Post by Ferus Tutela on Mar 30, 2010 16:57:13 GMT -5
Name: Ferus Tutela
Age: 60 years inside his egg
Gender: Male
Appearance: Egg- Ferus' egg is a deep purple colour, almost black, with flecks of violet running all over it
Ferus - Once hatched, Ferus will be a dark purple colour, which is lighter on his belly and on his wings. His wing membranes are black. Ferus has jagged spikes running down his back and along the edge of his tail, but are not as long nor as sharp at the base of his neck or on his back as this is where his Rider shall sit. These spikes are black as well as his claws.
Ferus is quite broad in the chest and muscular in the legs already, suggesting that his sire was a large male and so he shall follow. His talons are a pearlecent purple colour, and his teeth are like daggers, all aiming back into his mouth so when he captures his prey they cannot escape. His eyes are a startling blue-purple colour which cannot be found anywhere in nature. They appear intelligent, but slightly guarded at the same time.
RP Example: The sun was high in the sky and it shone through the clearing and onto the small camp that the humans outside his egg had made. While Ferus was aware of nothing but the changing shadows, he could plainly hear them all talking. He was headed somewhere they called Urû'baen. They knew his egg contained him, but there were no sorcerers amongst them. They were scared. 'And so they should be' Ferus sniffed to himself, shifting from within his egg.
The mid-day sun began to warm him, washing away the cold from the night. Shaking his back, there was a sharp noise from the outside-egg-world. The purple dragon strained to hear what was going on but became still when he heard the awful steel-on-shield sound. The cries of the men began but still none approached.
Finally he could hear someone. "...must be here somewhere!" Spoke the voice.
"Tauthr," said the other voice in a language Ferus did not understand. He listend intently as they moved closer, one of the... creatures outside's steps were heavier, less careful. And before he knew it they were outside his egg. The light disappeared as they stood over his egg.
"We've found it!" Spoke the louder voice.
"Bjartskular." Was all the other said. That would he did understand. Shifting in his egg, he felt one of the peer closer and a hand reach out. Suddenly instinct took over, and he felt that his Rider was close. At the slightest contact, the magic began...
Rank: Dragon (I will try and find someone to play his Rider, unless you can think of anyone?)
Country: Unknown
Personality: Ferus Tutela gets his name from his personality. He is a fierce Dragon, and would have been dangerous and untameable if he had been born wild. As it is, the only person he trusts is whoever his Rider is, and those that person cares for. But the other side of his personality is his protectiveness. His main goal in life is to protect and look after his Rider, to ensure that they live a long and happy one. He will be the best companion and guardian that a Rider has had.
Independently, he is quite sarcastic with a dry sense of humor. He finds elves most interesting, and has a faint fondness for Humans, but is indifferent to Dwarves considering many of their hatred for Ferus' race. He is proud, and ever so slightly vain, as well as having a deep-seated thirst for knowledge. This pride and thirst means he can be quite stubborn under certain circumstances, and very nosy.
History: Ferus' does not know who his parents are, although he hopes to find out one day. He was transported between the Elves and the Humans, waiting to find his true Rider. Many were sore when he did not hatch, curious as to the colour of his egg to what kind of Dragon he would be like.
Then the Fall came and destroyed this pattern. As soon as the elves realised that Galbotorix's Forsworn were destroying eggs, they smuggled what few they had with them away. Unfortunately, Ferus' was the only egg not to be captured or destroyed. He was hidden in the middle of know where, his where-abouts trusted to only a few. Those few all perished during the War, and so Ferus was believed lost and destroyed.
There he sat in his egg for 50 years, waiting to be found. Eventually someone did find him, but it was Galbatorix's troops coming back from a recruitment drive. Their magician had been killed by the Vaden on their return, but they were willed on by the discovery of Ferus' egg, believing their leader would bestow great honour on them. Unfortunately for them, the Varden heard of their discovery and he was recovered.
Codeword: Zar'roc
If you want me to change anything, then feel free to say =]
Age: 60 years inside his egg
Gender: Male
Appearance: Egg- Ferus' egg is a deep purple colour, almost black, with flecks of violet running all over it
Ferus - Once hatched, Ferus will be a dark purple colour, which is lighter on his belly and on his wings. His wing membranes are black. Ferus has jagged spikes running down his back and along the edge of his tail, but are not as long nor as sharp at the base of his neck or on his back as this is where his Rider shall sit. These spikes are black as well as his claws.
Ferus is quite broad in the chest and muscular in the legs already, suggesting that his sire was a large male and so he shall follow. His talons are a pearlecent purple colour, and his teeth are like daggers, all aiming back into his mouth so when he captures his prey they cannot escape. His eyes are a startling blue-purple colour which cannot be found anywhere in nature. They appear intelligent, but slightly guarded at the same time.
RP Example: The sun was high in the sky and it shone through the clearing and onto the small camp that the humans outside his egg had made. While Ferus was aware of nothing but the changing shadows, he could plainly hear them all talking. He was headed somewhere they called Urû'baen. They knew his egg contained him, but there were no sorcerers amongst them. They were scared. 'And so they should be' Ferus sniffed to himself, shifting from within his egg.
The mid-day sun began to warm him, washing away the cold from the night. Shaking his back, there was a sharp noise from the outside-egg-world. The purple dragon strained to hear what was going on but became still when he heard the awful steel-on-shield sound. The cries of the men began but still none approached.
Finally he could hear someone. "...must be here somewhere!" Spoke the voice.
"Tauthr," said the other voice in a language Ferus did not understand. He listend intently as they moved closer, one of the... creatures outside's steps were heavier, less careful. And before he knew it they were outside his egg. The light disappeared as they stood over his egg.
"We've found it!" Spoke the louder voice.
"Bjartskular." Was all the other said. That would he did understand. Shifting in his egg, he felt one of the peer closer and a hand reach out. Suddenly instinct took over, and he felt that his Rider was close. At the slightest contact, the magic began...
Rank: Dragon (I will try and find someone to play his Rider, unless you can think of anyone?)
Country: Unknown
Personality: Ferus Tutela gets his name from his personality. He is a fierce Dragon, and would have been dangerous and untameable if he had been born wild. As it is, the only person he trusts is whoever his Rider is, and those that person cares for. But the other side of his personality is his protectiveness. His main goal in life is to protect and look after his Rider, to ensure that they live a long and happy one. He will be the best companion and guardian that a Rider has had.
Independently, he is quite sarcastic with a dry sense of humor. He finds elves most interesting, and has a faint fondness for Humans, but is indifferent to Dwarves considering many of their hatred for Ferus' race. He is proud, and ever so slightly vain, as well as having a deep-seated thirst for knowledge. This pride and thirst means he can be quite stubborn under certain circumstances, and very nosy.
History: Ferus' does not know who his parents are, although he hopes to find out one day. He was transported between the Elves and the Humans, waiting to find his true Rider. Many were sore when he did not hatch, curious as to the colour of his egg to what kind of Dragon he would be like.
Then the Fall came and destroyed this pattern. As soon as the elves realised that Galbotorix's Forsworn were destroying eggs, they smuggled what few they had with them away. Unfortunately, Ferus' was the only egg not to be captured or destroyed. He was hidden in the middle of know where, his where-abouts trusted to only a few. Those few all perished during the War, and so Ferus was believed lost and destroyed.
There he sat in his egg for 50 years, waiting to be found. Eventually someone did find him, but it was Galbatorix's troops coming back from a recruitment drive. Their magician had been killed by the Vaden on their return, but they were willed on by the discovery of Ferus' egg, believing their leader would bestow great honour on them. Unfortunately for them, the Varden heard of their discovery and he was recovered.
Codeword: Zar'roc
If you want me to change anything, then feel free to say =]