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Fandom How to Train Your Dragon: Secrets of the Wilderwest CS

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Post any and all characters here. Feel free to make CSs for even minor characters who may make a return.

In terms of expectations and rules, all forum rules apply, as well as general RP etiquette. That is to say; don't powerplay, godmod, spotlight, or create mary sues. Under certain circumstances, there may be exceptions to these, but only if the player contacts and confirms with me beforehand. I hope for this to be a fun and collaborative experience so if anyone has ideas. please bring them up! As for characters, please avoid Super Rare or Super Rainbow Awesome dragons and characters. Mainly, that means no night furies and keep coloration for your dragons and characters in an acceptable range. Of course, dragons have much more leeway for this, but don't make a sparkle dragon please.

Feel free to format your CS however you wish, include pictures if you wish. But I'd like all the following information to be included. If you have a CS that can not be viewed on mobile, a mobile-legible version in spoiler below would be great!

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Gender:
Age: (16-19, preferably)
Physical Description:
Personality:
History: (less vital, you can skip this if you wish)
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Dragon's name:
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Name: Moira Morrigan
Gender: Cisgender Female
Age: 16 years old.
Physical Description:
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Moira stands at about 5''8, weighing about 154 pounds with a Mesomorph body type. Her dirty blonde hair is often tightly braided against her scalp until it falls loose once it's off her head. It gives her a very messy dreadlocks-esque look without actually being dreadlocks. And her hair is really long, like REALLY long. It reaches past her tailbone. She is typically seen with her signature hatchet strapped to her hip.
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She typically dresses in blues and golds, with some studs in her left ear, along with some specially made goggles she commissioned from Hiccup himself. She has a chestplate made of dragonscales (shed ones, don’t worry!) that help to protect her from stray lightning.
Personality:
Moira is an adrenaline junkie, which may explain her choice in dragon. She will do just about anything for the high that comes from near-death situations. Because of this, she is rather impulsive and will charge off to do whatever her heart desires at a moment’s notice.
History:
Moira was born to a very passive set of parents, Audun and Hylga Morrigan. The two work as apothecaries, making medicines and antidotes for the various venomous snakes, plants and *cough* *cough* dragons in the area. Her father had a proud partner in his Snafflefang, Juniper, and her mother had a quiet companion in a lonely Night Terror named Hwyn.

Her parents were pretty adamant in their daughter continuing their legacy, buuuut young Moira had other ideas. What that idea was, she had no clue. But mixing herbs and potions all day did not thrill her, to say the least.

Moira met Sigr when she was about seventeen- Just after dragon hunting was outlawed in Berk. Some people didn’t change their minds so quickly, and dragon traps were still in place throughout the forests around Berk. While Moira was out in the woods collecting herbs for her mother, she came across the Skrill stuck in one of those needlessly cruel dragon traps.

Seeing that the dragon had exhausted herself and was just laying there with her leg twisted up in the trap, Moira decided to help the dragon out, earning the dragon’s trust along the way.
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Dragon's name: Sigr. Means VICTORY!
Species: The Skrill. A Strike class dragon well known for it’s ability to ride lightning bolts, allowing these dragons to reach supersonic speeds. They are one of the fastest known dragons, rivaled only by the famous Night Fury.
Age: 14-15 years old. Somewhere ‘round there.
Gender: Female
Description:
Looks pretty normal for a Skrill. Same basic markings, but for the fact that she’s cobalt blue rather than purple.

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Sigr’s personality is surprisingly similar to Moira’s - Energetic, impulsive and loyal. However, she does have a stubborn streak, which is a very common attribute of her species. Most of the time she will just follow Moira’s commands, but if Sigr thinks that she has a better idea, she will outright refuse to do what Moira is saying and follow her own instincts, often times dragging her rider off with her. This is made all the more irritating by the fact that Sigr is normally right.
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Name: Seán Hohlt
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Physical Description: Séan is a fairly well built young man, with broad shoulders and a stocky frame. He stands just slightly under two meters. He has dark brown hair in a buzzcut save for a patch of hair on the top that he typically wears in a short ponytail. He has green/blue eyes and fair skin, a black gage in each ear and tattoos on both forearms. His typical color scheme is greens and blacks. He wears a dragon scale chest plate from his father, made from before there was peace with dragons.
Personality: Seán is a rather happy go lucky kind of guy, something that's a little at odds with his rather imposing appearance. He's often smiling or laughing and is, in general, a very relaxed and caring individual. He has a big heart and is very protective of people. He's intelligent and intuitive, but he knows he's not a genius and doesn't pretend to be. He's got an adventurous spirit and gets cabin fever very easily; he hates being inactive and is constantly moving.
History: Seán grew up in a very loving family. His parents, Asger and Dacia Hohlt, were among the most formidable Vikings back before Hiccup brought peace between the dragons and Berk. He grew up learning to fight and defend himself from both dragons and humans, and while he always loved the thrill of battle and fighting, he was never a fan of killing. When they stopped fighting with the dragons, Seán was incredibly relieved and happy. Eventually, he met Zahra and the two quickly bonded and have become nearly inseparable since.
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Dragon's name: Zahra (Radiant)
Species: Razorwhip
Age: About 14 years
Gender: Female
Description: Typical Razorwhip, although her scales have a greenish tint which is more noticeable in certain lighting.// Similar to Seán, Zahra is very relaxed and often happy with a big heart. She's very affectionate, although her intuitive nature will make her more cautious and icy towards people who have a distrustful feeling. She hates being inactive and is very rarely seen just lazing around.
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“Fly me to the edge of the world.”

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Name: Saga Fangtooth

Gender: Female

Age: 18

Physical Description: 5’10 with an athletic build.

Personality: Restless, Resourceful, Brave, Determined, Stubborn and Impatient.

Saga, is a true Fangtooth at heart. She was born with the trademark ‘itching foot’ that is said to affect all members of her family; driving them across the sea in search of the adventure they crave. For better or worse, Saga is not afraid to take on dangerous situations or head into the unknown. She’s lived her entire life venturing into strange waters, while the Fangtooth motto, There ain’t no place to run at sea has instilled in her that retreat is not an option.

She is also determined and resourceful. She’s good at improvising things to get her out of trouble: breaking locks, diverting attention, or turning the nearest object into a weapon—but her tricks are usually limited to what works in that moment. Saga doesn’t have the patience for planning more than two or three steps at a time.


History:

“There’s one place I never want to see again.”

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Other: Fights with a hammer and shortsword.


“You’re just as lost as I am, aren't you?”



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Dragon's name: Fierceteeth

Species: Light Fury

Age: Early twenties

Gender: Female

Description: Brave, gentle, protective and intelligent.

Fierceteeth is only fierce when she needs to be. The rest of the time she can be characterized by her curiosity and strange sense of compassion towards both humans and dragons. Now that she has the freedom to fly wherever she wants, Fierceteeth enjoys being able to investigate whatever sparks her interest. Most noticeably, she is intrigued by humans and their clever paws. Unfortunately, not everyone appreciates the light fury poking her nose where it does not belong.

Saga may think she’s in charge, but of course her dragon sees things differently. If Fierceteeth could talk, she’d tell you how she found a human and tamed it.
 
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Name: Trvylgr “Trev the Earless”
Gender: Cisgender male
Age: 18 years old
Physical Description:
Trev is not actually earless, don’t worry. He stand at about 5’’6, with ruffled red hair and the scruffy beginnings of a beard that just refuses to properly grow out. He has some burn scars on his neck and chest.
Personality:
Trev is a quiet guy, literally and figuratively. He keeps mostly to himself but is generally friendly and helpful. If you need help with something, Trev will typically be eager to help as long as you ask.
History:
Trvylgr was born outside of Berk, not a part of any of the clans. He lived in the woods in a cabin with his parents, apart from most of Viking civilization. But one day, a rather nasty Titanwing Monstrous Nightmare showed up, burned the house down and killed both his parents. It was the smoke from the blaze that drew the Berkian’s attention, and they managed to save the boy before he met with his parent’s fate as well.

Pretty soon everyone figured out that there was a problem with him- He was deaf. This is where they got “Trev the Earless” from. He managed to write down that his name was Trvylgr, but that was all he could really do. He could read lips, but had trouble communicating back without a pencil and parchment. He was taken in by a local family and has since learned to talk, though he prefers not to because his voice is a little wobbly and strange-sounding to the other Berkians.
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Dragon's name: Ghnarr
Species: Dramillion - A Mystery class dragon with a plethora of strange abilities, including the ability to copy the fire types of any dragon it can see, AND the ability to camouflage.
Age: Late twenties to early thirties?
Gender: Male
Description:
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Ghnarr was named for the noises that Trev thinks he makes. In reality Ghnarr is a very quiet dragon, contemplative. He is like the group’s dad, protective of Trev and vigilant in his assistance of his deaf rider. Old man.
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Name: Grimlark 'Grim' Trostson

Gender: Male

Age: 19

Physical Description: Grim is tall and lanky; still looking like someone who's yet to fill into their most recent growth spurt. He has black hair, grey eyes, and his face is angular, with high cheekbones and a narrow jawline. His pale skin is quite marked up, with dark circles under his eyes and lots of small scars as a result from all the trouble he gets into.

Personality: Clever, Mischievous, Stealthy; Good at Planning and Crafting; Shy, Nervous, and Easily Embarrassed

Grim, is a friendly person who's always finding new problems to solve. He's actually quite clever and skilled at crafting, but he stumbles a lot trying to explain himself in front of an audience; sometimes literally. He's rather shy and rarely seen around the village, being a hard person to track unless he wants to be found. If he's not busy fixing equipment and houses around the villages, chances are he's hidden himself away to tinker with some secret contraption or plan his latest prank.

History: WIP
Other: WIP

Dragon's name: Fellswoop

Species: Stormcutter

Age: 19 years

Gender: male

Description: Protective, Playful, Gentle, Well-Tempered

Fellswoop is large, even for a stormcutter. He can be easily identified from others of his kind by his dark coloration and scarred horns. His scales are very iridescent.

He is a gentle giant with an amicable disposition and the natural inclination to protect smaller beings. He’s also very tolerant of some of the more excitable personalities that can be found on Berk, which is why he’s often used to help out around the island with difficult tasks or in training new riders. Fellswoop's relaxed and reliable nature also ensure that he’s able to function well as part of team. His dependable nature often acts as a counterbalance to his more nervous rider.


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Name: Fiske Ostberg
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Physical Description: Standing at 6 feet with a wide, bulky, well-muscled build, Fiske is the spitting image of a perfect viking. His skin is fairly well tanned with a number of thin scars across his skin from rough-housing, weapons training, and his work. His face is round, with large, vibrant blue eyes. Of not is the facepaint that he wears; common in his tribe, Fiske sports two lines across his eyelids and cheeks, and a smaller round mark on his temples. His hair is naturally quite wavy and a deep, caramel-esque brown, fairly long and usually kept up in a messy bun. Fiske usually wears a series of furs with a few ornamental pieces he's gathered over the years of scrounging on Outcast island. He also drapes a blue scarf around himself- a relic from his Berserker teacher.
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Personality: Soft spoken, bookish and persistent pretty much sum up Fiske. In the rare moments he isnt working, he can often be found with a book or scribbling designs down in a journal. Despite being very intelligent, many assume Fiske to be the dumb brute because of his nature as a shy dreamer who is also a bit of a pushover. He is very kind, and enjoys light humor that doesn't offend anyone. In fact, he is easily flustered and alarmed in public settings, or tense situations. It is oftentimes difficult for him to push through his anxieties and fears. Of course, smaller conversations without an audience see him much more calm, with a desire to share his ideas. Of which he has many; with plenty of knowledge gained from his work and his readings, Fiske likes to see himself as a bit of an inventor.
History: Fiske is actually from the Berserker tribe, but never particularly fit in. He's not very... well, crazy. Fiske preferred to spend his time away from his peers, reading what he could get his hands on and tinkering. Fiske began to apprentice under a carpenter when the Berserkers declared war on Berk, but became a part of the Outcasts once the Berserker tribe was forcibly disbanded and imprisoned. Fiske spent his time away from the populated locations when possible, fishing to feed himself and using his carpentry skills to make some gold. His innate kindness kept him from getting killed- Fiske isn't the type to talk back or get into fights. It was here that Fiske met his dragon, Spitfire. She was the sole survivor of her nest, a mere hatchling when Fiske first met her, but still just as fierce as ever. The two lived in the same area, so Fiske frequently saw this dragon. They had a symbiotic-adjacent relationship. Fiske would occasionally give the dragon some of his catch, and in return, the bloodthirsty beast didn't kill him. But one day, Fiske was followed by some particularly nasty outcasts. Spitfire came to Fiske's protection, and he realized that this dragon was much more intelligent and kind than he ever gave any dragon credit for. Fiske then welcomed this juvenile deathgripper into his home and began teaching it to be kinder than its wild nature perhaps told it to be. Over the years, he was increasingly successful, and he and Spitfire are now nearly inseparable. Once he was able to fly Spitfire for extended distances, he moved to Berk, pretending that he was from a sea merchant family, settling down, as he still feared the reaction to his Berserker origins.He also continued to live on the fringes of the village, where he could also ensure Spitfire did not get into trouble. Of course, then he heard of the rebirth of his tribe, and their allyship to Berk. He no longer felt the need to hide. And when he heard that the legendary dragon riders of Berk were training a new set of riders, he couldn't pass up the chance.
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Dragon's name: Spitfire
Species: Deathgripper
Age: teenaged
Gender: female
Description: slightly smaller than other deathgrippers, Spitfire possesses an iridescent purplish glow over a largely dark blue palette. She is rarely seen with her tusks or stinger out unless provoked. As a younger deathgripper, her Spitfire is not yet able to kill with her venom, although it does possess a weaker paralyzing attribute.

While an average deathgripper likes to play with its prey, Spitfire just likes to play-- albeit, she can occasionally get a little too into playing. Spitfire seems to battle her natural killing instincts, but is largely very well-behaved. She is also clearly very intelligent, and prefers to sit back and observe a situation before doing anything, and can be distrustful and mean towards those she does not know.
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