Post by Isolde on Jul 27, 2006 1:31:03 GMT -5
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Basics
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Birthname: Isolde [i-ZOL-de]
Age: 15 years
Height: 20 ft tall; 35 ft long
Weight: 275 lbs
Wingspan: 187
Breath: Fire
Eye Colour: Icey blue
Scale: gray top skin with black stripes, light cream underbelly
(Mane):Black
Species: Mountian Dragon
Gender: Female
Birthplace: A frozen mountain top
Personality: Stuborn, shy, loyal, kind
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Family
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Father: Taranis (Dead)
Mother: Andraste (Mysteriously vanished)
Siblings: Dead before thier hatching
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Flock/Pack/Pride
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Flock/Pack/Pride: None
Original Flock/Pack/Pride: ...
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Mating Status
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Mate: None
Ex-mates: Nope
Spawn: None
Crush: None
Status: Single, and hard to impress
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History
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At the peak of a frozen mountian top a female dragon awaited the hatching of her last egg to break through, but her mind wondered to her cave. The last roar of Andraste's mate replayed in her empty mind. Till the craking of the shell broke her from her sorrowful thoughts. The smaller Isolde poked her tiny head through the shell. Both mother's and daughter's ice blue eyes met eatchother, and Andraste knew right away that her dauther would be as stubborn, and kind hearted as her father. "I can't put you endanger, by staying in these mountins.." She muttered, softly taking Isolde in her forlimbs. Spreading her massive wings she took flight. Unknowing of the lands she would bring her child to...
Decades past and Isolde grows to be as lovley as her mother. But in her own mind she is not. Staring at the eyes of her reflection her mother walks behind her. "Your still wondering about him huh?" Andraste, muttered knowing that her child was thinking of the father she never had. Slowly Isolde looked to her mother, "Why did he let them take his life.." Isolde turned away, "I only heard stories about him, how srtong and loyal he was."
Isolde turned back to her reflection staring it in the eyes. Andraste lowered her head. "His loyalty was to us when he gave his life to make sure we would get away. I loved Taranis, I mean your father, dearly and he was determind to stay behind so I could save you. Sadly his stuborron loyalty was his downfall." she muttered softly. Isolde felt as though something had but stabed through her cest. "I didn't even know him.." She muttered. Shutting her eyes, she turned to look at Andraste. "Isolde, come we have along night of hunting ahead of us." These would be the last words, Isolde would ever hear from Andraste again.
The next morning, a tired and alone Isolde excaped the forest. Uncertin what had come at her and her mother. "I think we lost.. them, Mother. Mother?" No response looking around she relized she had been seperated from Andraste, "Mother!?" A few crows flew past her head as she ducked to avoid them. "Oh Mother.." Slowly Isolde turned, uncertin if she would ever see Andraste again, or was she even alive. Quickly she shoke the thought out of her head. On her own, she relized her life was changed forever. Too this day, Isolde wanders.
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Basics
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Birthname: Isolde [i-ZOL-de]
Age: 15 years
Height: 20 ft tall; 35 ft long
Weight: 275 lbs
Wingspan: 187
Breath: Fire
Eye Colour: Icey blue
Scale: gray top skin with black stripes, light cream underbelly
(Mane):Black
Species: Mountian Dragon
Gender: Female
Birthplace: A frozen mountain top
Personality: Stuborn, shy, loyal, kind
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Family
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Father: Taranis (Dead)
Mother: Andraste (Mysteriously vanished)
Siblings: Dead before thier hatching
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Flock/Pack/Pride
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Flock/Pack/Pride: None
Original Flock/Pack/Pride: ...
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Mating Status
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Mate: None
Ex-mates: Nope
Spawn: None
Crush: None
Status: Single, and hard to impress
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History
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At the peak of a frozen mountian top a female dragon awaited the hatching of her last egg to break through, but her mind wondered to her cave. The last roar of Andraste's mate replayed in her empty mind. Till the craking of the shell broke her from her sorrowful thoughts. The smaller Isolde poked her tiny head through the shell. Both mother's and daughter's ice blue eyes met eatchother, and Andraste knew right away that her dauther would be as stubborn, and kind hearted as her father. "I can't put you endanger, by staying in these mountins.." She muttered, softly taking Isolde in her forlimbs. Spreading her massive wings she took flight. Unknowing of the lands she would bring her child to...
Decades past and Isolde grows to be as lovley as her mother. But in her own mind she is not. Staring at the eyes of her reflection her mother walks behind her. "Your still wondering about him huh?" Andraste, muttered knowing that her child was thinking of the father she never had. Slowly Isolde looked to her mother, "Why did he let them take his life.." Isolde turned away, "I only heard stories about him, how srtong and loyal he was."
Isolde turned back to her reflection staring it in the eyes. Andraste lowered her head. "His loyalty was to us when he gave his life to make sure we would get away. I loved Taranis, I mean your father, dearly and he was determind to stay behind so I could save you. Sadly his stuborron loyalty was his downfall." she muttered softly. Isolde felt as though something had but stabed through her cest. "I didn't even know him.." She muttered. Shutting her eyes, she turned to look at Andraste. "Isolde, come we have along night of hunting ahead of us." These would be the last words, Isolde would ever hear from Andraste again.
The next morning, a tired and alone Isolde excaped the forest. Uncertin what had come at her and her mother. "I think we lost.. them, Mother. Mother?" No response looking around she relized she had been seperated from Andraste, "Mother!?" A few crows flew past her head as she ducked to avoid them. "Oh Mother.." Slowly Isolde turned, uncertin if she would ever see Andraste again, or was she even alive. Quickly she shoke the thought out of her head. On her own, she relized her life was changed forever. Too this day, Isolde wanders.
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