Username: [Draymond] Character Name: Erindor Gender: male Race: huma/dragon hybrid Age: 5916 years, 3 months Personality: Noble, sure of himself, perhaps a little bit of a 'cowboy' from time to time. Has a merry sense about him, warm and inviting. He can be comforting, but also a raging tempest, he prides himself on remarkable self control. DOB: Rank/Occupation: Dragon Rider In Allegiance With: Sar'dan Appearance/Special Features: 9.5 feet, Emerald green eyes, Emerald green skin; Obsidian black, shiny, dense and soft (hair). Worn, black and heavy leather pants, undertunic and overtunic, laced up the right side. Black leather trench coat, lighter than the tunics and pants. Light armour plates on shoulders, sides of hips and on fore-arms. Large greatsword belt strapped across his chest, again, black leather. Feet shod in heavy black worn leather steel-toed boots. Battle is nearly the same looking attire minus the trench coat, and the tunics and pants have a sturdy titanium chain-mail inbetween dual layers of leather. Has his greatsword strapped at his back, long throwing dagger on right hip, flamberge on left hip. Erindor usually prefers to go shirtless for whatever reason. Skills/Abilities: Magic Powers: Telekinesis, can affect any bit of matter, even electrons, anything that has mass with a single thought. Erindor is a truely brilliant master with the blade, and is ambidextrious with both of his swords at the same time. Knows the Eragonian Ancient Language Weapons: 6 foot long great sword, Valourne by name. Valourne has a titanium/platinum alloy blade, gold and platinum hilt, and its grip is wrapped in burgundy leather. 5 foot flamberge, titanium and platium alloy blade, gold and silver alloyed hilt, grip wrapped in burgundy leather. 18 inch throwing dagger with serrated and curved titanium blade, black leather wrapped handle, silver pommel and crossguards. All weapons can conduct magic to make them highly versatile. Interests: Relatives: Erador Loved one?: Sincalia History: Erindor was brought into the world just 20 years after his brother, a full true dragon, Erador. They've since been rider and dragon battling the evils that have been chocking across the lands, to little or no avail unfortunately. They've spent most of their time together honing their battle skills, linking their minds together so that they are more one being that two creatures. The elves have sheltered them, and other dragons and their riders in their territories for millenia, but now it is the time to act against evil and return peace and balance. Other:Erindor's Anatomical Information
Erindor share's, his dragon and brother, Erador's powers to control light. He is pure hearted, noble, thoughtful and has been known to be a touch wise from time to time. Erindor has grown up to hate the evils that plauge the land, evils so arrogant they cannot even see that they are destroying themselves as well. Erindor has learned the art of sword smithing, and the weapons he carries are of his fine make. Countless centuries training with the elves, and most uniquely, sometimes himself using physical illusions conjured at a spell of light and telekinesis, have made him a brilliant swordsman. Hummingbird like reflexes, and the parry as strong as a ram, he applies dexterity with force melding into a balance. Erindor usually prefers to use both swords in combat, and never looses his throwing knife on the battle field no matter the confusion. His fighting style is unique, unique by its never the same from momement to moment, an upredicable array of attacks that change on the second to upset some of the most knowledgable swordsmen.In contrast to Erindor's pureness of heart, he too, like his draconian brother, harbors a passonate anger. He usually says; "Its how its applied that counts..." in explanation to this mock 'character flaw'. In battle, he lets fly some of his self control to let that anger come to the surface and drive him forth with new energy and vigor.
Username: [Draymond] Character Name: Erador Race: dragon Age: 5936 years, 3 months DOB: Personality: Noble, serious most of the time, but has a vivaciously playful side. Outstandingly confident, wise, shows great mercy at times. Harbors an extremely passioned anger, will do anything to get the job done, and quickly. Rank/Occupation: In Allegiance With: Appearance/Special Features: Height at forward shoulder: 20 feet - Wingspan: 115 feet - Length: 91.4 feet -; Diamond hard and kevlar tough scales, flexible plate armour of titanium, forged by his rider; Erindor. He is a Reflective and refractive emerald green. Skills/Abilities: Dragons cannot actively summon their magic, yet magic flows from them. Magic Powers: Power of Light (including hyperflight), oxyhydrogen flaming breath, reaches temperatures of 7500 degrees F, or 4149 degrees C, hot enough to melt tungsten; the hottest melting metal known to mankind. Has been known to combine huge amounts of energy with his fire to create intensely powerful and accurate lightning like bolts capable of great devastation. Interests: Relatives: Loved one?: History: King of light dragons in the Light Realm. Has two sons, Golothian, a golden dragon, and Ambrose, an azure blue and emerald green marble blend. Mate killed a millenia ago in a civil crisis. Other: Light Dragon. Is the brother of his rider Erindor. Just yet 20 years older than his half human, half dragon brother, Erador and Erindor are quite close. They've trained together waiting for their fates to be fullfilled in their quest to return peace to an evil and dark world.
IN DEPTH CHARACTER DESCRIP:
Erador's every scale seems to be like windows to another world. Each verdant scale was seemingly as deep and as clear as a mountain lake. They reflected incoming light, making Erador appear as a giant ninety foot mirror, and showered the walls with the emerald light. His gargantuan verdant wings spanned nearly the entire hall's width at full extension. Each of his four legs were wrapped with sinewy muscles that commanded power. To compliment his powerful limbs, each had five talons the size of a vehicle's wheels, and each talon appeared to be giving off a pleasant, but faint light. They were of a slight blackish colour, and serrated on the inside curve. His build was like that of a greyhound, with a wing muscled chest, gracefully and powerfully sloping to a thin abdomen. From here his tail undulates around his body like a giant green snake. Erador's remarkable eyes amplify his gaze by his clear-cut malachite eyes.