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TaKKa

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Name: Luka| Age: 3000 | Gender: female | Role: Clear​
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Maybe add description of the appearance (details; what is her size, or maybe she has any marks / scars?)
For me, unfortunately, they postponed the Raya’s premiere to the next year, so could you write more in the personality? (What traits does Luka have similar to that dragon? How does she feel about the world around her and other dragons? What does like and what not?)
Apart from that, looks good!
 
TaKKa said:
Maybe add description of the appearance (details; what is her size, or maybe she has any marks / scars?)
For me, unfortunately, they postponed the Raya’s premiere to the next year, so could you write more in the personality? (What traits does Luka have similar to that dragon? How does she feel about the world around her and other dragons? What does like and what not?)
Apart from that, looks good!
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Oh, alright! Will do!
 
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Name: Fuddy | Age: About 30 000 years | Gender: female| Role: The oldest, gifted ​

Species: Western dragon

Home Island: The Flame Mountain

* Sexuality: Hetero
but maybe in secret bisexual

Appearance: Has about 44 fts, horned, blood-black skin with huge wings makes a fairly good impression. She always looks dignified, holds her head high, with a graceful step. Though she is already quite poor with age, and one could count her exquisite bones, she still has a spark of life in her fiery eyes. Her body mainly on a chest, legs and long neck are covered with old scars. That’s because Fuddy was dueling with everyone long time ago.

Personality: Dragon has always stood out for a enormous self-confidence. Nothing was impossible; fighting a titan, with three bigger size then you? Pfff… Shark hunting as a youngster; This is what you call a challenge? Moving the mountain; Oh, come on! (Though she never tried to do the last).
Fuddy loved looking for a new adventures and places to discover. Thanks to this, she managed to get to know all the islands and their secrets, which is why female is a fairly suitable person to answer questions about them. Though elder became much quieter and calmer over the years, she saved her nasty and repulsive qualities.
The oldest pays much attention to others, corrects unnecessarily and has scolding tone. Well, maybe it will change one day…

Talents: The Fuddy’s greatest skill, is invisibility. She is able to change the color of her black skin at any time and to any colors around her. Unlike a chameleons, dragon does so more precisely and picks up more details in the environment. Because of this, her camouflage can be “invincible”.

Disadvantages: Age has done its job… Her formerly muscled and strong figure, became bony and weak. She lost her energy, which influenced not only physical fitness but also her magic. With each passing year, it becomes more and more difficult for old Fuddy to enter and remain invisible.

History: She grew up on Flame Mountain along with her sibling and few other peers. Young Fuddy gained magical abilities from her mother, while from seemingly silent father, restless character. Her adulthood would be perfect if it wouldn’t happened a couple of quite unfortunate but private events. Of the more famous and tragic was the loss of her first hatchling during formation of the island of mists. After that, female moved for several thousand years to the Little's brothers. When M.O.S.W went away, she and the other two dragons, who was able to learned who he was, decided to keep order in the dragon's paradise. No one of elder’s generation has been able to come close enough to island to see the lord, but thanks to them, cult of M.O.S.W started. She recently returned to her old home island.

* Motivations: There are currently two most important things for grumpy Fuddy; Her family and the secret of M.O.S.W’s island.

* Family: Her parents gone, but she still has one younger sibling and her own kids… (for adopt It doesn’t seem like elder has currently partner.

* Other/Notes: Tells the legends.

*Imagine credits: https://d310a9hpolx59w.cloudfront.net/product_photos/80920678/file_96caf973c7_original.jpg
 
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| Age: 5,650 Years | Height: 15 Meters Tall At Head Level (50 feet) | Gender: Male | Roles: Gifted + The Powerful |


Name:
Sauron

Appearance:
With a height of 50 feet from head to toe and weighing in at 24 tons, Sauron is certainly an intimidating sight for many. Sporting a build similar to large bipedal theropod dinosaurs of the Carcharodontosauridae family - such as Giganotosaurus and Carcharodontosaurus itself - he's bathed in predominantly vibrant green scales with a tannish underbelly and purple osteoderms on his back. Various scars can be seen across his entire body, proving claim to his violent life in his pursuit of battle. His wings sport a bright green pattern with three clawed digits. On the end of his long tail, Sauron has 3 pairs of thagomizers that are used in both combat and defense.

Species:
Therogon (Theropod Dragon)

Home Island:
Island of Waterfalls

Sexuality:
Asexual

Personality:
A hardened veteran of battle, Sauron is a solitary, no-nonsense individual that has seen him in more fights then he can remember. He lives a solitary life wandering from island to island, looking for food or other dragons to test his mettle. His savage and headstrong nature tends to have him act first and think later, however one should not mistake this for dim-wittedness. Sauron tends to be observant in conflict, studying his opponent's movements and abilities, and often attempts to counter said patterns accordingly. While Sauron has been known in brutally disemboweling his opponents and consume their still-beating hearts, most recent cases have him allowing his defeated foes concede and leaves with their lives without further injury. After all, if Sauron kills all of his opposition, he'd eventually have no one else to fight. He'll only kill his opponent either on the basis of hunger, as a direct threat on his life, or if it was to make an example out of an overconfident and/or egotistical being... or if he ever found out the identity of the one who killed his mother.

Sauron tends to leave the weaker dragons and monsters alone unless provoked or starved; while also having little interest in meddling or having anything to do with the "Cult of M.O.S.W".

Talents:
Flame Breath: Sauron can unleash a volley of flame from his mouth. When depleted, he'll have to consume coal, iron, or other flammable materials to accelerate the recharge process.
Keen Sense of Smell: Sauron's sense of smell is considerably better than most, allowing him to pinpoint his targets more accurately.

Disadvantages:
Cold: Sauron is weaker when exposed to extremely cold temperatures for extended periods of time.
Slow Run-Speed: On land, due to his size, Sauron isn't a fast runner. While he could sprint quickly for short distances, this is usually used when sneaking up on his prey or opponent. If the element of surprise is lost, it's unlikely that Sauron could catch up to his target - even if flying.

History:
Sauron's life can be considered very much a tragedy; a form of undeserved punishment bestowed upon him as the last of his kind.

As the only survivor of a clutch of six eggs, deep within the Island of Waterfalls, he found himself in the care of his fiercely protective mother. The Therogon species had been on a rapid decline for the past several centuries, now mostly seen as products of a bygone era now ruled by a more superior race. Outcompeted and outmatched, their food supplies began drying up and thus most found themselves moving out of the isles or dying off. As far as anyone knew now, Sauron and his mother were the only ones still left in the region - functionally extinct. Nonetheless, the parent was still motivated to nurture her son and see him grow into a healthy and strong individual by any means. Even if he truly was the last of his kind.

For the next roughly 200 years, Sauron and his mother lived in relative peace - making a considerable living within the jungle environment. Their bond was iron-clad and he made sure he listened to everything his mother told him. But then on one faithful day, as he was told to wait for her in his territory, he found himself waiting for far longer than usual. It wasn't uncommon for his mother to not arrive for at least a day or two, if she was hunting for certain prey items, but here it had already been three days. Something wasn't right; he could feel it. With his anxiety rising, Sauron left the safety of his territory in an attempt to locate her. He called out to her through the dense jungle, desperately awaiting a reply, but he'd receive no such thing. After a full day of searching, he forced himself back to where he waited~

And when he arrived, he'd finally see mother...

Only that she was lying on the ground covered in lethal wounds. Scratch marks riddled across her body, with sections of her mid-rib exposing flesh and bone through deep bite marks. It was clear that she was in a battle with another creature and that she succumbed to her grievous wounds. Sauron rushed to her aid, nuzzling her in an attempt to stir her resolve. No matter how much he tried, no matter how much noise he made, it resulted in failure. His mother was dead. And what erupted from Sauron's mouth was a cry of agony that stretched for miles - pitting him now as the sole survival of the Therogons.

For several days Sauron would stubbornly guard his mother's corpse with the same ferocity as his mother did for him. He would shoo any scavenging entities that came close and assert his claim. However, his constant roaring would bring the attention of larger carnivores. For one day he would find himself face-to-face with a real dragon. He could not remember what it looked like, but all he knew was that it was much bigger than him. Sauron wanted to fight it regardless of their size difference, only to find himself beaten effortlessly by the ominous beast. As he laid there helplessly, the last he would see of his mother was the dark shadow gripping its talons onto her spine and flying off with her - leaving behind only a pool of blood.

That was the day that truly baptized him into the unforgiving world.

Sauron had searched far and low for the ones responsible for his mother's death. Yet even after several centuries of exploration, he failed to find any more clues. His trail had gone cold and no one seemed to know or care. Now he was truly alone and through thousands of years he had the painful journey to accept the reality of it all. While he still wishes to find the killer, he began to realize how unlikely it was. And having not seen anymore of his kind, he wouldn't be able to reproduce - not as if he had much interest in doing so in the first place. The only respite that kept him from ending his own life in the first place was the adrenaline high that he has when locked in mortal combat. It was a feeling that he begun to crave, the only sense of purpose in his life.

And it was this mindset of battle that had given him the title as "Sauron the Vengeful".

Motivations:
Sauron lives for the sake of battle and nothing more.

Family:
N/A; Deceased

Other/Notes:
TBA

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(Made by yours truly!)

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Name: Rokk| Age: About 20,000 | Gender: Male | Role: The Guardian of M.O.S.W​

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Species: Copper Dragon

Home Island: Island of Waterfalls

* Sexuality: Heterosexual


Appearance: Almost pushing the size of a Titan at 65 feet, Rokk has deep orange scales covering his sinewy body, highlighted with black on his underbelly, tops of paws, top of his head and the leathery skin between his spikes on his neck. His scales are jagged and intimidating looking, acting more like plated armor. Spikes jut out from his elbows on all four legs more display than of use in battle, and a set of four horns display on the sides of his head, two large and long, useful for battle and the other two smaller horns more for display. The tip of his tail fans out almost like a fin, accented with the same black coloring on the leathery skin. Small black spikes line down from his neck to about half way down his tail. The claws on his feet are long jet black weapons of destruction, meant for gripping into flesh and muscle. When the sunlight hits his scales just right, they shine a beautiful rich golden color, becoming a gorgeous sight good enough for royalty. His right eye is a dull yellow color, his left eye a milky cloud.

Personality: Most of his time alone has made Rokk distant and quiet, mostly. With not very many dragons allowed onto M.O.S.W, and choosing a Guard happened every thousand years, he has retreated within himself. He is riddled with loneliness, often talking to plants and rocks around him, sometimes even to prey animals. However when given the chance to socialize, he becomes slightly aggressive, assuming ulterior motives or some sort of trick. He lacks patience, the power of his position has slightly gone to his head. A dragon with unforgiving patience and relentless harking would be the only type to deal with the old grump for extended periods of time. Young dragons receive a particular disdain from him, upon seeing them get too curious and close to the island that's been his home for nearly 10,000 years, he is relentless and does everything within his power to send them off with eternal memories of his falcon-esque claws.

Talents: When it storms, Rokk can pull the electric charges from the clouds to empower his own lightning breath. However, lightning must be present within the storm, not just rain clouds. When plenty of lightning is present, he can create a bloodcurdling thunderous roar.

Disadvantages: Rokk is blind in his left eye. His larger body makes his movements slower than most smaller dragons, he cannot turn as sharply or fit into smaller areas. He cannot swim either.

History: Stuffed away deep in a cave well hidden within the snow-capped jagged mountains of the Island of Waterfalls, a deep burnt orange shelled egg sat alone atop a large carefully constructed nest of burning trees that had been ripped from the ground and large boulders glowing red as hot iron. None tended to the egg but the burning flames that kept the tight cavern heated for weeks on end. When the flames finally died, the glowing boulders and smouldering embers kept the egg incubated for another week. Finally, there was nothing left to provide heat and the area grew cold.

From that egg emerged a tiny dragon, copper and black in color. Instincts drove the newly hatched out of the cave and into the melting snow. From then, he became self taught in all aspects of his life. He didn't encounter too many dragons within his first few years, often over looked as he kept distance out of fear. It wasn't until an elegant forest dragon found him trying to hide within the green foliage that he found a nurturing mother. She called him Rokk, as he froze still as the mountains when she found him. He learned how to do more than survive with her, socializing with others and learning how to spark his electric breath. Learning to fly was thankfully a natural occurrence much like a birds, as the leafy green female had no wings or ability to fly.

Rokk grew quickly and began taking interest in the Guard. His mother encouraged him, believing it to be an honor to protect such a sacred place if he went on to become a Guardian. He began teaching himself to fight by picking fights with some of the other dragons. He lost many battles before he began to catch onto any technique. He excelled in combat, leaving many of his opponent's forced to surrender before the dragon got too carried away. His mother voiced her concern and disappointment in his uncontrolled rage. She often inquired where it stemmed from, sometimes blaming herself in some way or another. Rokk affirmed her that she had done nothing wrong. There was a fire burning deep within his belly that craved the adrenaline.

A promise was made that for as long as he was to be a Guard, he would not let his rage carry his teeth and claws. It wasn't long that he left his mothers side and gained the role of a Guard. The lightning that exploded from his maws left many hide scarred, the splitting air often giving a loud clap of thunder as the air split with electric charge. Stormy nights, Rokk became a danger to anyone who dared challenge the copper dragon, his continuously growing size leaving him slightly larger than most of his age group. Once the dragon was nine hundred years old, he had reached his full size at 65 feet. He had bonded with some of the other Guards, brawling in their spare time and sharing stories of battles they've had, and awkward experiences.

However Rokk made it clear to them, that when the time came, he would fight them without hesitation to become the next Guardian. They did not believe him, as his hospitality and loyalty had been undying. Jokes were thrown around about the occasion, and the topic dropped. However, when the time came, Rokk showed mercy to not a single soul. His first couple of fights were forcibly ended so this opponent would walk away with every limb they entered with. He only began to struggle as the smaller dragons faced him, their speed and ability to dodge his bulkier movements caused him to receive a few memorable scars. One in particular had slipped their claw straight through his left eye, it barely staying in its socket when the claw was ripped away. A forever blind eye that is carried with honor.

Rokk won favor, and was sentenced to 5,000 years on M.O.S.W. He had not realized how solitude it could be, as he could not leave the banks of the island. With only old timers to speak with, the young dragon turned his nose to many of them, figuring there was nothing in common with the elders. When his mother snaked her way across the waters to spend the rest of her elderly years with Rokk, he changed his attitude when she roughly reminded him how to behave. He made his apologies and hunted for the ones that began having trouble catching their prey. He began to find enjoyment in hearing their stories and learning little tricks. For centuries he was kind and helpful, excited to help and have something to do when he wasn't pridefully fighting off curious dragons who thought they would get too close to the island.

When Rokk's mother died, he became a shell that was his former self. He stopped showing his face, refused to communicate with anyone, and could often be found sitting in silence, staring off at the distant islands. When his sentence was finished, Rokk decided he might as well go for round two if he could, since he felt there was nothing felt for him on the islands beyond. Now he is nearing the end of his second sentence. With only a good handful of years remaining, it is becoming more and more apparent at his anticipation to get off of M.O.S.W. He was tired of his self loathing, being angry all the time. His whole reasoning behind why he chose to do this was gone minus his blood lusting rage to fight, and he wanted to explore the islands again. A change of scenery was much needed, he itched for companionship but can't remember how to act to get that back in his life. Only time will tell if he can muster up the strength to take the first steps toward opening up and letting someone close to him.

* Motivations: Finish his sentence on M.O.S.W so he can see how the islands have changed in his 2 terms, make a friend, become the dragon his mother was once proud of. However, his love for the taste of blood in his maw prevents too many friendly encounters.

* Family: Deceased

* Other/Notes: N/A

*Imagine credits: Carlos Herrera
 
Name: Reff | Age: 3500 | Gender: Male | Role: Younger guard, gifted
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Species: Mystical Snake (idk)

Home Island: The Great Wall

Appearance: About 35ft long creature. His skin is tough like coastal rocks, most of all on the head.

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Personality: Mainly, Reff is describe as calm and quiet. He always prefers to listen instead of talking, always pays attention to what is happening around him. His calmness is somewhat disturbing. Maybe it is because of his ambitions, maybe because of a completely different one, usually when someone else is hurt, Reff will rather not react and only watch that poor dragon with his stoic calm. This ruthlessness applies to everyone; old, young, weak, with full strength..

Talents: Gift; Toxic. Reff can produce poison, which is able to paralyze the victim. For how long depends on size and age. The adult titans have the least to fear about this, for them it’s only a few seconds. As for elders, hatches and small dragons, this can take a long time and be very serious.

In combat, not including gift, his greatest attributes are strength and thick skin. His armor is able to catch most scratches and bites, and powerful, firm body; entwining and suffocating opponents.

His another useful skill is swimming. thanks to this, it is able to move between the islands.

Disadvantages: He is definitely a terrestrial creature and because of this is unable to breathe underwater. Male can only release the poison from his two front fangs, plus, it takes time to produce it. Due to his body structure, Reff may have problems with dodging.

History: There isn’t many informations about his childhood and family. However, we can be sure that Reff was chosen as the young guard when he was 500 years old. There were never any problems with him, he took all lessons and comments from the island's guards very seriously. Male was not interested in any kind of relationships, and because of this he didn't really get to know other Rokk's students. Reff is currently training harder and looking forward to the upcoming fights at the M.O.S.W to take over the role of his mentor.

* Motivations: His greatest desire is to become the M.O.S.W guard. The greatest guard, terror and a legend.

* Imagine credits: Art belongs to me
 
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Species: western dragon

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* Sexuality: heterosexuals


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Name: Nawi (naw-wee) | Age: about 200 | Gender: Female | Role: The Powerful/Gifted​

Species: Cave dragon

Home Island: The Island of Mists

* Sexuality: Heterosexual


Appearance: (I put it at the bottom) shes only about 20 feet tall (when standing on her hind legs). She also has quite a few scars from dueling. Other than this she mostly looks graceful as she walks, usually moving slowly and not making much noise. She is equiped with claws stronger then steel that can almost cut through almost anything. Her scales are smaller and not as bulky but still serve her well in defending herself. The scales cause things to bounce off of her if they are not strong enough. Having a white to grey color scale, the only thing that pops is her bright yellow antenna/spikes on the back of her neck and a webbing on her tail, along with the poisonous barb. She has two sets of wings which serve well in combat. One set of wings has razor blade sharpness and the other set is meant more for speed while flying. She has milky blue eyes from being bling and rather large ears for dragons so she could hear better.

Personality: Typically calm and soft-spoken, she could get feisty within seconds if confronted. Some consider her weak before they see her in action simply because of how passive she is. But, if challenged, there is no going back unless apologies are spat rapidly at her. If she loses in a confrontation she will take it well and simply earn respect for the dragon who beat her unless of course, they are prideful about their win, then she will have the least respect for the dragon. She is very patient with others. This is a good and bad thing. If she gets mad she most likely will not harm the dragon or act rude toward them, but if a dragon crosses the line there is a good chance they will get a slash across the nose. She is very jumpy because of her heightened senses.

Talents: With the use of her ears she can 'see' through echolocation. When doing this she emits a high-pitched sound from antennas that are attached to the back of her neck, often causing a rattling sound along with it. She also has a thin barb on her tail filled with poison that is used mostly for catching prey. The poison is not lethal to dragons but it will cause temporary paralysis in sections of the body depending on how large the dragon is. Her claws are quite sharp and can easily cut through dragon scales (unless it's an armored dragon). She is also more agile than most since she is smaller and less bulky than a lot of the dragons on the island.

Disadvantages: Her heightened senses come at the cost of being blind. Her sense of hearing is so good that loud noises can disorient her and cause her to run into things. Also, being as small as she is, a big dragon is very dangerous. getting hit with even a small blow from a large dragon can seriously damage her.

History: Being born into a cave full of other Cave Dragons she lived a life of silence. In her home cave is where she learned to be patient with others, as there were around 20 other dragons living there. She also learned her combat skills in the cave, being taught by an old dragon that had lived in that cave for nearly 20000 years.

Once she was old enough to leave the cave her first experiences in the outside world were frightening and strange. She was often found dangling in trees and floating in water since she wasn't used to the wind when she flew. Eventually, she learned her way around the islands of M.O.S.W and got quite good at flying around them. Later in her life, she joined in the arena battles and duels as a hobby, earning her a title as one of The Powerful. She has only lost a few duels in her life, most of them being against others with higher ranks or the same rank. She is always ready to defend her title.
Later on after many battles her mother and father had died, and she lived in despair for a few years... But this gave her motivation. Motivation to stay alive and live her life in her parents honor.

* Motivations: She just wants to live her life as peacefully as possible. She wants her own flower garden and a nice home to live in, and some friends other than the ones she grew up with. She loves adventure and wants to explore all of the islands.

* Family: Her family is the 20 dragons that lived in the cave with her. They aren't actually her family but she was raised by them and they are considered to be in her point of view.

* Other/Notes: She has a limp in her left back leg from a battle. She also has two sets of wings. It is often wondered how she managed to get the title of a powerful dragon when she is so small. The answer is that she's so small and fast that the big dragons can't catch her. She knows exactly where to hit when attacking another.

*Imagine credits: myself! Sorry my art style isn't very detailed but I'm too poor to get someone else to draw it
 

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Name: Nawi (naw-wee) | Age: about 200 | Gender: Female | Role: The Powerful/Gifted​

Species: Cave dragon

Home Island: The Island of Mists

* Sexuality: Heterosexual


Appearance: (I put it at the bottom)

Personality: Typically calm and soft-spoken, she could get feisty within seconds if confronted. Some consider her weak before they see her in action simply because of how passive she is. But, if challenged, there is no going back unless apologies are spat rapidly at her. If she loses in a confrontation she will take it well and simply earn respect for the dragon who beat her unless of course, they are prideful about their win, then she will have the least respect for the dragon. She is very patient with others. This is a good and bad thing. If she gets mad she most likely will not harm the dragon or act rude toward them, but if a dragon crosses the line there is a good chance they will get a slash across the nose. She is very jumpy because of her heightened senses.

Talents: With the use of her ears she can 'see' through echolocation. When doing this she emits a high-pitched sound from antennas that are attached to the back of her neck, often causing a rattling sound along with it. She also has a thin barb on her tail filled with poison that is used mostly for catching prey. The poison is not lethal to dragons but it will cause temporary paralysis in sections of the body depending on how large the dragon is. Her claws are quite sharp and can easily cut through dragon scales (unless it's an armored dragon). She is also more agile than most since she is smaller and less bulky than a lot of the dragons on the island.

Disadvantages: Her heightened senses come at the cost of being blind. Her sense of hearing is so good that loud noises can disorient her and cause her to run into things. Also, being as small as she is, a big dragon is very dangerous. getting hit with even a small blow from a large dragon can seriously damage her.

History: Being born into a cave full of other Cave Dragons she lived a life of silence. In her home cave is where she learned to be patient with others, as there were around 20 other dragons living there. She also learned her combat skills in the cave, being taught by an old dragon that had lived in that cave for nearly 20000 years.

Once she was old enough to leave the cave her first experiences in the outside world were frightening and strange. She was often found dangling in trees and floating in water since she wasn't used to the wind when she flew. Eventually, she learned her way around the islands of M.O.S.W and got quite good at flying around them. Later in her life, she joined in the arena battles and duels as a hobby, earning her a title as one of The Powerful. She has only lost a few duels in her life, most of them being against others with higher ranks or the same rank. She is always ready to defend her title.

* Motivations: She just wants to live her life as peacefully as possible. She wants her own flower garden and a nice home to live in, and some friends other than the ones she grew up with. She loves adventure and wants to explore all of the islands.

* Family: Her family is the 20 dragons that lived in the cave with her. They aren't actually her family but she was raised by them and they are considered to be in her point of view.

* Other/Notes: She has a limp in her left back leg from a battle. She also has two sets of wings.

*Imagine credits: myself! Sorry my art style isn't very detailed but I'm too poor to get someone else to draw it.
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All yall over here drawing your OC's and I'm just like.... I wanna try but ehhhhh energy haha
 
Name: Lake | Age:<1 year(Hatchling) | Gender: Male | Role: Gifted ​

Species: Sea Dragon

Home Island: Little Brother's Island

Appearance: blue_dragon_wyrmling_by_spark_imagination_dcbf778-pre.png

Personality: Lake is a youngster, new to the world and to the way it works. He's still learning how to function as a dragon and without parents around to keep other hungry adult dragons and other predators away he's going into it the hard way. He's clever for a hatchling and figures things out generally quickly, though without a teacher most of these lesson are gained through nothing but instinct. He is generally cautious and tries to keep his distance from things he doesn't understand.

Talents:
Water breathing: Lake is a sea dragon who has inherited the ability to breath underwater, Lake tends to spend most of his time in or near water as a sort of secondary defense against anything on land that may threaten him.
Strong Swimmer: Even as a hatchling Lake has a powerful rudder-like tail and webbed claws that allow him to swim quickly. He also has no trouble seeing underwater.
Strong Jaws: Lake's jaws have a vice-like grip which as a hatchling may not be too threatening but with age his jaws will strengthen in power.


Disadvantages:
Tiny: Lake is a hatchling and though he is big for a fresh hatched dragon he is still dwarfed by many adult dragons.
Young: Lake lacks experience, and there's only so much instincts can fill in so he can make poor judgement calls due to a lack of experience.
Overly Cautious: Lake's careful attitude can lead to him missing opportunities and waiting so long that he ends up in more trouble than he would get into.
No good at fighting: Lake doesn't even pick on creatures of his own quite small size. He doesn't have any fighting skill nor does he have much drive to go out of his way and look for a fight. He has no problems hunting creatures smaller than him though. Such as fish or rabbits.

History: (There isn't a lot of history to give for Lake due to the fact I want my first post to be his hatching so there's really no story to tell yet. If I need to right up something short anyway let me know).

Motivations: Survival, finding out where he came from.

Family: He has no clue.

Other: Will be a titan dragon when fully grown but being a hatchling he doesn't exactly fit that role yet.

Imagine credits: Blue dragon wyrmling by Spark-Imagination on DeviantArt

(There's the hatchling I said I'd make. Probably another character coming depending on whether or not I can think of another that I get attached to.)
 
Name: Iytisan (ee-ti-son)| Age: about 150| Gender: male | Role: gifted ​

Species: sun dragon I guess?

Home Island: The Island of Mists

* Sexuality: heterosexual

Appearance: Iytisan is mostly pink and cyan. He walks tiredly, usually with his head low and his tail dragging. One of his wings are torn nearly in half. He is around 25 feet tall when standing on his hind legs.

Personality: Normally tired and lazy, Iytisan is extremely energetic when around those he trusts. He will only act that way toward certain dragons (such as Nawi, who hes friends with) and will switch from happy and energetic to tired and grumpy within moments. He is very loyal to his friends

Talents: Iytisan is able to go invisible. His scales can shift colors to blend into the background, although he can't turn into any color and can only blend in. He also breaths fire which is blue. He can breath fire only in short bursts, usually creating a ball of flames.

Disadvantages: with his torn wing he is unable to fly on his own. He can glide a bit and catch his falls but can't go any higher then what he jumps off of. This is why Nawi is usually the one to take him to other islands.

History: having been adopted into the cave of 20 dragons Nawi grew up in as a hatchling, he doesn't know his parents nor where he came from. He doesn't care about this though and was raised along side all of the other cave dragons. He was a bit different, and wasn't able to stay in the cave all the time. Sun dragons can only gain energy through exposer to the sun, almost like performing photosynthesis. Food doesn't help much but they can still eat to gain energy a little. He joined Nawi on her expeditions after she got used to the environment and often times described things for her. He also duels her often, being one of the only dragons to have beat her before.

* Motivations: he just wants to travel with Nawi and experience the world. Deep down he wants to protect as many people as he can.

* Family: Nawi and the other cave dragons.

* Other/Notes: Iytisan is very protective and can get dangerous at times.

*Imagine credits: myself.
 

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