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NAME: Halfasgar Brun, Halfie
Pronunciation: /hʹælfæsgɹ bɹʹʌn/
AGE: Nineteen
OCCUPATION: Dragon Rider
GENDER & SEXUALITY: Female, Heterosexual
LIKES: Halfie enjoys long walks on the beach, painting, bludgeoning faces to a pulp, small knives, and dragons. She also enjoys spars, whether they're friendly or not.
DISLIKES: Anything that involves harming an innocent dragon, large groups of people, dull knives, and mud. Halfie really, REALLY hates mud. Also having her silence disturbed.
STRENGTHS: Halfasgar is a sneaky brute. She loves bows and arrows, as well as maces and clubs. Meaning she is very stealthy as well as strong. She can hold her own in a fist fight with the largest of men, even holding up against a human-sized dragon. She also has good endurance, meaning she can continuously take punches or keep up a fight.
WEAKNESSES: She tires very quickly in battle. Her stamina is low, so she gets exhausted quickly during a fight. While she may be able to hold up and/or take punches/hits of any kind, she does get exhausted and less likely to dodge, as well as her speed decreasing.
FEARS: Long, snake-like creatures. Worms, snakes, eels; you name it, she's afraid of them. The worms are why she hates mud so much. She doesn't have a reason why, she's just very scared of them.
AMBITIONS: See a wild Night Fury, even if it's just a glimpse. For the chief to want a painting done by her. Become a mentor to a young viking; teaching him/her to fight and ride dragons.
SECRETS: She likes to watch people and draw them. She keeps those drawings hidden under her bed. She also prefers the bow and arrow over melee weapons, but she'll never tell anyone that.
OVERALL PERSONALITY: Halfasgar comes off pretty strong. She loves being rowdy with her friends, and especially loves meeting new people so long as it's not in a huge group. Large groups make her uncomfortable and more importantly, annoy her. Halfie feels that the best way to get to know someone is to exchange punches, and she will be the first one to throw a punch. She also has a habit of offending people in order to start a fight. If she wins or loses, she doesn't hate the people she fought with, unless they wronged her in an unforgivable way. Halfie even apologizes for provoking the person, if she did, and works to become their friend. During the night, Halfie is a different person. She's silent, constantly in a state of thought or relentlessly hunting the night skies. She stays up for hours on end searching for the fabled Night Fury, hoping that she might be able to catch a glimpse of it blocking the light of the stars. During the hours of the night, when she's up, she will most likely ignore anyone who tre
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: A fit, muscular viking and surprisinly retains some delicacy in her appearance. Halfasgar stands at five feet and seven inches with dark - almost black - locks of messy, wavy hair. Her hair seems unkept, but is naturally just a mess, reaching all the way to her lower back. Her bangs are parted, swooping over the left side of her face. Most of the time, her long tresses are kept in a ponytail or thick braid. Her eyes are a dark honey with a tinge of green, like stained gold. Halfasgar is typically found in a raiment of leather and cloth. Over her torso is a leather chest-piece with two small sheaths over the right breast for holding two little daggers. The daggers themselves aren't used as weapons, but more as a convenience. Upon her left shoulder is an iron spaulder with a leather strap that crosses over her left breast and circles around to the back of the spaulder. The iron shoulder plate also holds a bear pelt, which hangs off her back and is pinned at the front of her right shoulder into her leather armor. She wears a single leather glove on her left arm, which covers all but her index and pinkie fingers. Halfasgar shields the lower half of her body with leather legs and thick fur boots. She always has a quiver and bow strapped to her back and a mace hanging from her left side.
HISTORY: Halfie has no brothers and sisters. She was born the only child, and was spoiled like one. By spoiled, she was trained by her mother and father every single day to become a tough viking just like them, and she loved every minute of it. When Halfie became of age to wield weapons, she would always be the first one to wake up in the morning, grab her small club, and run out the door waiting for her mother or father to train her. Each time her mother would tell her to coe back inside and say "a strong viking musn't train on an empty stomach". During her childhood, she always wore long, warm dresses or frocks. Her father always asked her why, to which she replied "i wanna be pretty so I can trick boys, then punch them in the face!" Which she very much did. Quite a lot.
As Halfie grew, she started tossing aside her dresses for more practical wear as a viking. She began wearing leather, iron, and most importantly: fur. Her father always wore a thick, dark brown bear pelt and seeing that Halfasgar's thick leather was hardly enough to keep her warm (in his eyes), he gave her the pelt. She wore it at all times, except for when she slept. Even during her training, she wore that pelt, treasuring it more than anything. Halfie even punched someone in the face for touching her father's gift. Then again, she was known to punch anyone for any reason.
Halfasgar was always told about dragons and their beginnings on Berk. The stories of Hiccup and Toothless were her favorites, ones she always loved to hear. The more she was told about those stories, the more she began asking about Toothless. This started her obsession with the Night Furies, and even more so, her love for dragons. When she was thirteen, she entered the dragon training academy. It wasn't until a year later that she met her dragon.
Wild dragons were always in her life in Berk, but never did she really try to interact with them. She was always afraid of doing the wrong thing. But after spending some time in the academy, she was ready to fly and ready to gain a companion. Halfie wandered outside of the village with the supplies necessary to survive, waiting in the woods for nights. Not a single dragon approached her after three nights, so Halfasgar decided that if the dragons wouldn't come to her, she'd go to them. Paying no mind to how far she wandered, even though she was within a day's walk of Wild Dragon Cliff without really realizing it, she settled down for that night. Halfie was exhausted and beginning to lose hope that she'd find her dragon, but the thought of turning around and going back empty handed after spending so much time searching was tearing at her.
WEAPON OF CHOICE: Halfasgar has two weapon preferences. She always takes a bow and a mace.
DRAGON NAME: Nelhagg, or Needles
DRAGON TYPE: Deadly Nadder
DRAGON APPEARANCE: Nelhagg, or Needles as Halfie likes to call him, is a dragon of many bright and beautiful colors. Most of his body is covered in scales of pastel and faded greens, patterend by pinks of the same density in tone.
DRAGON PERSONALITY: [Try and be detailed !]
DRAGON TECHNIQUES:
KEYWORD HIDDEN IN RULES: (Edit: I took it out until I finish my character bio. ^^)
CBOX NAME: Halfasgar
Pronunciation: /hʹælfæsgɹ bɹʹʌn/
AGE: Nineteen
OCCUPATION: Dragon Rider
GENDER & SEXUALITY: Female, Heterosexual
LIKES: Halfie enjoys long walks on the beach, painting, bludgeoning faces to a pulp, small knives, and dragons. She also enjoys spars, whether they're friendly or not.
DISLIKES: Anything that involves harming an innocent dragon, large groups of people, dull knives, and mud. Halfie really, REALLY hates mud. Also having her silence disturbed.
STRENGTHS: Halfasgar is a sneaky brute. She loves bows and arrows, as well as maces and clubs. Meaning she is very stealthy as well as strong. She can hold her own in a fist fight with the largest of men, even holding up against a human-sized dragon. She also has good endurance, meaning she can continuously take punches or keep up a fight.
WEAKNESSES: She tires very quickly in battle. Her stamina is low, so she gets exhausted quickly during a fight. While she may be able to hold up and/or take punches/hits of any kind, she does get exhausted and less likely to dodge, as well as her speed decreasing.
FEARS: Long, snake-like creatures. Worms, snakes, eels; you name it, she's afraid of them. The worms are why she hates mud so much. She doesn't have a reason why, she's just very scared of them.
AMBITIONS: See a wild Night Fury, even if it's just a glimpse. For the chief to want a painting done by her. Become a mentor to a young viking; teaching him/her to fight and ride dragons.
SECRETS: She likes to watch people and draw them. She keeps those drawings hidden under her bed. She also prefers the bow and arrow over melee weapons, but she'll never tell anyone that.
OVERALL PERSONALITY: Halfasgar comes off pretty strong. She loves being rowdy with her friends, and especially loves meeting new people so long as it's not in a huge group. Large groups make her uncomfortable and more importantly, annoy her. Halfie feels that the best way to get to know someone is to exchange punches, and she will be the first one to throw a punch. She also has a habit of offending people in order to start a fight. If she wins or loses, she doesn't hate the people she fought with, unless they wronged her in an unforgivable way. Halfie even apologizes for provoking the person, if she did, and works to become their friend. During the night, Halfie is a different person. She's silent, constantly in a state of thought or relentlessly hunting the night skies. She stays up for hours on end searching for the fabled Night Fury, hoping that she might be able to catch a glimpse of it blocking the light of the stars. During the hours of the night, when she's up, she will most likely ignore anyone who tre
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: A fit, muscular viking and surprisinly retains some delicacy in her appearance. Halfasgar stands at five feet and seven inches with dark - almost black - locks of messy, wavy hair. Her hair seems unkept, but is naturally just a mess, reaching all the way to her lower back. Her bangs are parted, swooping over the left side of her face. Most of the time, her long tresses are kept in a ponytail or thick braid. Her eyes are a dark honey with a tinge of green, like stained gold. Halfasgar is typically found in a raiment of leather and cloth. Over her torso is a leather chest-piece with two small sheaths over the right breast for holding two little daggers. The daggers themselves aren't used as weapons, but more as a convenience. Upon her left shoulder is an iron spaulder with a leather strap that crosses over her left breast and circles around to the back of the spaulder. The iron shoulder plate also holds a bear pelt, which hangs off her back and is pinned at the front of her right shoulder into her leather armor. She wears a single leather glove on her left arm, which covers all but her index and pinkie fingers. Halfasgar shields the lower half of her body with leather legs and thick fur boots. She always has a quiver and bow strapped to her back and a mace hanging from her left side.
HISTORY: Halfie has no brothers and sisters. She was born the only child, and was spoiled like one. By spoiled, she was trained by her mother and father every single day to become a tough viking just like them, and she loved every minute of it. When Halfie became of age to wield weapons, she would always be the first one to wake up in the morning, grab her small club, and run out the door waiting for her mother or father to train her. Each time her mother would tell her to coe back inside and say "a strong viking musn't train on an empty stomach". During her childhood, she always wore long, warm dresses or frocks. Her father always asked her why, to which she replied "i wanna be pretty so I can trick boys, then punch them in the face!" Which she very much did. Quite a lot.
As Halfie grew, she started tossing aside her dresses for more practical wear as a viking. She began wearing leather, iron, and most importantly: fur. Her father always wore a thick, dark brown bear pelt and seeing that Halfasgar's thick leather was hardly enough to keep her warm (in his eyes), he gave her the pelt. She wore it at all times, except for when she slept. Even during her training, she wore that pelt, treasuring it more than anything. Halfie even punched someone in the face for touching her father's gift. Then again, she was known to punch anyone for any reason.
Halfasgar was always told about dragons and their beginnings on Berk. The stories of Hiccup and Toothless were her favorites, ones she always loved to hear. The more she was told about those stories, the more she began asking about Toothless. This started her obsession with the Night Furies, and even more so, her love for dragons. When she was thirteen, she entered the dragon training academy. It wasn't until a year later that she met her dragon.
Wild dragons were always in her life in Berk, but never did she really try to interact with them. She was always afraid of doing the wrong thing. But after spending some time in the academy, she was ready to fly and ready to gain a companion. Halfie wandered outside of the village with the supplies necessary to survive, waiting in the woods for nights. Not a single dragon approached her after three nights, so Halfasgar decided that if the dragons wouldn't come to her, she'd go to them. Paying no mind to how far she wandered, even though she was within a day's walk of Wild Dragon Cliff without really realizing it, she settled down for that night. Halfie was exhausted and beginning to lose hope that she'd find her dragon, but the thought of turning around and going back empty handed after spending so much time searching was tearing at her.
WEAPON OF CHOICE: Halfasgar has two weapon preferences. She always takes a bow and a mace.
DRAGON NAME: Nelhagg, or Needles
DRAGON TYPE: Deadly Nadder
DRAGON APPEARANCE: Nelhagg, or Needles as Halfie likes to call him, is a dragon of many bright and beautiful colors. Most of his body is covered in scales of pastel and faded greens, patterend by pinks of the same density in tone.
DRAGON PERSONALITY: [Try and be detailed !]
DRAGON TECHNIQUES:
KEYWORD HIDDEN IN RULES: (Edit: I took it out until I finish my character bio. ^^)
CBOX NAME: Halfasgar
