Post by Kauria on Oct 26, 2011 13:11:20 GMT -5
Name: Mags (Not short for anything, just Mags)
Gender: Male
Element: Fire
Rider: Erasmus (male)
"Human" age: Late 20s-ish
Actual age: 56 (Easily in his early prime by dragon/elven standards)
Job: Cart/Carriage puller, works mostly in any large city with large streets. His work partner is Jaraen, his rider's wife's dragon.
Appearance/Personality: Medium-sized dragon with a white-yellow blaze down his back. His sides are covered in thick black scales, and his stomach and throat are bright orange. Mags' wings act as his forelegs, using his three "free" claws on each hand to walk about. His hind legs are thick and strong, and he can rear up onto them and stand bipedally, though this makes him look unbalanced. His neck and tail are both long and sinuous, and he holds them both close to his body when on the job. He has a tendency to twirl his tail around nearby objects without really noticing, the same way someone might absentmindedly play with something while having a conversation.
Pretty talkative as dragons go, he takes a liking to anyone who offers to help him with whatever he's doing. Slight accent of unknown origin. His wings are long and narrow, but he's a weak flier and generally much more of a "street dragon," hence his occupation. If there's a good updraft, he can soar for a couple of hours, though.
Mags' teeth are broad and built for crushing, so he's really fond of eating pumpkins and other gourds, just because they're so much more fun.
Abilities: He can breathe fire, but do little else involving his element. His scales are always warm to the touch, and his orange belly scales are hotter. Useful to have on cold nights.
Name: Erasmus Syrian
Gender: Male
Element: Fire
Dragon: Mags (male)
"Human" age: Late 20s-ish
Actual age: 56
Job: Collects payment from customers, makes appointments with nobles who want personal carriages and arrangements with merchants who need goods transported. Basically acts as the face of the business alongside his wife, Lisim.
Appearance/Personality: Dark skin, brown eyes, black hair plaited into cornrows. Rather athletic for an elf with such a tame job, though he does carry a lot of the heavy equipment worn by Mags and Jaraen. Despite his element, he wears a lot of green and is often mistaken for an earth elf because of this. Uses the alias of Emeraldfire when dealing with wealthier customers, so they don't recognize him as the "Mr. Syrian" who lets anyone with a half-copper to pay for it climb onboard his wagon. Most of his customers are just elves, though smaller dragons can sometimes hitch a ride as well.
Erasmus isn't much of a talker, though when the situation demands it, he'll converse politely. He's much more social when he's tired, though, and goes to taverns late at night more so for the chatter than the drinks.
He has a gentle personality, but also a strong sense of honor and loyalty. Even with his own bond, Erasmus goes out of the way to prove his dedication. On normal days, he walks beside the wagon rather than riding it, and when the weather turns for the worse, he slips between the dragons at the harness and literally pulls his weight. Though his efforts don't actually have much effect, the action is more symbolic, reaffirming the bond between Mags and his rider.
Bond level: Very strong. Although their thoughts will be written out like any other, the communication is virtually instantaneous. They cannot be separated for any great distance or time, or both will fall physically ill. Another side effect are "sympathy wounds," where if one is injured, the other will receive a slightly-less severe wound in the corresponding location. If Erasmus dies, Mags almost certainly will as well, and vice-versa. If by some miracle one does survive the death of the other, their spirits will likely rejoin to create a half-dragon.
(Semi-)NPC Profile: Lisim and Jaraen
Name: Lisim Syrian
Gender: Female
Element: Light elf
Dragon: Jaraen (male)
Lisim is Erasmus' wife of five years, and is pregnant with their first child. She generally acts much more social than Erasmus does, and likes to poke fun at him about this. She has bronze skin and straight black hair.
Lisim usually helps placate whiny nobles and make sure everything in the business is in order, though she has been less involved lately thanks to her pregnancy.
Name: Jaraen
Gender: Male
Element: Light dragon
Rider: Lisim (female)
Jaraen is a good friend of Mags, and helps to pull the wagons. The two actually look remarkably similar, which is half the reason Erasmus and Lisim ever met in the first place. Jaraen has a long, sinuous white-and-gold body and walks on his wings like Mags, despite actually having a short pair of forelegs. He keeps his hands tucked under his chest all day and only uses them for manipulating small objects and eating. Slightly larger than Mags.
He and Mags both pitched in to help craft the egg for Lisim's child's dragon, though it's apparent that the hatchling's element will be light.
Mags, being the warmer of the two, has a special satchel that fastens the egg against his chest to keep it warm. He takes it almost everywhere.
Gender: Male
Element: Fire
Rider: Erasmus (male)
"Human" age: Late 20s-ish
Actual age: 56 (Easily in his early prime by dragon/elven standards)
Job: Cart/Carriage puller, works mostly in any large city with large streets. His work partner is Jaraen, his rider's wife's dragon.
Appearance/Personality: Medium-sized dragon with a white-yellow blaze down his back. His sides are covered in thick black scales, and his stomach and throat are bright orange. Mags' wings act as his forelegs, using his three "free" claws on each hand to walk about. His hind legs are thick and strong, and he can rear up onto them and stand bipedally, though this makes him look unbalanced. His neck and tail are both long and sinuous, and he holds them both close to his body when on the job. He has a tendency to twirl his tail around nearby objects without really noticing, the same way someone might absentmindedly play with something while having a conversation.
Pretty talkative as dragons go, he takes a liking to anyone who offers to help him with whatever he's doing. Slight accent of unknown origin. His wings are long and narrow, but he's a weak flier and generally much more of a "street dragon," hence his occupation. If there's a good updraft, he can soar for a couple of hours, though.
Mags' teeth are broad and built for crushing, so he's really fond of eating pumpkins and other gourds, just because they're so much more fun.
Abilities: He can breathe fire, but do little else involving his element. His scales are always warm to the touch, and his orange belly scales are hotter. Useful to have on cold nights.
Name: Erasmus Syrian
Gender: Male
Element: Fire
Dragon: Mags (male)
"Human" age: Late 20s-ish
Actual age: 56
Job: Collects payment from customers, makes appointments with nobles who want personal carriages and arrangements with merchants who need goods transported. Basically acts as the face of the business alongside his wife, Lisim.
Appearance/Personality: Dark skin, brown eyes, black hair plaited into cornrows. Rather athletic for an elf with such a tame job, though he does carry a lot of the heavy equipment worn by Mags and Jaraen. Despite his element, he wears a lot of green and is often mistaken for an earth elf because of this. Uses the alias of Emeraldfire when dealing with wealthier customers, so they don't recognize him as the "Mr. Syrian" who lets anyone with a half-copper to pay for it climb onboard his wagon. Most of his customers are just elves, though smaller dragons can sometimes hitch a ride as well.
Erasmus isn't much of a talker, though when the situation demands it, he'll converse politely. He's much more social when he's tired, though, and goes to taverns late at night more so for the chatter than the drinks.
He has a gentle personality, but also a strong sense of honor and loyalty. Even with his own bond, Erasmus goes out of the way to prove his dedication. On normal days, he walks beside the wagon rather than riding it, and when the weather turns for the worse, he slips between the dragons at the harness and literally pulls his weight. Though his efforts don't actually have much effect, the action is more symbolic, reaffirming the bond between Mags and his rider.
Bond level: Very strong. Although their thoughts will be written out like any other, the communication is virtually instantaneous. They cannot be separated for any great distance or time, or both will fall physically ill. Another side effect are "sympathy wounds," where if one is injured, the other will receive a slightly-less severe wound in the corresponding location. If Erasmus dies, Mags almost certainly will as well, and vice-versa. If by some miracle one does survive the death of the other, their spirits will likely rejoin to create a half-dragon.
(Semi-)NPC Profile: Lisim and Jaraen
Name: Lisim Syrian
Gender: Female
Element: Light elf
Dragon: Jaraen (male)
Lisim is Erasmus' wife of five years, and is pregnant with their first child. She generally acts much more social than Erasmus does, and likes to poke fun at him about this. She has bronze skin and straight black hair.
Lisim usually helps placate whiny nobles and make sure everything in the business is in order, though she has been less involved lately thanks to her pregnancy.
Name: Jaraen
Gender: Male
Element: Light dragon
Rider: Lisim (female)
Jaraen is a good friend of Mags, and helps to pull the wagons. The two actually look remarkably similar, which is half the reason Erasmus and Lisim ever met in the first place. Jaraen has a long, sinuous white-and-gold body and walks on his wings like Mags, despite actually having a short pair of forelegs. He keeps his hands tucked under his chest all day and only uses them for manipulating small objects and eating. Slightly larger than Mags.
He and Mags both pitched in to help craft the egg for Lisim's child's dragon, though it's apparent that the hatchling's element will be light.
Mags, being the warmer of the two, has a special satchel that fastens the egg against his chest to keep it warm. He takes it almost everywhere.
