Post by Deleted on May 26, 2014 18:09:31 GMT 1
Name: Rowen
Age:18
Occupation: Rowen is now a full fledged viking along with a couple of his 'friends'. He now is in a group for Arial attacks on the backs of dragons and flying maneuvers. Other than that he is learning how to forge weaponry at the blacksmith.
Gender/Sexuality: Male/straight.
Likes: Rowen rarely likes anything but the one thing he loves is dragons, despite his crude attitude dragons can always make him smile, food is another thing that can calm his nerves. Sleeping or resting is something he wishes for every day and lastly drawing.
Dislikes: Rowen dislikes loosing in battle,and fighting people that don't deserve him in the first place. Water has always been a no for him from the fact he cant swim very well. Finally, he hates bugs of any kind, flies the most.
Strengths: Rowen is grate in battle,swift with the sword he is difficult to beat mainly for his arrogance for not giving up. A heart of gold rests in his chest, it is very hard to push his ego down despite his weakness for insults. Rowen can get frustrated easily when things don't go his way.
Weaknesses:Rowen has a very bad attitude for insults, it is very easy to hurt his ego and can get violet at any time. Arrogant and stubborn to a fault. If he doesn't like you, he will simply ignore you -- Uncommunicative
Fears: Rowen has many fears, water, not bonding with any dragon, and surprisingly being left alone.
Ambitions: To become the greatest dragon trainer in all the lands riding a skrill.
Secrets: He spooks easy, his hates it when people jump out at him.
Personality:Rowen Has a bad temper. He is stubborn, hard headed, and grumpy. He has lived on his own for a long time, and his patients for others are not very good. He is cocky, and can be very arrogant when he wants to be. On the flip side, Rowen is also very loyal, trustworthy and he will always be there for those he cares about. He keeps the promises he makes and would make the best friend you could ever hope for of you can get past his grumpy side. He naturally protects everything he holds close to him, so if you're one of the lucky people to be in his 'circle' and be someone he considers important, he would easily give his life protecting you.
Description: The blatantly arrogant smirk on the face of the man before you - and the
comfortable way he wears his pieced together iron armor plates- (almost as if he practically lives in the stuff) is a clear indicator of his confidence in his abilities. Black hair just barely covers his forehead and the deep blue eyes almost seem like the endless ocean is staring back at you. His expression is one of cocky and bold appraisal, looking everyone over to see what sort of threat or challenge they might bring. Whether at rest or moving at a swift pace through the forest, there is a sense of energy and a restless, constant vigilance in him. The silver crescent-shaped blade he bears rests on his left hip which bears a grip of a fang his mother gave him from a previous killed dragon.
History: Being born on berk he had the privilege of being born into a dragon training family. His father being the few to actually train a dragon at first, a monstrous nightmare to add to his bravery, Rowen always looked up to his magnificent father.
Right from the beginning his father made him start his training, a little to hard of a push people thought but Rowen always came around to show he was up for a challenge, and being a single father he made an effort to teach Rowen everything he new before his time was up.
By the age of 5 Rowen new every sing dragon by name and element, well everything someone that age thought they new. And by then his father was already making him practice with the monstrous nightmare, Shadow. Rowen grew up ahead of the other kids around him and soon became the "Punching bag" of the group because of his knowledge of dragons everyone else was still learning.
Around the age of 16 his father got called out to battle with the outcasts and is still gone from that day, but Rowen still has hope deep inside him heart his father will return.
Only a few months ago Rowen decided to go on a secret adventure only for himself, he needed time away from people and there annoying way of making fun of him.
It was getting late in the dark and eerie forests around there village as Rowen ventured farther into them to follow a noise that soon became louder with every footstep he made. Rowen new following noises in the pitch blackness was one of the stupidest things someone could do but he kept walking as he thought to himself before finally finding the source of the noise.
A skrill, roaring with a ferocity Rowen has never seen as it thrashed around on his back and sides, its wings bound together from a old dragon trap that apparently ever got dismantled. Rowen hesitated as his legs moved for him closer to the furious dragon that suddenly stopped its commotion to peer over to the incoming figure that was Rowen. A low growl came from its jaws as Rowen came closer almost to were he could touch it and quickly swiped his small dagger across the rope as it fell to the ground, The skrill instantly running a few steps before taking off into the night.
After that night Rowen never stopped looking for that dragon even though it scared him to the bone.
The skrill soon came to appear in the small valley that held bentafull fish over and over again, Rowen sneaking every so closer each time the skrill appeared.
Offering fish and mutton every time he got closer Until that one day not so long ago the skrill had walked up to him instead and Rowen finally placed a hand to its rough nose.
Weapon of choice: Rowen always uses a strait, iron sword with a fang handle.
Fighting style: brute force and quick movements.
Name : Ceadon
Gender : Male.
Race : Skrill
Description : Many long horns extend from the back of his ebony head,blue orbs of dim light resemble his eyes with a jet black tongue as white fangs show in a smirk Razor sharp horns follow down his back sparingly which dramatically become lager until reaching a sleek tail tip serrated with long narrow spikes.claws extend the tops of his large wings and end in a leathery skin with sharp claw-like bones that bind them together. when pissed can spew Lightning from his jaws.
Personality : Ceadon is the un-trusting type besides to his rider Rowen and considers anything or anyone a threat until proven otherwise. He is very protective to the ones closest to him which is very few. He has a tenancy to hoard shiny objects weather its a candle holder or priceless swords, it doesn't matter as long as he can have it. In the begining he was untrusting period even to Rowen, and even almost seriously hurt him a couple of times.
Keyword:*********
Cbox Name: Rowen
Age:18
Occupation: Rowen is now a full fledged viking along with a couple of his 'friends'. He now is in a group for Arial attacks on the backs of dragons and flying maneuvers. Other than that he is learning how to forge weaponry at the blacksmith.
Gender/Sexuality: Male/straight.
Likes: Rowen rarely likes anything but the one thing he loves is dragons, despite his crude attitude dragons can always make him smile, food is another thing that can calm his nerves. Sleeping or resting is something he wishes for every day and lastly drawing.
Dislikes: Rowen dislikes loosing in battle,and fighting people that don't deserve him in the first place. Water has always been a no for him from the fact he cant swim very well. Finally, he hates bugs of any kind, flies the most.
Strengths: Rowen is grate in battle,swift with the sword he is difficult to beat mainly for his arrogance for not giving up. A heart of gold rests in his chest, it is very hard to push his ego down despite his weakness for insults. Rowen can get frustrated easily when things don't go his way.
Weaknesses:Rowen has a very bad attitude for insults, it is very easy to hurt his ego and can get violet at any time. Arrogant and stubborn to a fault. If he doesn't like you, he will simply ignore you -- Uncommunicative
Fears: Rowen has many fears, water, not bonding with any dragon, and surprisingly being left alone.
Ambitions: To become the greatest dragon trainer in all the lands riding a skrill.
Secrets: He spooks easy, his hates it when people jump out at him.
Personality:Rowen Has a bad temper. He is stubborn, hard headed, and grumpy. He has lived on his own for a long time, and his patients for others are not very good. He is cocky, and can be very arrogant when he wants to be. On the flip side, Rowen is also very loyal, trustworthy and he will always be there for those he cares about. He keeps the promises he makes and would make the best friend you could ever hope for of you can get past his grumpy side. He naturally protects everything he holds close to him, so if you're one of the lucky people to be in his 'circle' and be someone he considers important, he would easily give his life protecting you.
Description: The blatantly arrogant smirk on the face of the man before you - and the
comfortable way he wears his pieced together iron armor plates- (almost as if he practically lives in the stuff) is a clear indicator of his confidence in his abilities. Black hair just barely covers his forehead and the deep blue eyes almost seem like the endless ocean is staring back at you. His expression is one of cocky and bold appraisal, looking everyone over to see what sort of threat or challenge they might bring. Whether at rest or moving at a swift pace through the forest, there is a sense of energy and a restless, constant vigilance in him. The silver crescent-shaped blade he bears rests on his left hip which bears a grip of a fang his mother gave him from a previous killed dragon.
History: Being born on berk he had the privilege of being born into a dragon training family. His father being the few to actually train a dragon at first, a monstrous nightmare to add to his bravery, Rowen always looked up to his magnificent father.
Right from the beginning his father made him start his training, a little to hard of a push people thought but Rowen always came around to show he was up for a challenge, and being a single father he made an effort to teach Rowen everything he new before his time was up.
By the age of 5 Rowen new every sing dragon by name and element, well everything someone that age thought they new. And by then his father was already making him practice with the monstrous nightmare, Shadow. Rowen grew up ahead of the other kids around him and soon became the "Punching bag" of the group because of his knowledge of dragons everyone else was still learning.
Around the age of 16 his father got called out to battle with the outcasts and is still gone from that day, but Rowen still has hope deep inside him heart his father will return.
Only a few months ago Rowen decided to go on a secret adventure only for himself, he needed time away from people and there annoying way of making fun of him.
It was getting late in the dark and eerie forests around there village as Rowen ventured farther into them to follow a noise that soon became louder with every footstep he made. Rowen new following noises in the pitch blackness was one of the stupidest things someone could do but he kept walking as he thought to himself before finally finding the source of the noise.
A skrill, roaring with a ferocity Rowen has never seen as it thrashed around on his back and sides, its wings bound together from a old dragon trap that apparently ever got dismantled. Rowen hesitated as his legs moved for him closer to the furious dragon that suddenly stopped its commotion to peer over to the incoming figure that was Rowen. A low growl came from its jaws as Rowen came closer almost to were he could touch it and quickly swiped his small dagger across the rope as it fell to the ground, The skrill instantly running a few steps before taking off into the night.
After that night Rowen never stopped looking for that dragon even though it scared him to the bone.
The skrill soon came to appear in the small valley that held bentafull fish over and over again, Rowen sneaking every so closer each time the skrill appeared.
Offering fish and mutton every time he got closer Until that one day not so long ago the skrill had walked up to him instead and Rowen finally placed a hand to its rough nose.
Weapon of choice: Rowen always uses a strait, iron sword with a fang handle.
Fighting style: brute force and quick movements.
Name : Ceadon
Gender : Male.
Race : Skrill
Description : Many long horns extend from the back of his ebony head,blue orbs of dim light resemble his eyes with a jet black tongue as white fangs show in a smirk Razor sharp horns follow down his back sparingly which dramatically become lager until reaching a sleek tail tip serrated with long narrow spikes.claws extend the tops of his large wings and end in a leathery skin with sharp claw-like bones that bind them together. when pissed can spew Lightning from his jaws.
Personality : Ceadon is the un-trusting type besides to his rider Rowen and considers anything or anyone a threat until proven otherwise. He is very protective to the ones closest to him which is very few. He has a tenancy to hoard shiny objects weather its a candle holder or priceless swords, it doesn't matter as long as he can have it. In the begining he was untrusting period even to Rowen, and even almost seriously hurt him a couple of times.
Keyword:*********
Cbox Name: Rowen
I can't wait to see him in RP - come and pop into the chat some time ^_^ maybe we can scheme for when your character is accepted 
