Wick
Harbinger of Fresh Produce. Such as Cheese.
Name: Spermatophyta
Appearance whilst a dragon: file:///C:/Users/starg/Downloads/Tartarus.jpg
Appearance whilst a human: N/A
Nickname: Tartarus
Gender: Male
Size: Medium
Powers: Capable of freezing an entire village within a few hours. when docile, may absentmindedly create a gentle snowfall in the vicinity of the area. If angered, gives off a powerful cold aura that greatly chills anything nearby. If happy, he is in perfect control of his abilities.
Dragon Rider: (Will update once discovered :>)
Personality: Usually somewhat grumpy, and doesn't trust too many people. He is often mesmerized by things that are new to him, since he is rather young, and hasn't seen much due to his past.
Some
Biography: Spermatophyta's egg was found within a mountain range a ways outside the kingdom of Crentalene. A man who lived in a village up that way was trekking through the snow, looking for a meal to bring home, when he discovered a small cave carved into the side of the slope he was on. Nothing was inside besides the strange, translucent egg, wedged into one of the corners. It was freezing to the touch, immediately burning the man's hand when he made contact with it. He knew of Crentalene, and how the king trained dragons, along with men to ride them into battle. If he could find a way to deliver this to the kingdom, there was no doubt that he would be rewarded with enough gold to feed his family along with the rest of the village for months to come. He pulled out some spare cloth from his satchel and wrapped the egg in a thick bundle. Even through the material, it felt like holding onto a large ball of frigid snow. He took it with him, along with the burden of frostbitten hands.
The kingdom normally bred their dragons from the ones that had become too old to fight, and whose partners were long since passed, but on occasion, there would be a random man or woman from one of the far off villages who would supply them with a fresh egg. It had been months since anybody had done this, so when a man came to the kingdom with a frozen egg, it was graciously accepted, and the man was given a rather small sum of gold; although to him, it was considered becoming rich. Under the care and protection of the king and militants of Crentalene's army, the egg was nursed, and hatched, bringing forth a rather small Frost Dragon. It was not the first that the kingdom had trained, and most certainly wouldn't be the last, but through the years, it proved to be quite the handful. As the Frost Dragon was trained, it came to be known as one of their most powerful dragons, able to freeze small battalions of troops at a time; of course, they trained using bags full of sand, and rock, but it did not downgrade his ability to send his waves of cold. Due to his incredible strength, he was named after the deepest known pit of the underworld, Tartarus.
A few years passed after the king's failed attempt to convince the small village down in Starcloud Valley to provide the kingdom with the precious Aer that filled the forests. The king finally left his life, passing away. His son, a man more adamant in nature than he, took up the throne, and barely wasted any time sending part of his family over into Starcloud Valley, where she was purposefully killed, in order to begin the dragon wars. Tartarus had never linked with anybody; never shared the bond that was a Spirit Link, therefore, he was not sent into battle. Over time however, the amount of Dragon Riders, along with their dragons, were dying, by the hundreds, many slaughtered in the Dragon Wars. The kingdom was desperate to continue their retaliation, and began sending even untrained volunteers in to fight against the Sprites. Tartarus was equip with a saddle of sorts, along with some other gear, and then sent out into the valley, ridden by a random person. As was to be expected, they did not make it very far, and the man who was rising him was killed, and sent flying off into the forest below. Tartarus was hit shortly after, and also plummeted into the trees. Since he had never linked with anyone, including the man who rode him into the Valley, Tartarus survived, but only barely due to the injuries he had received in the battle.
The Frost Dragon had not been seen from again, and is supposedly still wandering the Moonlight Woods. He no longer trusts anyone who crosses his path, and has even caused a few mysterious disappearances in surrounding area. He has been doomed to live a lonely life, but perhaps someone has noticed the one part of the forest that is coated in snow and ice?
Hello! :3 A rough draft of my character. I threw in a lot of information, some of which perhaps does not pertain to the lore and setup of the plot, but if needed, please feel free to explain what may be wrong, and I will happily find a way to change it. ^,^
Appearance whilst a dragon: file:///C:/Users/starg/Downloads/Tartarus.jpg
Appearance whilst a human: N/A
Nickname: Tartarus
Gender: Male
Size: Medium
Powers: Capable of freezing an entire village within a few hours. when docile, may absentmindedly create a gentle snowfall in the vicinity of the area. If angered, gives off a powerful cold aura that greatly chills anything nearby. If happy, he is in perfect control of his abilities.
Dragon Rider: (Will update once discovered :>)
Personality: Usually somewhat grumpy, and doesn't trust too many people. He is often mesmerized by things that are new to him, since he is rather young, and hasn't seen much due to his past.
Some
Biography: Spermatophyta's egg was found within a mountain range a ways outside the kingdom of Crentalene. A man who lived in a village up that way was trekking through the snow, looking for a meal to bring home, when he discovered a small cave carved into the side of the slope he was on. Nothing was inside besides the strange, translucent egg, wedged into one of the corners. It was freezing to the touch, immediately burning the man's hand when he made contact with it. He knew of Crentalene, and how the king trained dragons, along with men to ride them into battle. If he could find a way to deliver this to the kingdom, there was no doubt that he would be rewarded with enough gold to feed his family along with the rest of the village for months to come. He pulled out some spare cloth from his satchel and wrapped the egg in a thick bundle. Even through the material, it felt like holding onto a large ball of frigid snow. He took it with him, along with the burden of frostbitten hands.
The kingdom normally bred their dragons from the ones that had become too old to fight, and whose partners were long since passed, but on occasion, there would be a random man or woman from one of the far off villages who would supply them with a fresh egg. It had been months since anybody had done this, so when a man came to the kingdom with a frozen egg, it was graciously accepted, and the man was given a rather small sum of gold; although to him, it was considered becoming rich. Under the care and protection of the king and militants of Crentalene's army, the egg was nursed, and hatched, bringing forth a rather small Frost Dragon. It was not the first that the kingdom had trained, and most certainly wouldn't be the last, but through the years, it proved to be quite the handful. As the Frost Dragon was trained, it came to be known as one of their most powerful dragons, able to freeze small battalions of troops at a time; of course, they trained using bags full of sand, and rock, but it did not downgrade his ability to send his waves of cold. Due to his incredible strength, he was named after the deepest known pit of the underworld, Tartarus.
A few years passed after the king's failed attempt to convince the small village down in Starcloud Valley to provide the kingdom with the precious Aer that filled the forests. The king finally left his life, passing away. His son, a man more adamant in nature than he, took up the throne, and barely wasted any time sending part of his family over into Starcloud Valley, where she was purposefully killed, in order to begin the dragon wars. Tartarus had never linked with anybody; never shared the bond that was a Spirit Link, therefore, he was not sent into battle. Over time however, the amount of Dragon Riders, along with their dragons, were dying, by the hundreds, many slaughtered in the Dragon Wars. The kingdom was desperate to continue their retaliation, and began sending even untrained volunteers in to fight against the Sprites. Tartarus was equip with a saddle of sorts, along with some other gear, and then sent out into the valley, ridden by a random person. As was to be expected, they did not make it very far, and the man who was rising him was killed, and sent flying off into the forest below. Tartarus was hit shortly after, and also plummeted into the trees. Since he had never linked with anyone, including the man who rode him into the Valley, Tartarus survived, but only barely due to the injuries he had received in the battle.
The Frost Dragon had not been seen from again, and is supposedly still wandering the Moonlight Woods. He no longer trusts anyone who crosses his path, and has even caused a few mysterious disappearances in surrounding area. He has been doomed to live a lonely life, but perhaps someone has noticed the one part of the forest that is coated in snow and ice?
Hello! :3 A rough draft of my character. I threw in a lot of information, some of which perhaps does not pertain to the lore and setup of the plot, but if needed, please feel free to explain what may be wrong, and I will happily find a way to change it. ^,^
