Eldrid
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STATS
Name: Eldrid
Age: 205
Gender: Non Binary
Race: Elf
Class: Samourai Description:
Eldrid has pale skin, long brown hair and deep brown eyes. The classic
features give their face an ageless quality and make it difficult to
determine their gender. They wear clothes that cover their entire body and
often some extra layers for good measure. They like red and green tints
and often mix those.
Personality: Eldrid is a quiet, contemplative person, some would
even call them uptight. They try to be prepared for everything and train at
being able to detect even the slightest of presences around them. After
numerous years of training they've become able to navigate blindly through
unfamiliar places and to guess pretty accurately who is approaching them.
Eldrid has been known to compose poetry and songs when creativity strikes.
Enjoys: The soft breeze at the height of summer
Dislikes: dissonants that don't get resolved
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BONDING
The sky was blue, expanding all the way to the horizon. Some white clouds
drifted by. The smell of the grass and flowers mixed to become an
intoxicating scent that promised richness and fertility. Korenaar
stretched his wings and lazily dropped his head to the ground. The heat of
the sun-warmed earth warming the hide of his chin.
"Mmmh." he moaned happily.
Things couldn't get much better.
Suddenly though, there was a person disturbing the peace and quiet. The
human proclaimed:
"The sky is bluer - than the icy waters of - a fair glacier
lake"
Koorenaar's ears twitched at the bad attempt at poetry.
"Why bring thoughts of cold and ice to such a beautiful day as
this?" he asked no-one in particular.
Someone else must have made a similar appraisal of the elf's poetry skills
because next thing the green-yellow furry dragon knew, the sound of
clashing swords interrupted the peace. He jumped up and scrambled as two
humanoids leapt, ran and zipped across the meadow, crushing flowers.
This would not do.
"Stop!" he roared and used his
magic to restrain the two humanoids.
"Crushing the flowers is even worse than that poetry."
Korenaar couldn't keep them contained for long and within minutes one of
them wiggled free and ran off. The other one, the elf, looked a bit
dejected.
"I admit it needed work, but I didn't mean to offend." he said
solemnly.
"I was going to let the poetry slide." Koorenaar
admitted, "It was the fighting that got me riled up."
"They attacked me out of nowhere."
Korenaar lifted an eyebrow.
"Bad poetry is not an excuse to attack someone."
But the elf couldn't contain a small smirk, "My name is Eldrid by the
way."
"Korenaar." the dragon added.
"Would you know a place where I can spend the night?"
"Follow me! I'm a real pro at finding free
lodgings."
"They don't need to be free..." Eldrid protested but Korenaar
was no longer listening.
Korenaar bonded at Mirus
Fortress
STATS
Name: Korenaar
Gender: Male
Colour: Olive-Beige-Yellow
Parents: Alcandeo
Deeabath x Loren
Species: 25% Askan 25% Piralan 25% Shadowling 25% Glider
Size: 10-18' at the shoulder
Description: Most noticeable about Korenaar is the fluff. Covering his
wings, hide and tail, bursting from head, shoulders, elbows and ankle joints.
His fur ranges from olive green to honey yellow. Secondary gliding wings form a
bright and whimsical accent. He has dexterous hands with nimble fingers and toes
and sharp claws.
Personality: Korenaar is like wheat, he sways gently, relaxing and
loving the heat of summer and light breezes. He will bend but not break,
choosing to work with what's going against him and using it's force to turn
things around in his favour. All the while looking like it's easy.
Abilities:
*Verbal Speech - the ability to communicate in spoken words
*Telepathy - the ability to communicate mind-to-mind
*Teleportation - the ability to teleport anywhere within sight or that
can be strongly visualized in the mind
*Shapeshifting (Dragon-Human Spectrum) - the ability to shapeshift to any
form between human and dragon shapes
*Functional Magic - a wide-ranging ability to wield magic
*Body-Heat Control - the ability to control one's body temperature or
even create one's own thermal for flight
*Gliding - the ability to glide using secondary wings
*Semi-Insubstantial - the ability to become half insubstantial at will
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FLIGHT
A few years later and the unlikely couple of a relaxed dragon and an
uptight elf was still together. Against both their better judgement they
had hit it off and found travelling together quite agreeable.
Despite the occasional argument, their bond had grown and they couldn't
imagine life apart anymore. They kept each other safe and bailed each
other out when they got into trouble.
"I'm telling you it's time."
"I'm telling you we don't have time for that."
"Hey, you might be a stand-offish elf, I have
needs!"
Eldrid sighed, "Fine! But you better lose!"
"And just for that I'll be doing my best. You
better believe I'll win!"
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Lantessama Isle
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