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Michi

Michi

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-Name-


Casimir Laird


-Age-


20 nearly 21 in dragon years


83 in human years


-Species-


Wind/Flying Dragon


-Appearance-


Human:


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Dragon:


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(partially transformed, and no metal face shield)


-Personality-


Casimir is very proud of his dragon heritage. He's one of the leaders in the upcoming rebellion, and has grown up hating humans. After all, they wrongfully broke the treaty between humans and dragons. He does have a few human friends, but for the most part just wants to get rid of the humans.


He's intelligent, and prides himself on his quick wits. Though, he hates to admit he's wrong, even when he knows he is. Sarcasm is his second language.


-History-


Born from an egg, Casimir isn't a full blooded dragon. Full blooded dragons were a rarity these days. His parents had both been dragons, but his grandfather on his mother's side had been a human. That didn't save his mother though. Once word had gotten out, she had gone on the run.


He hadn't had the chance to meet his father; and his mother had only been able to protect him long enough to get him to the safety of Dragon's Reach. They'd been happy until hunters discovered the lair the small family had been hiding out in. She left her 10 year old son, with the promise that she would always keep him safe.


When his mother never came back, he went out into the human world. It was scary, he knew if anyone found out what he was they would kill him, or worse. The only thing that kept him safe was that even if he was accused as long as he was a child they couldn't prove anything. He spent most of his childhood on the streets, and when you're a dragon and age much slower than a human; your childhood is much much longer.


He would move from town to town, region to region. Every few years, changing his name and his story. It worked simple enough, he'd even found a family to somewhat adopt him. It had been easy until he became of age. Once a dragon turns 18 years old (72 in human years) they get a marking. It happens on the morning of the anniversary of their birth. The placement is random, sometimes on your back. Sometimes on your arms, legs, feet. Casimir was lucky when his mark appeared. The black figure ran up the right side of his neck over his jaw and onto his cheek. Plain as day, there was no longer any way to hide what he was.


Once his "family" had seen the mark, they told him he had to leave. He knew they were just being nice, since law stated he had to be turned in. But it had hurt none the less. He'd gone on the run for a while, before coming across a group of other dragons. Others who had felt the injustice of the human world.


The group made it to Dragon's Reach , where they began to plan. The group expanded as more dragons would come to hide in the caves along the cliffs. Now they were nearly 100 strong. Not including women and children. There were even some humans who were planning to help.


And their plan was what had put him in his current situation. They were ready. And Casimir was willing and ready to give his life for his people.

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Alistair Cedric-Pierre Blackthorne


Heir to the Realm


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Age


18


Species


Human


Region


Alistair hails from the Capitol region, as is fitting of the son of the current King and Queen.


Personality


"Prince Alistair Cedric-Pierre Blackthorne, son of King Ganon Augustine Blackthorne and Queen Volvagia Belvere Vairne. Heir to the Realm and Protege of the Blackthorne family, let it be known that on this day, you become of age....."





Alistair is a studious young man whom spends much of his time pouring over thick tomes and being mentored by tutors of every kind, as a young prince being groomed to take the throne should be. In fact, he seems to be the very image of the perfect prince: handsome, charming, intelligent, humble, and majestic.


"Why, of course I'm a prince. Just look at me. Look. I'm all...princey."


Sadly, however, the truth is the only things the poor guy really has are a huge, bleeding heart (that he, more often than not, wears on his sleeve) and his looks. He's not really what a true 'prince' is supposed to be; he trips over himself, prides himself over his looks ("What did you expect from a boy my age? Besides, just LOOK at my hair. It's gorgeous."), and he somehow gives 'clumsy' an entirely new meaning. He actually has servants to cover his tracks from him. Constantly.


Alistair doesn't mean to be that way, for he really does try his hardest to be the best prince he possibly can for his mother and father. He gets a lot of pressure due to him being the only child of his family, not to mention being next in line for the throne, but like most idiots he's tries to be optimistic about it.


And yes, Alistair is an idiot in more ways than one. Sarcasm flies over his head and while he does read a lot of books and, therefore, is very booksmart, he doesn't seem to have any sort of common sense whatsoever. He's the type of person who has trouble telling left from right- not because he can't, but because...well, who knows?


"Don't look at me like that. Look, little rabbit, the servants have got to cook you for dinner so I can't let you go. You know how that is, right? Oh, come on. Not the, not the puppy eyes, no, don't do that....ah, fine."


One of Alistair's biggest personality traits is his huge heart, which is much like a double-edged sword. While he's very kind, he's merciful to a fault. He can't even bear to injure a small animal, much less harm a living, breathing person. He tends to avoid conflict and hates getting yelled at. Many would call him yellow-bellied, even weak. However, he's the type of person who wouldn't hesitate to help someone in need. He's the kind of person who is always there for the people he loves, whether they actually want him there or not. He's the type that likes to help others, especially his loved ones. For his loved ones, he would do anything....even if it meant looking like the bad guy. He tries very hard to be a good person.


History


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Lol, I didn't give like a format for a sheet, cause our info isn't really going to be the same. xD but I figured you could do one on your own.
 
So I have no idea how to post occ from my phone, nor can I see ooc posts.....


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Its in the ooc thing, I asked if you wanted to go ahead and start and ill finish Alistair's sheet later.


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