(credits to Yasubaru @ picrew.me)

Shortened Name:
Percival de Bec

Addressed As:
Lord de Bec
Sir Percival
Mr. de Bec

Nicknames:
Urien/Percy (Only With Close Friends)

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Social Status:
Noble

Rank:
Dragon Rider

Dragon:
Open

Gender:
Male

Age:
17

Sexuality:
Poly-Bisexual King B)

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Apperance:
At first glance, this young man radiates a regal posture, and every movement of his graceful. This man is confident by looks alone, and his eyes are always observant of both places and people. His natural height is 6'2, but those on the smaller scale never find this intimidating-rather a Sun shining through their internal storm clouds. Percival never saw his height as a blessing, as it made him stand out from the crowd. Still, he never looks a gifted horse in the mouth and uses said height as an advantage depending on the situation. He works out, but not as a source of entrainment. It was a requirement and something his parents pushed on him to preserve the de Bec legacy. This man is on the muscle scale between moderate and heavy. You can see and feel his muscles without needing closer examination. The shape of his body is a mesomorph, having a larger body width than the ectomorph but smaller than an endomorph. Making his body a perfect combination of strength and endurance, but he lacks flexibility. He can outrun most people and even beat them in a brawl, although he would lose to those that trained for such activities longer than him. Covering his body are scars from different time-some are old and barely there, while some are fresh and still visible. To hide them, Percival wraps bandages around the exposable ones and wears a tight shirt to keep said bandages in place. To make him more unique, some parts of his body have patches of lighter skin. This trait is known as vitiligo, a genetic trait from his dad's side.

His face is that of a gemstone, also known as a diamond-shaped face. Percival's head is slim, having a wider forehead compared to the lower half of his face. Risen and high cheekbones with slightly gauntly cheeks. As for his jaw, it's sharp enough to slice a diamond in half. His face always expresses a warm yet elegant manner to it, and when he's frowning, it's like a bunch of storm clouds is blocking the Sun. Percival's smile can warm even the coldest of hearts and soothe any rising anger within the mind of others. The shape of his eyes is round with an odd softness to them. When they turn dim, expect the gentle and warm gaze to be cold and chilling. Now, time for the color of his eyes, which makes him even more beautiful. His eyes are a lovely shade of light blue around the inner iris, with the outer iris a darker tint of blue. Above his eyes are his eyelashes of dark blonde, luxurious and thick, with a slight curviness to them. Settled lower on his face are his downturned lips that protect his perfectly whitened teeth. In the place of the right corner of his lips is a small scar he got from training. He has little jewelry and other accessories he wears, but he does love putting on such things here and there. He has an ear cuff earring on his left ear, and the earring resembles half of the Sun. The color of the earring, you guessed it, is a golden color. Around his neck is a collar made of actual gold with a button clip on the back. Engraved into the metal are two dragons facing each other and breathing fire. The nose appears straight from a frontal perspective, but if you look at him from the side, the bridge has a slight bump midway. A mixture of a hawk and a straight nose, but it leans more on the straight side.

Time for his hair. The hair favors that of the Sun: a lovely golden color that glistens when light reflects on it. Years ago, Percival had long hair that reached his lower back and always kept it free. Yes, the women of the noble neighborhood were jealous of his locks, but at the same time, they were captivated by the color of it. He has straight, but pieces of it tend to poke out to give it a messy-ish appearance. At this point, he gave up on keeping it straight and left it alone. Presently, his hair is still long (and somewhat wild around the bangs), yet tied in a tight braid. The braid is still the same length as before and usually goes over his shoulders to the front. The front part of his hair is kept free, with the bangs of his hair parted to the sides. The top part of the hair (where the hairline is) was also left alone.

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Personality:
Light Flirt | Protective | Jealous-Prone | Noble | Considerate | Peacekeeper | Benelvolent | Dutiful | Charaismic | Gifter | Loyal | Empathy | Warm-Hearted | Trustworthy | Open-Minded | Thoughtful | Humorous | Inattentive | Conscientious | Guilliable | Indecisive

As a young boy, Percival always had a golden heart that seeps endless joy. He always wanted to help those in dire situations, going as far as to offer his allowance to those in need of necessities. For most of his childhood, he was kept indoors and educated from sun up to sun down. Whatever little free time he has left, he's allowed to socialize with his fellow noble children. Throughout his tea parties and social gatherings, Percival always expresses the best manners and is mindful of his words. Percival has gained a good reputation amongst the commoners for his generosity, but the nobles look down on him for his bleeding heart. His father is one of them. Where he gained small alliances with the locals, he gained disgust amongst the nobles. Still, they found it hard to hate him for too long, and they would eventually throw in the white flag. Although he hates parties, finding them bothersome and pointless while others suffer. Despite that, he goes to said parties to gain a decent reputation amongst people of his social status. While at the parties, Percival wouldn't speak unless spoken to, but unafraid of interjecting if he overheard a snobbish noble insult those lower-classed than them. His interjections earned him a few enemies among the nobles, but he paid no care to their poor attempt at rumors. When fights break out, Percival is always the first one to step in and calm the situation down before it escalates. He doesn't enjoy needless violence, let alone adults acting childish in front of literal children. Bringing in a few jokes here and there to make the mob (or drunken fools) laugh and settle themselves. He'll find an even footing so the two can agree to disagree.

The negative side of Percival is that he lacks focus when it comes to things that don't interest him. Often, he gets injured during training with his former teacher, which results in many injuries. As a child, he had a bad habit of keeping full attention to his studies: he lacked skills in history and mathematical problems. Percival has messy handwriting, and somehow, people can still read it. His gullible nature brings him into situations that require him to turn a blind eye, or his naivety bothers people conversing with him. The young man would trust the words of a person he barely knows and would rephrase things by mistake. To make things worse, he's indecisive and has issues making decisions. Once he finally comes up with something, he doesn't care if it ends up with wrong or right results, just as long as it gets whatever task to finish. His ambiguous nature is troublesome to him but to those who stupidly put him in leadership roles. He'll stand outside the bakery windows for hours to stare at the deserts until he randomly picks one, or Percival leaves due to the store closing. You might expect this from him, but he's prone to jealousy only when it comes to certain things or people. It's all because his father favored other's sons since he finds them a lot better than his own and praises children that aren't even his. He's envious of people who had better relationships with their fathers than he ever did. He would be hurt but won't say it out loud and keep it to himself.

Likes:
☼Close Friends
☼Helping Others
☼Socializing
☼Sweets
☼Reading
☼Mornings/Daylight
☼Negotiations/Peaceful Resolutions
☼Cheering Others Up
☼Reading

Dislikes:
☀Conflict
☀Needless Drama
☀Hurting Others
☀Getting Shouted At
☀Innocent People Getting Mistreated
☀The Cold
☀Rude/Snobish Attitudes
☀Bullies/A-Holes/Cheaters
☀Drinking

Strengths:
☼Strength
☼Weaponmaster
☼Persuasion
☼Speed
☼Determination

Weaknesses:
☀Intimidation
☀Endurance
☀Tactless
☀Indecisive
☀Tenacious

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Family:
Lord de Bec (Father; Deceased)
Lady de Bec (Mother; Alive)

Significant Other:
Open

Crushes:
Open

Exes:
He was part of an arranged marriage but broke it off once his father died.

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Affiliations:
Mircea | "Sir Mircea, you're a sarcastic king, as always." | His Moon

Before everything happened, the two were strangers and only knew each other by boring texts about the kingdom's history and noble families. As the boys grew into young men, they were trained by the same master and spar together. After that one sparring match, the two find each other as equals and worthy opponents. From there, being simple sparring partners shifted to being the closest of friends. There's something else going in with their relationship, but they always say they're friends. The promise rings on their fingers say otherwise, yet that's a story for later. Mircea is the storm to his calm, who helps Percival deal with things requiring a firm hand. To Mircea, Percival soothes the raging storm and offers diplomatic approaches. They have casual debates on how they should handle things, but their altercations never grow too heated. Percival is the ever-shining Sun, with Mircea the luminescent Moon.

Nicodemus Brooks | "He's a man I aspire to be." | Well-Respected

First meeting Nico, Percy expressed both fear and respect for his squad leader. Percival admires this man's leadership skill and envies said skill.

N/A

Kristopher Vahos | "Seems like a cool dude." | Fellow Dragon-Rider

WIP

Open

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Other:
HTTYD is superior. Change my mind.

[Res an Earth Class Dragon

And a Rider because I can't give myself reasonable limits :) ]

Ærrax

85 years

Male

Earth Class

Ærrax is a large, thickset male standing at 13ft for now, built very much like a komodo dragon in terms of his thick, powerful legs and tail. His neck however is above his shoulders and also somewhat thick, meanwhile he has clawed feet with four toes on the front, plus dew claws. He has small, pointed spikes along his tail, back and neck, but these are no more rock-solid than the rest of his scales, just a little added protection for enemies trying to pierce his thick hide. His tail is in a spiked, solid V shape at the end, and he largely uses this armored tail for attacking if necessary. It takes a lot of power to maneuver, thrashing like a snake, and so when not in use generally gets dragged along behind him, leaving an imprint in the earth. When he's excited, it can end up flying wildly in the air behind him, so keep an eye out. It can deal wounds and definitely bruises if it hits someone.

He has a broad, triangular head with a wide, squared muzzle - full of the usual, dragon-sharp teeth, and big fangs of which two upper escape the sides of his mouth. He has a very lizard-like tongue (forking and being very long) however it is an unusual shade of dark mauve - due to his Acidic ability.

He is a dark, mossy green - the scales various shades of green which give him the mossy appearance. They occasionally shed, and grow back in a shimmering silver until the green pigment reappears as the scale reforms within the tight armor-like scales.

This guy certainly cannot fly, but when he runs he charges much like a rhino - that is, fast and deadly if he wishes. He generally doesn't like to spend much time moving, and will slow down further as he continues to age. Right now he's young and more agile than the thickly shelled beast he is yet to grow into. His puppy like nature also keeps him moving a little more often than members of his class as his enthusiasm for fellow dragons and friendly people drives him forward - perhaps with a little less forward thinking than his rider would like.

His wings are somewhat small, as is common with his Class. They are about the same size of his main body when outstretched to their fullest, and they are not much use for anything other than gliding. They will likely stop growing soon, and remain fairly small as his body adjusts to much more weight from his scales and muscle.

He also has bright Golden eyes and horns which curl thickly up then around the sides of his head like a Ram's, before ending pointed by his chin, which are important for destorying large structures. His nose bridge also supports two smaller horn-stumps, which likely protect various nerves in his nose. He has a keen scent after all.

To put it simply, Ærrax is just like a Golden Retriver. That is to say, super loyal, very food motivated and extreamly waggy in the tail department.

This young male is very outgoing, his social sunniness very noticable as he is always the first to head up and greet a newcomer. He's honest, down to earth and friendly, right from the moment you meet him.

And thank goodness for that because his slowly increasingly growing size can be intimidating, espescially if one takes note of his long fangs and spiked tail. The latter has a slightly dangerous habit of wagging when Ærrax is feeling upbeat and happy. Or when it whips around angrily if he is hearing of some injustice. Either way it might be useful to keep a safe distance at all times.

Aside from his slightly dangerous tail, it's a good idea to watch out for this Acid spit. He tries to avoid using it since it can be harmful, but occasionally he'll forget the negative effects of this spit while digging out a den for himself. Thankfully his isn't too potent yet.

He is very loving, snuggling up to his rider and any dragon friends when he's chilling out. Quality time is his love language, and he might just get on his friend's nerves by how often he'll follow them around. He can't handle loniless or islolation well, needing someone else nearby, even just a voice. If there's no one he'll loose his usual positive self to a much more frightened, pessamist. His biggest fear would be some sort of long isolation - the idea of not being able to do anything, to not fight back against an enemy sickens him. If there is an injustice or danger for one of his loved ones, he has to be be there. The idea of some walls containing him worries him more than anything else.

This young male posseses a soft thundrous tone of voice: gentle, anumsed rumbles; a playful mrr sound; an overjoyed awhr at the return of a friend. He has a loud roar, like the rushing of wind through a forest, or by the ege of a cliff: Mighty and Beautiful. It will likely become louder and clearer in tone as he grows, but it is nevertheless a satisfying sound to listen to now.

Sprout <3

Acid Spit: This is an ability that's primary function is to aid in burrowing. The spit has a mild decaying aspect, and soften hardened ground to make digging easier. It's relatively harmless to dragons, though irritating to them and more so humans, however, it's entirely painful and can cause terrible damage if taken to the eyes. They have acid glands, which have a limited quantity that replenish over time (talking hours).

+ Highly protective and Loyal: Ærrax is not one to question orders from those he trusts. He will follow those he cares about into almost anything, and will stand by their side no mattter how hard it gets. This armored male will sheild anything he deems worthy of his protection by putting himself inbetween it and the danger - many times putting himself at risk.

+ Kindhearted: A true sweetheart, this dragon goes out of his way to help anything smaller than himself. (And bigger, in the unlikely event.) He values all life greatly, even those usually deemed 'prey' and so carries out any neccesary violence in a respectful manner, in contrast with the wilder relatives. A thoughtful listener, he can also be a strong support when he is with those closest to him.

+ Good Scent: Enjoying exploring terrain of all kinds - forest, marshes, deserts, tunnels, this male has encounted a plethora of different smells. He tries to keep alert if needed, and sometimes relies on scent to warn him while he takes a sneaky nap.

- Seperation Anxiety: This dragon is very depenedent on other dragons and people, partucularly his rider. He cannot manage well alone, except for short periods of time. This is a big issue - since he can't always get around with the rest of his freinds, and waits or watches nervously until they return

- Excitable: Ærrax is undoubtedly a friendly guy, but he's definitely not in the best position for hugs. While he's not enormous yet, his size is a little too big for his personality. He has a worring habit of running up to greet people - leaving dents in the ground in his wake from his wrecking-ball of a tail, with the ground shaking slightly as he approaches.

- Low stamina: Built like a tank and as easily moved, he is a definite useful asset to any ground battle. However if the time calls for a quick get away this is where he will hit a dead end. No flight, and low running stamina can get him caught in the middle of bad events. Calculating this dragon's stamina in preparation and during a battle will be an important task of his rider - if they wish to avoid any uncomfortable situations.

✓ People & animals

✓ Snoozing

✓ Long walks in the grass

✓ Good smells

✓ Digging dens and holes

✓ Curling up with loved ones

✓ Berries

✓ Cliffsides

x Rudeness

x Anything too small and easily stepped on

x Injuries

× Being trapped

× Nighttime

× Getting lost

× Unclimbable trees

× Isolation

Open, WIP

The How to Train your dragon everything (except that one new series nooo) & the Inheritance cycle!

Aether is done, I'll work on my rider now.

Might I slide Deirdre and Kavik in? :')

I'll look over Aether in a bit.

Ill add the reservations for Mother, Moose, and Cereal.

Name:

Michael Shane Evans

Age:

17 but almost 18


Gender:

Male

Appearance:

Michael is definitely not the tallest person in a crowd, yet isn't the shortest either; him standing at 5'7 and weighing 129 pounds. As he is slender in build, it makes him seem slight or almost delicate at a first glance; in truth, he possesses a surprising amount of strength for his appearance, his body is muscled in the way one would see among some athletes; lean strength throughout the arms and legs and body, not large, corded muscles like one would expect to see from someone who hauls heavy items or such, but rather in a more active, lean manner. As someone with naturally pale skin, he will only get a light tan when out in the sun for awhile, and then he will start to burn; so he has to be a bit careful when the day is particularly sunny less he wants to end up with painful burns and perhaps even blisters at the end of it. There are a few scars on him, hidden by his clothing, and most of them from accidents. A thing to note is that there is at least one hidden knife on him somewhere.

His hair is black, a jet black, dark as a clear night with no moon to illuminate the sky. The type of said hair is straight, not curly or wavy or some mix of the types. Most often his hair is cut short, nothing longer than his earlobes; and the typical length is somewhere around the middle of his ear, usually fluctuating on where exactly the hair ends. His facial shape is soft but at the same time kind of angular, if that makes sense. He does have sharper features than what is considered typical, but unlike some, his face isn't all sharp edges.

While most of him is not particularly attention-grabbing in appearance, pretty average, Michael's eyes are certainly eyecatching. No pun or joke intended. They are colored gray, not a shade of blue that looks light gray from as distance, not gray-green or a different shade of blue-gray. No, they are a true gray. Like concrete, not too dark to be considered a dark gray, yet not light enough to be silver.

Something unnerving about Michael, is his gaze. Most often than not, there is a cold, calculating look in those striking gray eyes. It is one that can make the back of one's neck prickle when being stared at for a length of time. Like he is sizing the one he is looking at up, analyzing, picking out strengths and weaknesses. Though with certain people, that steely glint can be replaced with something more mischievous and softer.

His natural way of movement is quiet. Not entirely silent by default, but hard to hear unless it is very quiet or if one is specifically listening for footsteps or anything out of place. As a result, he has startled many others, including his own family, being there when they turn around, where he appears where he definitely was not beforehand. Some have found it a bit unsettling at how he can so easily come up behind them with barely a sound so casually.

Dragon:

Xevioso

Personality:

Michael is a bit of an interesting character. Like everyone, his personality has contradictions which contrast each other in a way that makes him unique from others.

At first glance, he comes off as someone of the quieter sort; not too social; a tad bit aloof even. Not remarkable in any way. Kind of mild or neutral in temperment and overall personality. If someone watches him for a few minutes, then they'll notice how he seems to be watching others around him; sometimes out of the corner of his eye surreptitiously; sometimes in a blatant manner; and mostly in a casual way, looking at others with no particular focus but definitely watching all the same. He may sometimes come off as shy, due to his more quieter, less social demeanor, but he is not. Although he is not all too fond of being in the spotlight, he has no problem being in the thick of things, just as long as he is not the direct focus of attention. He also doesn't come off as an overly emotional person, which is actually true; he isn't too emotional in that aspect, unless by his own volition or poked and driven to the breaking point. While at first glance, Michael doesn't seem like anything special, if someone takes a closer look, they will find an edge to that seemingly ordinary nature; calculating and alert, much like the look in his eyes. The kind of thing that very much has the potiental to be dangerous. Some people have chosen to keep him at arm's distance if they noticed, not trusting him in the same manner one would not trust a viper not to strike. Some choose to simply stay away from him, watching warily from the sidelines. And some act indifferent to him, treating him normally. He for the most part, is naturally cautious when interacting with those he doesn't know, then opening up after he gets a bearing on the other person's personality and such, he isn't one to trust too easily. Sometimes, he'll purposefully prod at them just to gauge their temperment further if he cannot get an exact bead on them.

Michael hasa more fiercer nature; can be quicker to rise to a fight and more quick-tempered. He is not someone to pick a fight with, he will not stand to be pushed around usually. For the most part, he keeps his temper under control, doesn't let it show. The most someone will get from him is carefully controlled anger; fire in his eyes melting away the cold look; sometimes a smile that dances just on the edge of a snarl, showing just a bit too many teeth; voice imbued with what seems to be both a barely audible snarl and icy cold anger. While showing anger can very well mean that the other person has won, he has noticed that in a few cases that others seem to be unsettled or wary of the controlled way he shows his anger; which he takes to mean that he has enough control over himself emotionally to not let the anger burst out, but instead give a glimpse of it. His patience isn't the longest, he is still quick-tempered by nature, and it can be a struggle to bite back the rising fire that wishes to express itself. His anger though, is more cold and fierce and quiet, although if pushed to the very limits of his tolerence, it can turn from cold to blazing and explode. He has never been one to take things lying down, he will fight back, even if it seems like he has accepted whatever it is, there will most likely be retaliation of some kind.

He can be quite apathetic sometimes. Mostly stemming from the fact that you cannot change the past, and sometimes in his opinion, some people just deserve it. In regards to that and some situations, he can be on the vengeful side; especially if it was a personal slight, against himself or anyone he cares about. Usually to him, some people deserve what had been coming to them, and while many people don't deserve bad things happening to them, it's not like he can do anything about it, can he? He's on the more indifferent side of the empathy scale, and of course, it depends on the situation and people involved.

Michael is a person who is independent and strong of will. He is not one to back down easily, never been much of a follower, never been one to take orders from a leader without saying anything. Sure, he will listen and obey if it's a matter of life or death, where mere seconds are esscential in tipping the scales toward survival; or if he knows that they know what they are doing. He is strong-willed and sometimes stubborn, not stupid though; he knows when to obey quickly and set aside any feelings he doesn't like. But usually, he doesn't have am ind for obeying others on a whim. His trust and respect have to be earned, otherwise it will be harder to get him to do something. He usually doesn't try to persist with something out of reason, usually. He can be down as a 'serial dissenter' aka, a person who loves to ask questions, know what's going on, especially in regards to a plan. Needless to say, if he doesn't like something, he will voice it.

Michael can actually be somewhat manipulative if he needs to be. Usually small things that aren't bad. If it needs to be done, then he will do it, but he has never taken it too far.

Usually in the presence of certain people, those he knows and is more comfortable with, it's like his personality takes a 180. Usually seen when he is around someone known as Mircea Cryolar. He can be quite mischievous, in a more playful manner; even extending himself as to even include flirting.

Strengths:

-Stealth, obviously

-Speed and agility, he has a tendency of getting himself into tight spaces and places where by all logic, he should not have managed to get into in the first place.

-Archery & knife skills. He has been using a bow and arrow for almost as long as he could hold one. Years of practice and trial and error have made him an exellent shot, he could probably figure out how to accurately shoot from a dragon's back, if you give him enough time. Quite adept with a knife.

-Being underestimated

-Observant & intelligent

Weaknesses:

-Thalassophobia

-Horrible sense of direction

-Not a team player, not a good one anyways

-Not the strongest physically

-Can be quite stubborn

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Likes:

-Fire

-Exercise

-Being alone

-Most animals

-Being high up

Dislikes:

-Nicknames (usually)

-Authority figures

-His parents

-Small dogs

-Crowds

-Loud noises

-The ocean or sea


Affiliations:

-Mircea

open

Other:

Thunderbird

Name: Swift

Age: 50

Gender: female

Class: Air

Appearance: Swift is light silver moon in color with almost invisible pale yellow stripes arching down her neck and wings the tips of her horns are a dark red. She is a graceful dragon with scales near her eyes and and flecked orver her body that seem to change the colors of rare gems in the light almost like a multi colored opal. She has a elegant diamond shaped head,and is small and very leith with large wide set oval shaped Green eyes her sizes is small at a bit larger then 7 ft at the shoulder but long with a wide wing span that takes up most of her total hight.

Personality: Swift is a rather clever dragon and is loyal to those who earn it. gaining her trust and friendship has many ups and a few downs she is friendly, and loyal to those she trusts and befriends but a bad side is if you end up deciding to go on a swim together you thinking your cleverly on her back so you won't get wet if she's in the trickster mood then most lickly you will be dunked, splashed or a very small chance of ending up dry eventually she might grow out of this but for know she is a trickster, Swift is brave and knows who she can trust but a few cleverly placed tricks and some honeys covered kindness could lead her to easily being manipulated.

Likes: storms, wind, flying, fish, water,

Dislikes: sand, mud, dirt, mice

Weaknesses: weeker then the average dragon, one wing slightly shorter then the other, softer scales then most but still hard

Strengths: powerful, strong flyer, sharp minded, strong willed, very agile, fast, stealthy

Ability: wind tunnel

Rider: open

Other: Wings of Fire book 14

Aether is Accepted.

Dawn,
Yes you can.


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