Post by Morgan on Aug 20, 2008 7:14:45 GMT -5
Username: Morgan
Character Number: 1
Character Name: Flora
Age: 17
Sexuality Bisexual
Appearance: Flora has very long straight black hair that goes down to the middle of her back. Her dark brown eyes look black, and are usually hidden by her hair. She is also tall and thin, and called willowy. She has an athletic build from running, and is somewhat pretty, despite what she or others think. She doesn’t stand out in a crowd, not because she is ugly or plain but simply because she doesn’t want to be seen.
Personality: Flora keeps a Calm head at all times, including when someone is injured or when something bad happens. She has hidden leadership abilities that she keeps, well… hidden, mostly because she dislikes attention and she never would speak up when leadership is needed. Other than that, Flora is very quiet, and has a habit of repeating questions and statements, as if trying them out. She is shy, and is often picked on because of it.
Biography: Flora is the oldest of three children, and the only girl. She was usually inside either reading or practicing her craft; weaving. She is good at drawing patterns for tapestries, so was apprenticed at the Weavercrafthall until one day, her tapestry drew unpleasant attention. She had been working on a picture of a golden dragon as a tribute to the Hatching of a Queen dragon when it started to turn into a tribute to the Queenrider for chosing her own destiny. The tapestry was burned on the frame and she was imprisoned. The Mastersailor rescued her when he took her with a group of Candidates to the South. Upon arrival, she was planning on staying at New Hope, but a search dragon had other plans.
Fast-forward a few months to the Touching. She stuck to the back of the group, and felt a kinship with the Hidden City Egg, but also touched a few other eggs, including the Pixie Dust Egg. Surprisingly, it got her to talk to it, and liked her.
The humming started, growing louder around her. Flora looked around at the Eggs. There was a crackle and a pop, and the Never Grow Up egg Hatched. One by one, the eggs burst open and the dragons Impressed the candidates around her. Finally the egg she had touched the most, and loved the best, opened. The pale green Hatchling played with a blue for a while, before walking over to… Twyla. She sighed, thinking her chance at Impressing was gone. She turned away, preparing to go, when a thought eeked its way into her head.
Why do you turn away?
She stopped. That thought wasn’t hers! Flo’Mine, you are not seeing your Baghrath. Turn around to comfort her.
She turned and saw the pale blue dragonet. “You’re a her?” she asked, startled. Blues were guys, weren’t they?
Of course I am, Baghrath said, affronted. I am Baghrath, and Baghrath is hungry. Let’s go now, Mine!
Pets: a green flitt named Buttercup.
Buttercup is a spitfire of a flitt. She was purchased by Flora at a gather a few years ago, and since has broken more crockery than a bull in a china shop. She is a dark green-gray color.
Dragon: (Female) Blue Baghrath
Character Number: 1
Character Name: Flora
Age: 17
Sexuality Bisexual
Appearance: Flora has very long straight black hair that goes down to the middle of her back. Her dark brown eyes look black, and are usually hidden by her hair. She is also tall and thin, and called willowy. She has an athletic build from running, and is somewhat pretty, despite what she or others think. She doesn’t stand out in a crowd, not because she is ugly or plain but simply because she doesn’t want to be seen.
Personality: Flora keeps a Calm head at all times, including when someone is injured or when something bad happens. She has hidden leadership abilities that she keeps, well… hidden, mostly because she dislikes attention and she never would speak up when leadership is needed. Other than that, Flora is very quiet, and has a habit of repeating questions and statements, as if trying them out. She is shy, and is often picked on because of it.
Biography: Flora is the oldest of three children, and the only girl. She was usually inside either reading or practicing her craft; weaving. She is good at drawing patterns for tapestries, so was apprenticed at the Weavercrafthall until one day, her tapestry drew unpleasant attention. She had been working on a picture of a golden dragon as a tribute to the Hatching of a Queen dragon when it started to turn into a tribute to the Queenrider for chosing her own destiny. The tapestry was burned on the frame and she was imprisoned. The Mastersailor rescued her when he took her with a group of Candidates to the South. Upon arrival, she was planning on staying at New Hope, but a search dragon had other plans.
Fast-forward a few months to the Touching. She stuck to the back of the group, and felt a kinship with the Hidden City Egg, but also touched a few other eggs, including the Pixie Dust Egg. Surprisingly, it got her to talk to it, and liked her.
The humming started, growing louder around her. Flora looked around at the Eggs. There was a crackle and a pop, and the Never Grow Up egg Hatched. One by one, the eggs burst open and the dragons Impressed the candidates around her. Finally the egg she had touched the most, and loved the best, opened. The pale green Hatchling played with a blue for a while, before walking over to… Twyla. She sighed, thinking her chance at Impressing was gone. She turned away, preparing to go, when a thought eeked its way into her head.
Why do you turn away?
She stopped. That thought wasn’t hers! Flo’Mine, you are not seeing your Baghrath. Turn around to comfort her.
She turned and saw the pale blue dragonet. “You’re a her?” she asked, startled. Blues were guys, weren’t they?
Of course I am, Baghrath said, affronted. I am Baghrath, and Baghrath is hungry. Let’s go now, Mine!
Pets: a green flitt named Buttercup.
Buttercup is a spitfire of a flitt. She was purchased by Flora at a gather a few years ago, and since has broken more crockery than a bull in a china shop. She is a dark green-gray color.
Dragon: (Female) Blue Baghrath