Accepted Character Profiles
Gaian name: Whyte_Phox
Name: Silentblossom (Blossom for short)
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Name of Dragon: Daybreak
Type of Dragon: Albino Night Fury (Referred to as a Day Fury by many)
Appearance:
Silentblossom
Personality: shy, quiet, withdrawn, protective, loyal
Bio: Silentblossom is the only daughter of the Chief of the Outcasts, Alvin the Treacherous. When Alvin originally was cast of of Berk by Stoick the Vast, Stoick feared Silentblossom was in danger from her father, so he stole her away and spirited her to Dragon Island, a land named for its inhabitants. Stoick and Gobber knew that Silentblossom had always had a weird way with the beasts, so they trusted leaving her there, even with their own fear and hate of the monsters they assumed the dragons to be. Silentblossom was named for the fact that she didn't utter a single word until she was seven years old, and that was to her best friend Hiccup, defending a baby Monsterous Nightmare that Hiccup was trying to throw a rock at. When Silentblossom was 13, Stoick felt it was time for Silentblossom to take her place back in Berk as a Dragon Rider. While on Dragon Island, she found and befriended a red eyed, white skinned Night Fury that she named Daybreak. Silentblossom has always had eyes for Hiccup and is very jealous of Astrid getting so close to him in her forced absence from Berk. She wants to gain back that closeness but at the same time, she is good friends with Astrid and knows how the Hofferson girl feels about Hiccup as well.
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Gaian Name: stella sadie scooby
Name: Purelight (also known as Pure)
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Name of Dragon: Honoria
Type of Dragon: Flightmare
Appearance:
Personality: Shy, but brave when she needs to be. Kind-hearted, slightly socially awkward but loves dragons and other creatures.
Bio: Her parents dies in a forest fire, and a dragon saved her (which happens to be her dragon now). She grew up living with dragons and never really knew people. She then stumbles upon Berk and meets other people. She can talk and do things normally, but she doesn't know everything.
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Gaian name: crashedhawk
Name: Lyonmane ( Ly for short)
Gender: Male
Age:19
Name of Dragon: Blitz
Type of Dragon: Skrill
Appearance:
Lyonmane
Personality: loud, brash,stubborn, hot headed.
Bio: Lyonmane was born the youngest of twelve brothers meaning if he wanted anything he had to fight for it. He trained twice as hard as his brothers and did all he could to be noticed by his father. One night while training on the other side of berk he was caught in a lightning storm. When at the center of the storm Ly came face to face with a Skrill. The two did have a short battle, but soon found in a stalemate , Ly seeing the dragons power and speed was impressed. It took a few weeks but the skrill did keep coming back to the place of their first fight. This lead to the now partnership Blitz and Ly have.
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Gaian name: Vampire-Dragon-lover ((VDL is fine for OOC))
Name: Fiona Blair the Last
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Name of Dragon: Treeth
Type of Dragon: Tree Eater
(Accepted Mystery Class)
Appearance: Fiona Blair the Last is a large female standing at just over seven feet tall. She is broad of shoulder and hip with large hands and feet. She has fair skin with freckles that cover her body, her hair was a bright red at birth but the lack of light in the Dense Forests she called home darkened it to an auburn color. She has the guarded hazel eyes of someone who'd been hurt before, and a smile that can brighten ones day if it can be coaxed out of her. B, as she used to go by at home, wears fur lined leather the same color and marking as her dragon. She carries a dagger, and bow for hunting, but is also fond of the war hammer for a weapon when she is defending herself, her dragon, or their space. Due to lingering photo sensitivity she wears a helmet with a smoked glass visor when riding, and smoked glass goggles when not. She has a fair amount of scars some of which Treeth gave her as they trained, but most are from the battle that made her the Last.
Treeth is currently at around 40 feet long having reached riding size when Blair was fifteen. She is a rich pine green with some brown markings. Her eyes are large and an unusual shade of hazel, like her riders rather than the usual ember or gold. Her horns curve back over her skull, and have five prongs branching off, much like how a deer adds a prong to their antlers each year. Like a great cat Treeth uses her tail to aid in maneuverability both in the air and on the ground. There is a flapped end to her tail which she can control how open it is and how it moves to best suit her needs. She too has scars like her rider, they show themselves as lighter than the rest of her coloring. Like her rider Treeth has lingering sensitivity to light, and still wears the smoked glass lenses they created in their youth.
Personality: Both Fiona Blair, and Treeth are stand offish and slow to trust. Once one has earned either of the pairs trust though, the other soon follows and one gains an extremely loyal, defensive ally. The pair are more comfortable around dragons or animals than around humans, for it was a human stranger that ruined their lives.
Bio: Once upon a time there was a young child left abandoned in a field that had been created generations before when a fight broke out between two clans of Tree Eaters. Their limited fire was enough to cause a fair amount of the forest to burn, which later allowed the dragons and their human counterparts to find other ways to work out their problems. The child left abandoned was small and fair like those who dwell in the forests, though rather than the earthy browns that were the only hair color known to the peoples here, the childs head was covered in fire. The clan leader found the child and named her for her fair skin, and her place of finding. Fiona Blair, Fair child of the field. Fiona was raised like any of the other clan children, she learned to hunt, and jump and climb like all the others and when she was old enough she was introduced to the Mother of the Tree Eaters. Of course the monarch was not the mother to all, but she was the eldest in the clan and so all others looked to her. Being raised to show respect Fiona left her first encounter with the monarch without a scratch. Many were not so lucky.
Later when it was time for the youth to start their training they were again introduced to the monarch, only this time she had a group of youth of her own. The tiny ones could chose to pick a rider or not. When Treeth came to Fiona she was in awe of the creature, who at less than a year was quite small compared to the 300 foot long mother. They bonded and it was like magic to Fiona. She had her hard times with Treeth, as was to be expected, but they grew to love each other and rarely left the others side.
At fifteen and one year, Fiona Blair and Treeth completed their training, and first successful flight. The pair were odd compared to their age mates. They both loved the freedom of flight more than anything, and were known to venture above the canopy of the forest to the sun filled air. When the sun hurt both their eyes at first they stay away, but they had so loved the warmth of it on their skin that Fiona searched for a solution. With Treeths fire they turned sand to glass, and smoked it to protect their eyes from the harsh sun.
It was this need to explore places that their clans had not gone before, that brought disaster to Fiona Blair and her clan. The pair were out flying in the sun when they were noticed by another pair. This pair though were not kind but they were cunning. Fiona came from a place were respect and honesty were high in the societies conduct so when this stranger approached she didn't expect anything dangerous. But they were lied to, and the man learned from her and left in the night with the promise to return in the morn. Return he did, with many more dragons and men. None of which wanted to learn from the tree people and their dragons. They waged war against Fiona and her people, cutting down their trees to build ships and buildings, and burning what ever else was in their way.
Fiona was injured in one of the attacks, falling from Treeth as they fought in the sky. Treeth was able to catch her rider before she could be destroyed by a fall through the trees, but both were hurt. Treeth, needing to protect her rider, burrowed deep into the earth to hide and try to wake her rider.
By the time they surfaced again their home was nothing but great stumps and smoldering land. The pair came across the Monarch, slain and skinned. Unable to stay and needing revenge Fiona and Treeth left the home they'd lost in search of the ones who'd destroyed it. Fiona found and repaired a damaged ship that was large enough to hold her and Treeth and set off, without the know how to survive.
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Gaian name: The_Enigmati_King
Name: Rock Atlas III (Rock)
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Name of Dragon: Windsurfer
Type of Dragon:
Stormcutter
Appearance:
Rock
Personality: Brave, Friendly, Kind, Somewhat Mature, Adventurous
Bio: Rock is the son of a family of traveling merchants. He was born on a ship and spent most of his young life at sea. One of his parent039;s shipmates who like an uncle to Rock was a man from Berk who was very fond of and got along with dragons. He would tell Rock stories of dragons.When Rock was very little, his parents had docked in Berk before going off on a very long journey, leaving Rock with their family friend. Sadly his parent039;s never returned so he stayed with the man under his care. Rock039;s first dragon was a Stormcutter with a very prideful attitude. The two got off to a rocky start but as they grew up, they grew fond of each other and became the best of friends.
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Gaian name: KratosArion
Name: Ulf “The Forgotten” Thorfinson
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Name of Dragon: Spitfire
Type of Dragon: Deadly Nadder
http://howtotrainyourdragon.wikia.com/wiki/Deadly_Nadder
Appearance: Ulf stands at roughly 6’ 1” and strongly built at a weight of around 210 Lbs. He has shoulder length, dark brown, curly, hair that from time to time he will tie back or braid. His skin tone is normal for a Viking. His smile is slightly crooked, meaning one side opens larger than the other, and a few teeth are slightly crooked as well, but all in place. Ulf has a faded, nearly invisible scar vertically on his right cheek, and diagonally across the bridge of his nose, and a more prominent one on his left brow, as well as several smaller scars on his body.
Ulf normally wears a raged red sleeveless tunic with a pitted steel spaulder on his left shoulder and a leather spaulder on the right, stamped with Celtic designs. His pants are simple tan cloth pants, usually stained with dirt (not that it’s unusual around Berk.) He wears leather boots that come half way up his calf, and pitted steel greaves on top of them. He carries useful things in a pair of leather pouches on his belt, and a larger pouch on the spaulder straps across his back, this is also where he carries his bow and quiver. On his hands he wears a leather glove on his right hand with the fingers cut out, that comes half way up his fore arm. On his left is the same, though it ends just after the wrist. On his left wrist he wears a steel plated leather bracer with Celtic designs stamped on it to protect his forearm when he uses a bow, and for defense. His bow is a simple wooden bow, with a leather quiver that holds arrows with the tips carved from Deadly Nadder spines.
Spitfire has a similar look to most Nadders, but has more of a red hue.
Personality: Ulf is similar to most Vikings in that he is always up for a challenge, though he is generally laid back. Ulf believes that there is a time to work and a time to relax or play, and resists mixing the two. That said he is easily motivated if the adventure is interesting enough, has a nice reward, or if there is a girl involved. Ulf always enjoys a good joke or prank, even if he is the (sometimes literal) punchline. One downfall is his lack of ability to simply express his feeling and thoughts, and will sometimes become frantic and erratic if pressured enough. He is proud of his strength, but values above average intelligence (Nowhere near Hiccup or Fishlegs, but leaps and bounds over Ruff and Tuff or Snotlout.) more than physical power. Sometimes girls he finds attractive can distract him. Ulf is a deep sleeper.
Bio: Ulf grew up in Berk as the son of a fisherman. His childhood was the same as “nearly” every other child at the time. He would wait up every night, hopping to get a glimpse of the battle between the tribe and the dragons. About the time that he should have entered dragon training though his mother fell ill, and with his father deceased some years prior during a dragon raid it was up to Ulf to take care of himself and his mother. Often times he would hunt with his bow, or gather herbs and berries in the woods at night, so he was rarely seen by the other villagers. Several years after the event that led to a partnership between Vikings and Dragons, his mother succumbed to her disease. Ulf was 19, and one of the few around the village without a dragon to call his own. Not needed to stay home anymore he had finally found a reason to leave the house during the day to hunt and forage. This is how he obtained the nickname “Ulf the Forgotten,” since few people remembered he existed at all. Some villagers would avoid him, considering him cursed.
Being without his own dragon somewhat upset Ulf, though he would never let anyone know it. But that was all about to change when he was hunting in the forests one day. He had been tracking a deer and had closed in and was ready for the kill. He drew the bowstring back and prepared to fire. Before he could release a shadow flew over and his prey was gone! It was in the claws of a Deadly Nadder. “Hey you overgrown lizard! Get back here!” He yelled as he gave chase through the forest for what seemed like an eternity. He finally caught up to the creature at the beach. Ulf confronted the Nadder, which seemed unenthused to see the boy. A tug of war ensued for nearly three hours before both parties decided to give up, seeing as there was plenty for both to eat. When Ulf went to return home the pesky Nadder followed, and since then they have been best friends, Rider and Dragon.
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Gaian name: BlazeDaDude.
Name: Soul Valentine.
Gender: Male.
Age: Twenty.
Name of Dragon: Blaze (Naddler) And Volca (Whispering Death).
Type of Dragon: A crimson red Deadly Nadder And a metallic gray Whispering Death hatchling.
Appearance: Soul is a just over six foot with slim manoeuvrable build, He has long brown hair just coming down to his upper chest, He's fair skinned with a couple of scars up his arms from his lifestyle of training young dragons that specialize in spike attacks. He wears a dark brown leather chest guard with a single thin leather shoulder pad and armoured sleeve on his left arm leaving the other exposed except from a leather elbow pad and a small Ten inch leather covered wooden shield.
Personality: Curious, Dexterous, Stubborn, Friendly, Persistent, Adventurous, Protective and Loyal.
Bio: Soul has been working along side the academy for a little while now specializing in training dragons with spine attacks like the Nadder and the Whispering Death.
At a young age Soul was brought up along side dragons, His mother and farther ship wreck survivors who crashed on the alien land named 'Dragon Island' By the people of Berk, At first the two survivors feared the dragons as they did on Berk but it became very clear that they would have to live side by side if either wished to continue to live with ease, After a while of co-operation between the two species the two was ready to bring life to their world also and Soul was born and joined his parents side protecting and living with the dragons of the island.
Now he is well known by the other riders of Berk and often travels too and from the Island on his crimson Deadly Nadder called Blaze, He often looks after the orphaned dragons of Berk as he is at the moment with the Whispering Death hatchling he calls Volca.
