Fandom CS Page - Dragons: Secrets of the Wilderwest

[thebigbadwolfy]

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In terms of expectations and rules, all forum rules apply, as well as general RP etiquette. That is to say; don't powerplay, godmod, spotlight, or create mary sues. Under certain circumstances, there may be exceptions to these, but only if the player contacts and confirms with me beforehand. I hope for this to be a fun and collaborative experience so if anyone has ideas. please bring them up! As for characters, please avoid Super Rare or Super Rainbow Awesome dragons and characters. Mainly, that means no night furies and keep coloration for your dragons and characters in an acceptable range. Of course, dragons have much more leeway for this, but don't make a sparkle dragon please.

I do not care how your CS is formatted, so long as it has the following information:

Name:
Gender:
Age: (17-19, preferably)
Physical Description:
Personality:
History: (less vital, you can skip this if you wish)
Other: (if applicable)

Dragon's name:
Species:
Age: (a rough approximation works)
Gender:
Description: (combine physical and personality)
Other: (if applicable)

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[AquaMarie]

Name: Heidi Marina Osmond
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Physical Description: Above average height, about 5’8, with a curvy hourglass body. Light tan skin and covered with freckles, mainly on her nose, cheeks, and shoulders. Almond shaped eyes with bright emerald colored eyes and pierced ears. Long, thick, very full wavy light brown reddish-orange hair. She mainly keeps her hair up in a ponytail, filled with small braids, with yarn, cloth and small trinkets are woven into her hair. A small scar on the ridge of her nose and a large scar on her upper left arm.

Personality: Heidi is a friendly, kind and caring person who will do her best to help out those in need. She is quite expressive and a bit stubborn at times. She is a very nurturing, protective and a loving person, having a motherly nature to the way she cares for her dragon, other dragons, and her friends. She does enjoy having alone time but at the same time likes being around her friends.
History: Heidi was born into the Osmond clan, a family of craftsmen, fisherman and herbalists/healers. She is the youngest of four, has three older brothers. Although dragon hunting was not a main occupation for the family it was a part of their life, being used in the crafts and as a coming of age passage. Heidi as a great handful of others around her age never went through that right of passage as they never killed a dragon. She never enjoyed the idea of hunting dragons but knew when growing up it was just a way of life. Although when hunting dragons became taboo and dragons became a part of everyday life she was full on board of the idea. Embracing the idea of caring and working alongside dragons, as she already had secretly befriended a dragon.
Heidi met her dragon Bubbles a few years back in the woods when out exploring and going off to practice her archery.
Other: Heidi is a great archer, finding it easier and more fun to wield a bow an arrow than to welding a sword or ax. As well she also enjoyed the challenge of using a bow then randomly hitting things with a sword or ax like her brothers. She has a love of anything sweet, always having some type of pastry or cookie stored in her person. She is a pretty good cook, having lots of practice when having to cook for her father and three brothers. Enjoys flowers, water, rain and starry nights. Loves and adores dragons especially her Bubbles.


Dragon's name: Bubbles
Species: Raincutter
Age: 7
Gender: Female
Description: Bubbles is a sharp type of dragon, a very tall large female dragon with a 60 feet wingspan. Purplish-blue coloration with a magenta belly and blue spots throughout her body, thus where she got her name from. Has a very sharp fin on its head and aerodynamic fins that help it fly more efficiently, that can also be used for offense. Its long neck that helps her it to pick up any grubs or worms in the dirt and mud. Raincutter can breathe fire, which its flames are capable of staying alive in wet and damp air during a rain or a storm.

Personality: Bubbles size and appearance might look menacing but she is a big softy who loves getting attention, more so if she likes and trusts you. Can easily get jealous and can be quite stubborn, but she is a very loyal dragon. She does follow Heidi's commands, though does tend to prefer to follow her own instincts or not follow her rider if he thinks the idea will cause harm to Heidi. Very protective of Heidi, which she likes to wrap her neck around her or cover her with her wings.
Other: Loves the rain, because rainy wet days means many yummy wiggly juicy worms and grubs for him to eat. Loves her rider Heidi and getting scratches. Does not like hot and dry days and can be a bit clumsy on the ground due to her size he tends to knock things over.

 

[seasonedcat]

Name: Freja Asger Harou
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Physical Description: Freja stands at the height whooping height of 5'1 and has a wide pear shaped figure. She is mostly muscles rather than skin and bones, gaining much of it from swinging around her mace. She has long blonde hair that reaches the ground when let down, having never cut it(it was a family tradition to only cut it when you killed your first dragon), and she wears it up in two braids all the time. She has lightly tanned skin from spending hours outside doing manual labour, which is also another place she got her muscles from. Her face and arms are covered in freckles that make her look even more childlike thanks to her height. She has emerald green eyes that have a greenish-yellow tint if looked at at sunset or dawn.
Personality: Freja has an upbeat personality, always seeming to be filled with this sort of energy. She is competitive when it comes to lots of things, enjoying friendly challenges with her friends, or anyone for that matter. She is usually loud and rough, sometimes putting to much strengths in her friendly pats on the back or hugs. She is optimistic and determined, never giving up before she's tried(sometimes even after she's tried 100 times). She doesn't usually be serious and tries to keep hers and everyone else's spirits up even if they are about to die. She can be reckless and jump into fights without putting too much thought into her strategy, and can have a bit of a temper.
History: Freja was born into the Harou clan by Ase Egil Harou and Cuyler Harou. Her clan was small and not at the top of any fighting class in the village. Her parents were known to be determined warriors that didn't give up and raised their daughter to be just like that. At birth she was given the name Freja(meaning lady like) due to her being small and delicate, however was also given the second name Asger(meaning spear of God) to show that this small girl would become a force to be reckoned with. Her parents despite doubts in the village, turned the small weak girl into a strong warrior. As a child she was often outside helping out the town with manual labour, such as delivering things, carrying supplies, ect. She soon gained her strength and became a worthy viking. She had been trained to use heavy weapons like maces, two handed axes, ect and was ready to fight dragons using these weapons until dragons went from enemies to friends. After a little bit of getting used to the new addition to the village, she went out searching for a reptile friend of her own.
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Dragon's name: Fraener
{Comes from the legend of a dwarf who was turned into a dragon because of his greed, normally told to keep kids in the village from stealing. Freja gave her dragon that name because the dragon was greedy when it came to bones or anything that she wanted.}
Species: Boneknapper
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Physical description: Fraener's scales are a greyish green colour, however most of her scales are covered by white bones that protect her soft skins. She lacks the hardness in her scales that protects other dragons like the rest of her kind, so she uses bones from dead dragons and other animals to protect her soft skin. Her eyes are a soft green that looks like a sunlight deprived plant. She stands at the height of 10'6 and has long wings that down holes and tears in them. She has long razor sharp claws that she uses to tear up flesh (normally used for corpses since she has not been in many battles yet)
Personality: Fraener is a calm dragon that doesn't get spooked too easily and usually just waits patiently for Freja whenever she's away. She enjoys cuddles cuddles from Freja and pets. Fraener however is quite greedy and gets sukley whenever she doesn't get what she wants. She prefers fatty fish over others and will sometimes refuse to eat unless she gets just that. On top of this she is a fairly proud dragon, thinking that she is just stunning in her bones and enjoys being praised.
Other: Fraener and Freja met by Freja finding a trail of bones outside the village and following it. When she reached the end she found an injured dragon. She spent many days going back to the dragon and bringing things she found out that the dragon liked. After a while they became friends and Freja brought her back to the village giving her the name Fraener.

 

[Juju]

Una and RookName: Una Wyrmfell

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Physical Description: Standing at 5'5" and sporting a lithe physique, Una is somewhat of a black-sheep when compared to her tall and muscled siblings. If it wasn't for her hair, a soft platinum blonde, it would be difficult to guess that she was a Wyrmfell at all. Just like her parents, it grows thick and she typically keeps it tied back and out of her face. Her eyes are and almost violet blue (in the right light) and her skin is fair and smooth... just another sign that she is an untested warrior. She always wears a dragon-tooth necklace, which upon closer inspection, appear to be Grim Gnasher teeth.

Personality: Una is... what shall we say... prickly? She is decidedly pessimistic and is the first person to question any plan or idea another team member will make without providing any herself. Her cold demeanor and confrontational attitude often puts her at odds with others but it's mostly just a front... probably.

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Background information:
Una is the youngest child of Yoric and Ysera Wyrmfell, two legendary dragon slayers whom are best known for not only defending their clan from the dragon threat, but actively hunting down the beasts wherever they were spotted. Wyrmfell is an old and proud family that have been wildly renowned dragon slayers for many a century, even appearing in one or two historic tales. It is family tradition that each child must kill a dragon by the age of 15, and hand-make their own dragon-hide cloak by the age of 18. Every Wyrmfell in history has completed these tasks with pride... all except Una.

To Una's shame, Berk declared dragon slaying as a taboo just before she started her ancestral hunt. Her family was not only shocked by this change of lifestyle, but was socially unable to continue their family's way of life. Unfortunately most of their disquiet was directed towards Una, who was labelled as a 'thin-blooded coward' or 'weak' since she was the only Wyrmfell to never kill a dragon, a shame on the family name.

Despite the disapproval of her family (and constant pressure to illegally kill a dragon in cold-blood) Una tried to find another way to bring income to her now impoverished family. She started trapping game for the village, which had mild success... until her traps began to run dry. Una tried every spot that had once been bountiful but it was no use. Yet just as she was going to give up, she noticed discarded teeth around the traps and tracks. Her traps had not failed; they had been pilfered. The next day she set up a trap and waited to find the culprit. She was astonished to find out it was a Grim Gnasher and watched as it skillfully pried open the traps to scavenge the prey. Una raised up her crossbow and aimed for its head, but in doing so realized the creature's condition. Malnourished and battered, the dragon's health was painfully obvious in his scarred muzzle and blind eye. The young huntress could not bring herself to kill such a defenseless thing and instead purposefully missed, scaring it off.

The next day she placed raw mutton beside the trap. When she returned, the trap was not pilfered. From that day onward, Una would leave behind the leftovers from her traps and eventually gained the trust of the gnasher; enough that in time he would trail after her with every hunt and aid in killing prey. Somewhere along the way Una named him Rook, and not long after that she decided she wanted to keep him around as her partner. Her family did not take the decision well and banished her from their clan. The rest is history.
Other: she has kept the broken arrow that she refused to kill rook with (a theme song?!)

Rook​

Species: Grim Gnasher
Class: Sharp
Age: Looks to be around 18-20 years
Description: A smattering of scars can be found dotting the dragon's hide, tell-tale signs of a life filled with conflict. The most notable, however, are those found across his muzzle and his left eye, which has long gone blind. Despite the wear and tear, his wings still hold on to a fierce red coloration that traces all the way down his spine, the symbol of an alpha. Or in Rook's case, a once-alpha.

Rook is extremely intelligent and understands a multitude of phrases and commands. As a downside, he can be a little too smart and will only obey orders when he feels like they are needed, often preferring his own plans than someone else's. Although he has a natural curiosity, he is extremely cautious and very alert. This seeps into his social behaviour, leading to a heavy distrust of others. He prefers to observe others before interacting with them and can initially act aloof, but if you earn his trust it becomes easy to see his warm heart. To Una he is very affectionate and he tends to get along with humans better than other dragons, probably due to the fact that Grim Gnashers prey on old and sick dragons. He likes to nap in the sun and is more than comfortable letting other dragons do the dirty work while he waits for the opportune moment to strike.

Other: Rook used to be the alpha of a Grim Gnasher pack, but was overpowered by a younger male and driven out of the territory. Without a pack to aid in hunting, Rook would most likely have died if not for Una's intervention.

 

[explosiveKitten]

Name: Moira Morrigan
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Physical Description:

Spoiler: Detailed Appearance

Moira stands at about 5''8, weighing about 154 pounds with a Mesomorph body type. Her dirty blonde hair is often tightly braided against her scalp until it falls loose once it's off her head. It gives her a very messy dreadlocks-esque look without actually being dreadlocks. And her hair is really long, like REALLY long. It reaches past her tailbone. She is typically seen with her signature hatchet strapped to her hip.

She typically dresses in blues and golds, with some studs in her left ear. She has a chestplate made of dragonscales (shed ones, don’t worry!) that help to protect her from stray lightning.

Personality:
Moira is an adrenaline junkie, which may explain her choice in dragon. She will do just about anything for the high that comes from near-death situations. Because of this, she is rather impulsive and will charge off to do whatever her heart desires at a moment’s notice.
History:
Moira was born to a very passive set of parents, Audun and Hylga Morrigan. The two work as apothecaries, making medicines and antidotes for the various venomous snakes, plants and *cough* *cough* dragons in the area. Her father had a proud partner in his Snafflefang, Juniper, and her mother had a quiet companion in a lonely Night Terror named Hwyn.

Her parents were pretty adamant in their daughter continuing their legacy, buuuut young Moira had other ideas. What that idea was, she had no clue. But mixing herbs and potions all day did not thrill her, to say the least.

Moira met Sigr when she was about seventeen- Just after dragon hunting was outlawed in Berk. Some people didn’t change their minds so quickly, and dragon traps were still in place throughout the forests around Berk. While Moira was out in the woods collecting herbs for her mother, she came across the Skrill stuck in one of those needlessly cruel dragon traps.

Seeing that the dragon had exhausted herself and was just laying there with her leg twisted up in the trap, Moira decided to help the dragon out, earning the dragon’s trust along the way.
Other:
Theme Song;
We Are Giants - Lindsey Stirlinf ft. Dia Frampton

Dragon's name: Sigr
Species: The Skrill. A Strike class dragon well known for it’s ability to ride lightning bolts, allowing these dragons to reach supersonic speeds. They are one of the fastest known dragons, rivaled only by the famous Night Fury.
Age: 14-15ish, Moira isn’t exactly sure.
Gender: Female
Description: Looks pretty normal for a Skrill. Same basic markings, but for the fact that she’s cobalt blue rather than purple.

Sigr’s personality is surprisingly similar to Moira’s - Energetic, impulsive and loyal. However, she does have a stubborn streak, which is a very common attribute of her species. Most of the time she will just follow Moira’s commands, but if Sigr thinks that she has a better idea, she will outright refuse to do what Moira is saying and follow her own instincts, often times dragging her rider off with her. This is made all the more irritating by the fact that Sigr is normally right.
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[NightMoves]

Name: Svend Ernouf
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Physical Description: Svend stands fairly tall at a height of 6’4”.

Spoiler

Personality: Svend will keep calm in even the most dangerous life or death situations. He’s known to brush off injuries with a laugh no matter how severe it may be, going as far as to tell everyone that it’s nothing to worry about and he’s completely fine. Despite Svend’s appearance, he is actually quite a shy guy, which he tries very hard to hide. As such he’s not a particularly outgoing individual and doesn’t go looking for friends, but when talked to people notice that he is actually quite nice. He’s definitely the kind of guy that would take a bullet for you, or I guess a sword since I don’t believe bullets exist in this universe yet.

History: Svend lost both his parents to an attack before Burk made peace with the dragons. After that event he trained hard and long, hoping that one day he would be the best dragon slayer he could be. He was angry and sad. Those beasts that deprived him of love, of his childhood. They would all pay. Even after Burk pushed the no-dragon killing law, he was adamant!

Of course, that was until he met Burgle. The dragon that changed his life. Svend remembers it as if it was yesterday. He was sitting under a tree, having a nice lunch when the red dragon seemed to appear out of nowhere. With one quick swoop the beast stole what he was eating. Infuriated, the boy attempted to kill the dragon, but was not fast enough. The dragon taunted him then, sticking out it’s tongue as if it knew how angry he was. For the next while, Burgle would somehow find him and steal his food right from underneath his nose. It became a game at some point. No matter how cautious Svend would be, his food would always disappear out from beneath his nose. Every time Burgle would chase him into the wee hours of the day, and Burgle would always toy with him for just as long before he got bored.

Burg never thought that the boy could catch him, but one day, to it’s surprise, he did. Svend held a knife to the dragon’s throat. This was the moment he had dreamed of…or so he thought. As the dragon looked at him in a panic he realized that he couldn’t do it. He cut the ties that he used to bind the dragon and tossed it his sandwich with a sigh. Ever since that fateful day, they’ve been inseperable.

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Dragon's name: Burgle (Nickname: Burg)

Species: Singetail

Age: 8

Gender: Male

Description: Burg is actually fairly chubby and large for a Singetail. His belly has actually grown to the point where it can almost touch the ground. He is much larger than depicted below.

Spoiler

Burgle’s main goal is food, and his favorite type of food is pie. Due to this he’ll often be found stealing pie from windowsills and taunting anyone who might see him. Since he’s gotten quite a bit bigger he can no longer out maneuver Svend, but that doesn’t stop him from trying.

While Burgle is quite the playful sweetheart, especially if you give him food, he will attempt to scare those with food to make them give it up.

 

[Dreamtique]

Æsir Boddason & Hymn

Name: Aesir Boddason
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Physical Description:

Spoiler: Aesir

Aesir is fairly lean and tall, a typical physique for a sedentary lifestyle he is used to as a musician. He has bright hazel eyes and long ash blonde hair which he usually kept tidy in a ponytail. He prefers clothing with earthy tone under his dark cape. He always carry his harp with him along with a little bag with scrolls of music sheets in it.

Personality: Aesir is the kind of person that'll choose to daydream when nothing around him catches his interest. He simply appreciates the serene vibe that'll bring inspiration for a poem and a melody on his trusty harp. Aesir learnt to be more sociable from a complete music obsessed shut-in after he met the Death Song, Hymn. Aesir is quiet but amiable and extremely altruistic, when he is needed, he will try his best to help, although he appears to be shy and reserved, he will never hesitate to offer his help to others for a good cause. He generally stays calm and peaceful when facing any sorts of conflicts, but will easily experience emotional spikes when his serenity is disturbed.

History:
Something's missing...something's not right......
Aesir knew something is wrong, he knew something is missing, but he couldn't figure it out. Sitting alone in the shadow, under the flickering candle light, his fingers slowly grew cold against the stings, he still remembers how helpless he felt, the despair consumed him day by day, and the endless cycle will never end, not until the epiphany he was waiting for come to him.

"Life is though, days are not always all bright and gleeful, but we are blessed with music, music will bring us joy, music will alleviate the pain, wash away the worries......"
His father once told him, and he knew it is true, because the world is forgiving, the world is kind and beautiful whenever he hears the soft strumming of the harp, with melody filling the air with its blessing, and his heart with bliss, it felt like nothing else matters anymore. Whenever he was down or gloomy, the magical melody will heal his worn out soul. He was not afraid of the cruelty of the world, because he knew that whenever he is wounded, his soul can seek refuge beside the harp, under the kind and loving gaze of his father. He felt like he is ready to take on anything. But now, he felt powerless, he couldn't do it, he couldn't play the harp like his father.

They said Aesir's father is gifted, his talent if of divine origin. He is the messenger of hope, delivering god's blessings with his music.

Aesir, he could only hope that he possesses a portion of his father's talent, but the reality shattered his dream.
He never felt the weight of his 'incapabilities', until his father left the world. Now who will deliver hope and joy? Where will he ever find happiness again?
Questions and doubts took over his head, and he strum and strum the old, wooden harp, what felt like is the only thing his father left behind, hoping to find an answer.
Yet, he couldn't find an answer to his questions.

A weak, fading, melancholic melody reached him from deep within the wood. It was as if time stopped when the melody resonated with his heart, and soon he was captivated, he knew he have to follow the melody, he have to. Along with his harp the boy walked down the path paved by the fading melody, and soon within his sight is a huge, gorgeous Death Song, resting under a large three. The moonlight seeped through the frolics and laid a mosaic blanket on its heavily wounded body as it sang softly in the silence of the night. Sitting beside the Death Song was a weak, wailing little dragon, presumably a youngster of the fallen dragon.

With his eyes on the dying Death Song, he could felt that every breath the dragon was taking became more and more difficult as its song grew weaker. Its half opened eyes never left the little dragon curling up beside it. He closed his eyes as he allow the melody to seep into his heart, it did, it reached something within him, a feeling rushed through his body as the melody slowly faded into silence.

Aesir slowly approached the Death Song that had drifted to eternal slumber, he sat down right beside the wailing little dragon, under the ephemeral warmth of the Death's Song that dissipated into the cold night, he finally understood.

He turned to the little dragon, now all alone on the battlefield of life, he saw a reflection of himself, and as the two locked eyes, Aesir grabbed his harp, laying against the cold body behind him, he started to play.




Other:

Aesir's harp, smaller in scale.



Dragon's name: Hymn
Species: Death Song
Age: ~ 8
Gender: Male
Description:

Hymn has vibrant and vivid patterns on his wings like all other Death Song. His scales are smooth and shines like polished amber.
Hymn is less aggressive compared to other Death Song. He is surprisingly benevolent and sensitive as a predator, his personality is reflected in his soothing and enchanting songs. Hymn enjoys the beauty of music more than anything. He values aesthetical value a little more than a usual dragon will do. He shows immense creativity and intelligence, becoming a constant inspiration for the ameature musician that strives to perfect his art. Hymn is like a younger brother to Aesir. Hymn's companionship had changed Aesir and helps him grow as a person. Hymn can be curious and playful when in a new environment. He likes to dance and sing along Aesir's melody.

 

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Name:
Ashrott Ulfsson
Age:
19 years old
Gender:
Female
Description:
Tall, at 6' even, and buff; Ashrott is practically the poster child for a perfect female viking. Her skin, though naturally pale same as most others on Berk, has been lightly tanned by spending so much time in the sun and, specifically, on the water. Her build is tall and well muscled, and while it is clear most of her strength is in her upper body, swimming seems to have done her wonders in mainting a fairly event balance between upper and lower body strength. Ashrott is not exactly the Pinnacle of beauty, although she has her own charm to her. She has deep blue eyes, appearing dark grey at most times, and a light spattering of freckles. Most notably, the right side if her face is adorned with two scars; one along her cheekbone, and the other cutting through her eyebrow, permnantly removing any hair growth there. Her hair relatively short, reach only just past her shoulders when let down. It is usually pulled up and back into braids that run down from the top of her head until the nape, before ending in a small puff of a ponytail. It is darker, more brown red. Ashrott is most commonly seen wearing a mix between leather armor and fishing gear, including a short cloak adorned with her family's crest of a stylized shockjaw. She is never seen without her trident.
Personality:
Ashrott is certainly no stranger to her own talents and skills. She's proud and smug, often seen bragging or showing off. Her confidence shines through in everything she does. Ash has never done something in her life and not thrown her entire self into it. Go big or go home, right? In fact, this can easily lead to her overcomitting, or getting stuck in a rut after failing. She really doesn't take failure too well. And she holds grudges, too. As the prodigy from her class, Ash is a phenomenal warrior, reading opponents like a book and highly resourceful. However, she lacks in the social department. Sure, she can puff up her own ego, but she's not exactly good at feelings or time-appropriate humor. Actually, she's known to make jokes at the worst of times, and seemingly has little care for others' emotions. This is, instead, that she's very bad at reading people outside of combat, and utterly fails at apologies. Chalk it up to the whole thing where she can't admit mistakes or failure. As an Ulfsson, Ash is also extremely loyal and honest- both traits perhaps taken to an extreme. If you're a friend or family, Ash is ready to fight anyone on your behalf, or attempt making soup when your sick. She is an odd conundrum of contradictions, and though may appear too arrogant and insensitive at first impression, she cares for others deeply, and merely has too-high expectations for both herself and others.
History:
Ashrott cones from a proud family of Berk, who love their home, treasure loyalty above all else, and are fans of tradition. They're fishers, and Ashrott was no different. Ever since she was little, she was being swept along for the ride, and she has many memories of simply watching the water while her father waited on his net filling. She is most at home at sea, and absolutely loves to swim.

However, like I said, the Ulfssons are the traditional type. I mean, just look at her name- truly viking-worthy. When Ashrott came of age to train in the dragon ring, she was shown to be an outstanding warrior. Ultimately, she was chosen out of her class to kill the dragon, and did so proudly. As the eldest and first of her siblings to kill a dragon, Ashrott was awarded the family heirloom: a trident, which she hardly parts with for longer than a few hours. After that, she was always a notable and fearsome warrior, protecting the island during attacks with all her might. Of course, once Berk changed, she had to, too. And the Ulfssons were more than happy to change their opinions, if that's how it would be on Berk from now on. An Ulfsson always threw themselves into things 110%.

It took some getting used to, but soon enough Ashrott was happily helping out in the care and construction of dragons and dragon-related items on Berk. In between fishing, of course, as she had gone into the family business. For the longest time, Ashrott could never seem to bond with a dragon. She seemed to have a way with calming down the annoyed scouldron or spooked tideglider, but beyond that, no dragon took a liking to her. Not in the way she wished they would, jealous of seeing others bonds with their dragons.

One day, out fishing as usual, Ash happened upon a small sea stack that was hardly anything more than a rock jutting out of the water with one, lonesome little tree clinging to it. And from that, an abandoned net hanging down into the water. Drawn by the sounds of a distressed dragon, Ash found a scuttleclaw caught up in the netting, half stuck in the water and half out. The dragon hardly seemed aggressive, so Ash decided she would get closer. Diving into the water, she sliced through the netting and, after some work, freed the dragon. She offered it some of her catch for the day, and expected it to fly away. Instead, the dragon hopped into the small boat and made itself at home. Ash wasn't too concerned, and instead headed home and decided she would get someone to look at the dragon and make sure it was alright, health wise, after the debacle.

The scuttleclaw, for whatever incomprehensible reason, decided it wouldn't leave Ash alone and, although still harboring some doubts, Ash quickly came to love creature. Even if it could be the most annoying, anti-authority thing she had ever seen.​

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Name:
Skytide
Species:

Spoiler: Scuttleclaw

Described as "hyperactive powerhouse" of the Sharp class, these dragons are known for being mischievous and disobedient. They are also extremely speedy and agile, "moving almost too quickly for opponents to see." That is to say, their aerial acrobatics make them very difficult to follow or aim at. While they may not initially appear to share many similarities with their class, a Scuttleclaw's spines becoming sharper as they age. Even adolescents are able to throw their tail spines like small hatchets. Their fire is a copper-based green.

Age:
~16
Gender:
Female
Description:
Skytide, is as rambunctious and full of energy as any of her species. She's also not a huge fan of orders. More than often can Ash be seen chasing her dragon around with a saddle, desperately trying to get her to stand still for just a few seconds. As her name may suggest, Skytide is a big fan of water, often found bathing or playing around in the shallows, or even diving into deeper waters. Sometimes for food, and most times just for fun. In general, Skytide is at least five times as kind as her rider, somehow more approachable, even as a dragon. She's highly affable, and always eager to play with children or help out a viking.
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[Abyss]

WIP (I have to sleep at some point, right? XD)

GRIM TROSTSON
Name: Grim 'Lark' Trostson

Gender: Male

Age: 19

Physical Description: Grim is tall and lanky, still looking like someone who's yet to fill into their most recent growth spurt. He has pale skin and like the rest of him, his face is angular in shape with high cheekbones and a narrow jawline that he wishes would have looked a little stronger. His eyes are grey like storm clouds, with large pupils. Grim prefers dark clothing and seeks to cover himself with as much protection as he can without sacrificing mobility and speed. However, despite the near-constant use of armor he sports nowadays, most of his body is still covered in strange scars that start from a main 'point' and branch outwards in an almost floral pattern. Much of Grim's clothing is self-tailored and consists of a mixture of metal and dragonscales; most of which have been shed by his dragon, Shroud. These materials offer some protection from the skrill's electrical abilities, with a pair of clawed metal gauntlets serving to help direct any excess of absorbed lightning in addition to metals natural calming effect on a skrill's temper.

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Dragon's name: Shroud
Species: Skrill
Age: Frozen for a long time, was at least in his twenties to thirties when it happened.
Gender: Male
Description:

Shroud is a very large skrill with a black base and dark purple markings. His hide is crisscrossed with many faded scars, though most are barely visible to human eyes. In all respects, Shroud is still very much a wild dragon. He's relatively aloof the majority of the time, still preferring to keep his distance from humans and only interacts with Grim on his own terms. Shroud is a very intelligent creature, possessing an excellent memory—rarely forgiving and never forgetting—and situational awareness, with his presence amongst the group occurring most often when he suspects something to be amiss. Even when not visible however, he's usually lurking somewhere close enough to keep Grim in earshot, ready to intervene in the case of any nasty surprises.

Other? Shroud will not stay in the stables at night, but is thought to instead sleep in a hidden crevice somewhere near Grims cabin or possibly spend it exploring the island. He also does not currently have a saddle, although flying together is something that he and Grim do quite often.




Saga Seyersson
Name: Saga Seyersson

Gender: Male

Age: 19

Physical Description: Saga is tall with an athletic build. His hair is ash coloured. His eyes are bright blue, the color of the midsummer sky.

Personality:

History: (less vital, you can skip this if you wish)

Other: Saga prefers long distance weapons such as spears and polaxes, which he can utilize both the ground or while riding Fellswoop.





Dragon's name: Fellswoop

Species: Stormcutter

Age: 19 years

Gender: male

Description:
Fellswoop, better known simply as ‘swoop’ is a large stormcutter easily distinguishable from others of his kind by three claw marks across his left horn. He is a gentle giant with an amicable disposposition and the natural inclination to protect smaller beings. He’s also very tolerant of some of the more excitable personalities that can be found on Berk, which is why he’s often used to help out around the island with difficult tasks or in training new riders. Swoop’s relaxed and reliable nature also ensure that he’s able to function well as part of team and he often acts as a counterbalance to his less flexible rider.

The only downfall is that Swoop’s willingness to trust in others combined with his default reliance on size for protection makes it easy for him to underestimate smaller opponents and open to being influenced by the wrong side.

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[firestorm]

Name: White bloodmoon
Gender:male
Age: 27
Physical Description: White is an albino with red eyes, He is blind and unseeing. He stands 5,6 and weighs 120. White has a heart problem and looks pale. He also has black hair. He wheres a black vest
Personality: White is quite and does not speak much. When he does it means something. He is wise and calm. He can talk alto if needed. He knows where to fly due to his dragon who saved him from another dragon
History: white grew up with a loving father. When he was seven, he was attacked by a black timber jack. White trys to defend him self when another blackish/blue dragon fly's out and attacks the other protecting him. White stands shocked as the tree is shatered splinters flying everywhere. White was in the cross fire and lost his eye sight due to the splinters.
Other: (if applicable)

Dragon's name: Ushinawareta-me no yume(( dreams of the lost eyes))
Species: timber jack
Age: 7 years
Gender: male
Description: dreams is a blackish/blue timber jack with deep red eyes. He has a scar and lost a part of his right wing due to saving white from his brother Jinsokuna kaze no arashi (( swift storm of the winds)). Dream and his brother now protect the boy as his guardians from other dragons. Dreams is larger than his twin. He works well with his brother. While dreams is larger and mostly is calm. His twin is the exact oppisit of him.
Other: (if applicable)


Dragon's name:Jinsokuna kaze no arashi (( swift storm of the winds))
Age: 7 years
Gender: male
Description: swift is the twin brother to dreams. He is a deep black and is alto smaller than dreams. He has his left eye missing due to fighting dreams. His wings are sharper than dreams. Swift works well with dreams and can comunacate with the other. Swift has a hard time with anger and can't stay calm. White is all he cares for and will attack any other dragon close to him. Dreams keeps an eye on swift alot.
Other: (if applicable)

 

[Ethereal_Dreams]

Name: Thesta Applewood
Gender: Female
Age: 18

Physical Description: Thesta is 5’6 with a small frame.
Personality: Thesta is reckless and adventurous. She is also persuasive and innovative. Unfortunately, she is also impatient as well.
History:
Other: (if applicable)

Dragon's name: Fender
Species: Timberjack
Age: 5 1/2 roughly
Gender: Male


Description: Fender is a very wild dragon who is just almost as reckless as his rider. But although of his nature he would always choose Thesta’s safety over his.
Other: (if applicable)