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Please do not post here unless you are ScardeyKat or saratank. Thank you <3 |
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Plot: Royal (saratank) x Loner (ScardeyKat) |
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Character Name - Tragedy Character Pronouns - He/him Character Link or Description - Character Personality - Tragedy is sort of a dramatic type being to say the least, but when he's serious, he's DEAD serious. (I don't know how much this is allowed but-) Tragedy is a former war general, most likely searching for a more quieter life after completeing his *hopefully* last ever mission. However war follows him everywhere, as if clinging so desperately to each scale on his body. He likes to crack jokes and be an overall positive person. His strengths include brute strength, deductive reasoning, quick wit (and if allowed) magic. Tragedy tries to keep his personal past as it is; the past. When he was younger, he loved talking war stories around campfires with his brothers of war, but as time passed, those stories seem so pointless without someone else who truly understands it. Now, he's unsure if people can see him as a soldier of war, or a person looking to lead a better life. As for his weaknesses, Tragedy isn't too confident around water and being a large dragon, it's difficult for him to fit into small spaces. Likes: Adventuring Telling jokes Goofing off Fighting Sunlight - Dislikes Cold weather Darkness Being alone Being stagnant Captivity - |
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Amara Female Young adult Princess to the Okari Kingdom Amara is ice white, four legs, two wings, two horns. Her underwings are a midnight blue with silver specks that look like stars. Her horns are a silver color, along with the scales around her eyes and muzzle. Her eyes are a dark sapphire blue that fade to black with her emotions. Her talons are a rather dark gray, though they have a shine to them. The tip of her tail has silver spikes, and along her spine are small silver spikes as well. Silver and white dragons are rare to the Okari Kingdom and are often only royals, though there are chances of white dragons being born in the kingdom. Outside of the kingdom the chances arent nearly so small, but in fact normal. Amara has a brother, along with her mother (the queen) and her father (the king) all being alive and well. (They will be played off and on, but probably not actually getting their own sign ups) Amara dreams of adventure, but is rather scared of the outside world. She hates being trapped in the palace and sneaks out into the nearby villages as often as she can, though is brought back fairly quickly due to her being easy to spot. |
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Amara sighed as she looked out over the village nearby. She grew annoyed that her parents wanted to keep her in the palace, though she understood why. Rumors flew around that there was a rouge male out and about kidnapping princesses. A few kingdoms already had their princesses taken supposedly, but she assumed that was just her parents trying to keep her in. After getting bored looking out from her balcony, Amara ran into her room and grabbed her deep blue cloak before taking off to the sky, landing not too far outside the village. She threw on her cloak, though even with it she knew she stood out way too much. Most of the dragons in the village were darker scaled, like Blues, Reds and blacks. The colors always amazed Amara, and she let her eyes wonder before she stopped in a shop that had glass figures. Amara bought a few and had them sent to the palace for her collection before she wondered about a bit more. |
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The sun bristened brightly in the sky, however the taste of rain and profits clung tightly to the moist air. The tip of Tragedy's tail flicked curiously as he marched through the small town, ears perked at attention through his light brown cloak that covered most of his face. His wings twitched as a strong breeze flew in his face and he took his long strides carefully but confident. As he passed the stalls around him, he flashed his teeth with a grin before stopping at a bread stall. He dug his claws into the earth and looked over the wares before looking up at the stall runner. Tragedy moved to the side as a group of dragons began to crowd around the stall in search of bread. In the hustle, he snatched a loaf and put it under his cloak before slipping off into the crowd, unnoticed. He chuckled softly, making sure to leave a small silver coin on the table; not enough to suffice for the entire loaf, but enough to say he bought it. Once he was far enough, he licked his snout and took a bite, savoring the bland taste. |
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Amara smiled as she smelled the sweet scent of the baker nearby, along with the butcher. Her stomach gave a small growl, realizing she hadnt eaten yet that morning. Looking to the sky, she noticed in the far distance some clouds that would bring a soft storm their way. *Might be here around dinner time* she thought, making a mental note to try and be home before then, if she wasnt caught that was. As she looked forward again, she heard a few of the royal guards. "Princess! You need to be in the palace!" She looked back and saw a couple of them running her way before she started to run as well. *Of course they would spot me* she thought as a groan escaped her. Amara dug her talons into the ground, not really paying much attention in front of her before she found a place to turn in an attempt to hide. She didnt turn quick enough and ended up stumbling into someone, getting herself and the other knocked down. "Whoops, uh, sorry" she said, not realizing her cloan had fallen down to her shoulders, making it even more clear that she was the princess. |
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Just as he took a bite, Tragedy felt a pressure on his back and he tumbled over for a moment, completely taken off guard and he dropped the bread in disappointment. Though he was careful and slow to anger. Afterall, he had stolen to bread so It wasn't like he'd done much. Tragedy turned and perked his ears up curiously, cautiously spreading his wings open as he looked down at the princess, a bit clueless to who she was as he was new in town. The large dragon tilted his head to the side, but being able to think quickly, it didn't take him long to put two and two together. Tragedy put the notes of the royal guards and the flashy scales together and he was surprised to say the least. "Ah, in a bit of trouble?" He smirked carefully. Tragedy looked between the little dragon and the guards and he spread his wings, covering her from view. "Need help?" He asked. |
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Amara looked at the dragon she bumped into, a bit surprised he offered to help. She looked back at the guards before she nodded. "Help would be great" she said. "We can make this a fun game with them" Amara added with a smile. "As for trouble, my mother would say yes, but they cant say anything" she laughed. She jumped to her feet as the guards neared. "Princess" one called out again, both growing tired. She usually could outrun them, and she was somewhat surprised her mother didnt force them to train in endurance. Amara chuckled at the guards before looking at the male. "So, whats the plan" she asked, having a somewhat playful mischevious smile on her face. |
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Tragedy grinned, flashing his sharp white teeth with a hearty chuckle as he began to run, still using his wing to cover for for the most part. He weaved throughout traffic, galloping in large strides, trying his best not to run into booths though it was difficult with his large size. "I'm all for a game," He laughed allowed. Finally! Some action of some sort. And not one that puts my life on the line... eh, I hope. Tragedy ensured to study the guards, noting they weren't quite hit on endurance. He himself knew he couldn't run forever; he was built more for strength, but he wasn't worried. His years of battle ensured he'd succeed. Plus, it seemed that they had already been running for a hot moment. Though he paused when they mentioned princess, however her playfulness seemed to indicate she wasn't in danger. So he played along. "The armor slows em' down. I'm assuming they're royal guards? We'll lead em' in a loop, and run em' into each other." Tragedy smirked. |
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Fall 
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