Post by Mike on Apr 4, 2009 16:01:21 GMT -5
Name: Saphira Knoxworth
Nick Name: Deadly Terror - The Fallen One
Gender: Female
Race: Dragon
Powers:
Age: She would be about Eighteen in Dragon years, The age dragons reach their full size.
Fur/Scale Color: Midnight black
Eye Color: Golden, they give a soft glow at night
Appearance: Well not much to say about a dragon. Standing around Twenty feet tall, now fully grown, and at about a total weight of one ton, one fact which she will deny to her death. That aside her massive frame is her downfall, you can't exactly be subtle when your that big.
Her weapons, as with any other dragon, would be her teeth and claws, although there is an exception, to be explained later. Moving on, her claws are razor sharp, as well as her teeth, preferring the taste of fresh blood, then cleaving it away with a sword.
Do to her ability, despite it's short time span, her appearance may change. Taking the form of an elegant woman in a long black dress, no armor adorns her body, but a single sword can be seen sheathed upon her waist. the hilt diamond encrusted. It was once said that Dragons who could take human form, and then forced to fight. Their weapon of choice would be a single sword, one forged from the very soul of their being.
Personality:
Much like Mike's her real personality doesn't come out, unless among friends. She can come off very cold, and even ruthless to a lot of people, preferring to intimidate them with her immense size, then engage in anything qualified as a conversation.
While speaking to others then is certainly noticeable, what typically shocks people is how quickly her tone changes when speaking with Mike. Almost as if caring and gentle she becomes, like a guide to him.
That being said, that's her true personality, the caring and gentle one, always worried for her charges. She tends to be a bit motherly toward Mike, babying him, and being strict when needed. That being said the same thing still stands out for her that is does Mike. Loyalty. She'll befriend her self with anyone Mike does, as is vice-versa, and she'll do anything for them.
History:
Born in Dragon Canyon, The Canyon beneath Mike's home, like any others of her race. She lead a simple life with Mike. The two growing up together, and exploring the rocky terrain around them. Life had been good, the two were happy not a care in the world.
The years went by and they began to grow bigger, soon Saphira passing Mike in size as she began to grow more quickly. Around the time they were both Five was when it happened. Their rivals had attacked.
Saphira, being more mentally developed them Mike, had wanted to fight, but she knew she couldn't. She would have been slaughtered just like her brothers and sisters were being then. She had to protect Mike, oblivious to the real danger around him, as he cried at his fathers body, begging him to move.
So that night, with his mother's aid, they escaped their rocky homes. traveling down the mountain, much to the guide of her. Mike tended to stray at times to look at random things they passed, being young and all he had a short attention span, thankfully his mother was there as well.
They traveled for days, looking for any sign of a city, nothing came into view, finally though on the bring of death from dehydration they found a place, where Mike finally grew up actually. The little cottage nestled into the woods...a haven.
They took them in fed and clothed them, to their dismay though, the child's mother had been afflicted with an illness on her journey, the result of a cut upon her leg, giving to her by some unknown object.
She passed away a week later, leaving the couple to decide what to do with her son, and this mysterious creature that had just recently showed up, never to leave Mike's side. It was of course Saphira, returned, now that Mike's mother could no longer keep her away. The only conclusion that seemed feasible was that they should raise him, you couldn't put a child on on the steps at that age, it was unheard of...
And there so the tale ends, bringing us now to what may unfold.
Picture:
- Credit: Hosting would go to DeviantART. While to the poster would be The Black Dragon Club -
-Human Form Saphira-
- Credit: Hosting I suppose would go to Democraticunderground.com, while the poster is unknown.
Nick Name: Deadly Terror - The Fallen One
Gender: Female
Race: Dragon
Powers:
- Fire breathing: As with any dragon, Saphira has the ability to breathe Fire. The fire blue in color, signifying the hottest of them all, can be deadly in it's own right, searing away land in an instant. Frightening indeed.
- Armored: Saphira's scaled are like armor, giving her protection against basic Magical and Physical strikes. that being said though, like in any armor, the chink would be underneath the scales, a well placed blade could do her some harm
- Darkness - Fire control: Saphira's own ability, which she loves using to toy with people. She can control the elements of Fire and Darkness, causing all light to escape and leave a person blind, or hiding a fire in the shadows, and waiting for an oblivious person to step into the flames.
- Flight: Her main method of transportation, aside from walking. The flying also give her better reflexes in battle, able to evade more precisely, while striking harder.
- Appearance change: to better fit in more, Saphira has learned the ability to change into a human, well not permanently, only for really an hour or so to be exact. She doesn't exactly like being in the form, she can still feel how cramped her muscles are. bothersome, to be sure.
- Moonlit Squall: While Saphira is shrouded in shadows, they actually begin to heal her, causing minor wounds to heal while she can regain her strength. That being said that's only if she's out of the light.
- Dual Threat: As Most attacks just cancel each other out when hitting each other. Mike and Saphira seem to work differently, working together and moving in sync till they combine creating something even more lethal.
Age: She would be about Eighteen in Dragon years, The age dragons reach their full size.
Fur/Scale Color: Midnight black
Eye Color: Golden, they give a soft glow at night
Appearance: Well not much to say about a dragon. Standing around Twenty feet tall, now fully grown, and at about a total weight of one ton, one fact which she will deny to her death. That aside her massive frame is her downfall, you can't exactly be subtle when your that big.
Her weapons, as with any other dragon, would be her teeth and claws, although there is an exception, to be explained later. Moving on, her claws are razor sharp, as well as her teeth, preferring the taste of fresh blood, then cleaving it away with a sword.
Do to her ability, despite it's short time span, her appearance may change. Taking the form of an elegant woman in a long black dress, no armor adorns her body, but a single sword can be seen sheathed upon her waist. the hilt diamond encrusted. It was once said that Dragons who could take human form, and then forced to fight. Their weapon of choice would be a single sword, one forged from the very soul of their being.
Personality:
Much like Mike's her real personality doesn't come out, unless among friends. She can come off very cold, and even ruthless to a lot of people, preferring to intimidate them with her immense size, then engage in anything qualified as a conversation.
While speaking to others then is certainly noticeable, what typically shocks people is how quickly her tone changes when speaking with Mike. Almost as if caring and gentle she becomes, like a guide to him.
That being said, that's her true personality, the caring and gentle one, always worried for her charges. She tends to be a bit motherly toward Mike, babying him, and being strict when needed. That being said the same thing still stands out for her that is does Mike. Loyalty. She'll befriend her self with anyone Mike does, as is vice-versa, and she'll do anything for them.
History:
Born in Dragon Canyon, The Canyon beneath Mike's home, like any others of her race. She lead a simple life with Mike. The two growing up together, and exploring the rocky terrain around them. Life had been good, the two were happy not a care in the world.
The years went by and they began to grow bigger, soon Saphira passing Mike in size as she began to grow more quickly. Around the time they were both Five was when it happened. Their rivals had attacked.
Saphira, being more mentally developed them Mike, had wanted to fight, but she knew she couldn't. She would have been slaughtered just like her brothers and sisters were being then. She had to protect Mike, oblivious to the real danger around him, as he cried at his fathers body, begging him to move.
So that night, with his mother's aid, they escaped their rocky homes. traveling down the mountain, much to the guide of her. Mike tended to stray at times to look at random things they passed, being young and all he had a short attention span, thankfully his mother was there as well.
They traveled for days, looking for any sign of a city, nothing came into view, finally though on the bring of death from dehydration they found a place, where Mike finally grew up actually. The little cottage nestled into the woods...a haven.
They took them in fed and clothed them, to their dismay though, the child's mother had been afflicted with an illness on her journey, the result of a cut upon her leg, giving to her by some unknown object.
She passed away a week later, leaving the couple to decide what to do with her son, and this mysterious creature that had just recently showed up, never to leave Mike's side. It was of course Saphira, returned, now that Mike's mother could no longer keep her away. The only conclusion that seemed feasible was that they should raise him, you couldn't put a child on on the steps at that age, it was unheard of...
And there so the tale ends, bringing us now to what may unfold.
Picture:
- Credit: Hosting would go to DeviantART. While to the poster would be The Black Dragon Club -
-Human Form Saphira-
- Credit: Hosting I suppose would go to Democraticunderground.com, while the poster is unknown.
