and deadly these spines are shot from its mouth out of a side chute after the first three of these spines they become solid causing a very destructive hit, and the detection range depending on the weather is about 20-35 yards. the second type is on it shoulders when shot its attached by a small cord that's durable effective in taking out flying prey and holding down angry dragons, and to add on to its effectiveness it can be retracted back into its shoulders similar to a night fury's teeth. the last is coated in a sedative and cannot be shot its on the front forepaws and back paws the sedative isn't strong enough to put you to sleep but its more of a hallucinogen designed to effect combat awareness and fog up the senses. Strong backpaws but weak forepaws. Coated in an ebony colored substance that acts like the spines on its forepaws making any dragon to bite it get a fowl taste and hallucinates to a smaller degree then the spines.
More suited to disable its prey before it kills not overly strong but makes up for it in quickness and cleverness. Not as strong in close combat. Attacks in quick bursts and has high stamina avoids up close combat to an extreme.
Has a defensive breath attack allowing him to breath rock into a barrier around him or just in front of him. this barrier can withstand serious attack before crumbling. very good against catapults and other ranged attacks he also can make the rock into usefull shapes and can breat
It into traps such as spikes and chutes to corner a foe. Mostly boulder class but commonly referred to as sharp and strike class 2 very versatile dragon.
Overall a highly defensive oriented dragon but just as devastating in attack but weaker up close (note didn't say weak just weaker) prefers to handicap its enemy before taking it down causes confusion which can devastate an opponents ability to focus and attack.
Demeanor and history: loyal but has temper problems quick to fight but even quicker to protect. Azronical is prideful to a fault but kinder to younger dragons it seems he must have lost his hatchings because he is constantly taking care of everyone else's constantly. Many a night he sits on the waterfront staring out at the sea like he's waiting for someone or something deep in thought.
His rider is Rovertson. (UPDATE) Azronical father died in an atempt to kill Rezoroth but before he died he said a prophesy "Two shattered souls wander till they meet each other. Both changed in ways unpredicted but a great enemy rises to to try and break them apart. As they combine they see each others fate But secrets will threaten to destroy them both. And when secrets hide no longer the darkness will be no more." End update.
Everything below this is a quote from the rp The Breath Of Change
It all started when i was 60 years old, it was a dark night with no moon visable to light the way but you see my dragonkind sees in ways that no other dragon sees i can even see the wind itself. but back to the story i was hunting when i saw 3 hatchlings under a trees root hiding from something, these where timberjack hatchlings and I decided to help them out they looked sad and I could tell by their scent that their mother must of abandoned them so I took them in. I raised them for 20 years. each one had a name. one was Glacie because of its unusual snow color and it had a habit of licking the ice in my cave the other two where named Arc and Hilter. Arc was named because of the defect that makes his back arc upwards any time he walked and Hilter reminded me of my brother who I lost a 10 years before finding them. I was terribly lonely before finding them and would even think about making my final plunge. but as they grew I knew the day they would leave the nest was growing closer and closer. And I thought of them as my own blood even if they where not. but a year before they where to leave tragedy stroke, young arc got sick and it spread to the rest of the hatchlings by the time I was able to do something I had lost precious arc to the plague. when I smelled the air I knew what happened instantly and I was lost in a rage so great I tore up half the mountain piece by piece before I was calmed i knew exactly who had done this crime. it was my old nemises Rezeroth the plaguedragon. he has hated me for centuries and attacked me at every chance he could attack me. his breath itself is riddled with disease and if he touches you can get sick so horribly your own body becomes a prison. He has made it his personal agenda to wipe my breed out for someting that happened way before my time. I fear I am the last one left. I told my serugate hatchlings to hide and live their lives while I searched day and night for Rezeroth. but I never found him to this day. But ever since I have been protective of any hatchling fearing everywhere I go he might hurt them to get at me. In my search I ended up in the cave I met Rovertsone and I took care of him as my own we traveled far and wide till we ended up here, I even reunited with my dear Glacie and Hilter although Rovertson still doesn't know how I think of him and what my connection was to the timberjacks. Then we ended up here deciding it was finally time to settle from our nomadic lifestyle but I fear we are about to be uprooted again. That's my story."
As for the poll ignore the last option ok.
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Age: ?
Eyes: dark purple
Hight: 19 feet
Weight 235
Species: ebonystriker
Stuff: Has a stone necklace with a gemstone that changes colors. Haze has a matching necklace that Azronicle made for him.
Occupation: hunting seek and find tracking
Sex: male
Voice: Very deep and suprisingly calming, big booming laugh similer to a conch horn going off.
picture is in my signature but coloration is off
Description abilities and weapons and disadvantages: a little smaller then a nightmare but fast dark purple color but lighter on the back, has 3 different kind of spines, 1 when shot can be tracked by the ebonystriker via some sort of homing instinct if it strikes an object or creature it will stick to it therefore making tracking the item easy and in the process awakens a bloodlust in Azronicle making his movements more precise and deadly these spines are shot from its mouth out of a side chute after the first three of these spines they become solid causing a very destructive hit, and the detection range depending on the weather is about 20-35 yards. the second type is on it shoulders when shot its attached by a small cord that's durable effective in taking out flying prey and holding down angry dragons, and to add on to its effectiveness it can be retracted back into its shoulders similar to a night fury's teeth. the last is coated in a sedative and cannot be shot its on the front forepaws and back paws the sedative isn't strong enough to put you to sleep but its more of a hallucinogen designed to effect combat awareness and fog up the senses. Strong backpaws but weak forepaws. Coated in an ebony colored substance that acts like the spines on its forepaws making any dragon to bite it get a fowl taste and hallucinates to a smaller degree then the spines.
More suited to disable its prey before it kills not overly strong but makes up for it in quickness and cleverness. Not as strong in close combat. Attacks in quick bursts and has high stamina avoids up close combat to an extreme.
Has a defensive breath attack allowing him to breath rock into a barrier around him or just in front of him. this barrier can withstand serious attack before crumbling. very good against catapults and other ranged attacks he also can make the rock into usefull shapes and can breat
It into traps such as spikes and chutes to corner a foe. Mostly boulder class but commonly referred to as sharp and strike class 2 very versatile dragon.
Overall a highly defensive oriented dragon but just as devastating in attack but weaker up close (note didn't say weak just weaker) prefers to handicap its enemy before taking it down causes confusion which can devastate an opponents ability to focus and attack.
Demeanor and history: loyal but has temper problems quick to fight but even quicker to protect. Azronical is prideful to a fault but kinder to younger dragons it seems he must have lost his hatchings because he is constantly taking care of everyone else's constantly. Many a night he sits on the waterfront staring out at the sea like he's waiting for someone or something deep in thought.
His rider is Rovertson. (UPDATE) Azronical father died in an atempt to kill Rezoroth but before he died he said a prophesy "Two shattered souls wander till they meet each other. Both changed in ways unpredicted but a great enemy rises to to try and break them apart. As they combine they see each others fate But secrets will threaten to destroy them both. And when secrets hide no longer the darkness will be no more." End update.
Everything below this is a quote from the rp The Breath Of Change
It all started when i was 60 years old, it was a dark night with no moon visable to light the way but you see my dragonkind sees in ways that no other dragon sees i can even see the wind itself. but back to the story i was hunting when i saw 3 hatchlings under a trees root hiding from something, these where timberjack hatchlings and I decided to help them out they looked sad and I could tell by their scent that their mother must of abandoned them so I took them in. I raised them for 20 years. each one had a name. one was Glacie because of its unusual snow color and it had a habit of licking the ice in my cave the other two where named Arc and Hilter. Arc was named because of the defect that makes his back arc upwards any time he walked and Hilter reminded me of my brother who I lost a 10 years before finding them. I was terribly lonely before finding them and would even think about making my final plunge. but as they grew I knew the day they would leave the nest was growing closer and closer. And I thought of them as my own blood even if they where not. but a year before they where to leave tragedy stroke, young arc got sick and it spread to the rest of the hatchlings by the time I was able to do something I had lost precious arc to the plague. when I smelled the air I knew what happened instantly and I was lost in a rage so great I tore up half the mountain piece by piece before I was calmed i knew exactly who had done this crime. it was my old nemises Rezeroth the plaguedragon. he has hated me for centuries and attacked me at every chance he could attack me. his breath itself is riddled with disease and if he touches you can get sick so horribly your own body becomes a prison. He has made it his personal agenda to wipe my breed out for someting that happened way before my time. I fear I am the last one left. I told my serugate hatchlings to hide and live their lives while I searched day and night for Rezeroth. but I never found him to this day. But ever since I have been protective of any hatchling fearing everywhere I go he might hurt them to get at me. In my search I ended up in the cave I met Rovertsone and I took care of him as my own we traveled far and wide till we ended up here, I even reunited with my dear Glacie and Hilter although Rovertson still doesn't know how I think of him and what my connection was to the timberjacks. Then we ended up here deciding it was finally time to settle from our nomadic lifestyle but I fear we are about to be uprooted again. That's my story."
As for the poll ignore the last option ok.
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