Keileon

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One after another, Clarence's fiery hail explodes, blasting outward in a burst of violent plasma many times hotter than natural flame. With Mimring's positioning before blitzing straight toward his opponent, the plasma might end up tearing into the nearby pillar, scaffolding, and the broken chunk of support lying near Clarence's foothold, possibly damaging ancient structures even more, sending debris scattering across the battlefield. Surely, one would think, the lightning dragon could not survive such a spectacle, such an explosive eruption of power? Would Clarence see the corpse of yet another dragon join the bones of its fellow, or perhaps a weakly sparking wyrm on the ground? It takes a moment to retrieve an answer between Mimring's flash of raw lightning and the explosion of the Magma Blossoms, and an uninvolved observer might lean into the dangerous light show, eager to see what has become of the brass-scaled beast.

But the dragon is no longer there.

Of course, with the speed at which Mimring streaked towards Clarence, he may have only just outpaced the Magma Blossoms were there not so many of them. A searing sensation of pain caught his trail, dangerous plasma nipping at the lightning dragon as he streaked towards Clarence. In this form, such things can still harm him, and he was painfully reminded of this fact- but it does not deter him from his detonation of Burning Sky Conflux. Perhaps a last-ditch effort to deal damage, or even a protective measure to save him from completely shorting out; it is, after all, an almost complete change of state from coalesced lightning to static in the air. Even with damage dealt, it is best if he reforms on his own terms, with less pressure on him, than be forced to dodge any more than he has to.

The electrical power, still carrying the emerald aura of before, would still strike at the plasma shield unopposed- perhaps even conduct along any plasma in the air that might be in the immediate vicinity- but the primary arcs of lightning travel at a speed and power that smaller forces would have a negligible effect on them. No, the nearest and strongest source of magnetic charge to attract the unadulterated strength of lightning would be the shield itself, even if a few bolts might burst off in completely irrelevant directions and tear into the pillars even more before dissipating into the air- if the Magma Blossoms did not cause debris, the lightning certainly would. If successful, the electricity would crackle along the barrier, conducting along it for the moment and yet simultaneously eating away at its protective qualities. Any sparks that flicker away from Clarence would seem to fade into nothing but a faint buzz in the air.

Interesting.

Safe behind his cover, Jason watches the spectacle from his hiding spot. For all the unknowing observer would think, Mimring is just gone, perhaps destroyed in the blast, the buzzing air and verdant crackling simply a residue of his explosion. No trace of the dragon himself remains visible to the naked eye, no blood, no scales, nothing but the dormant atmospheric energy in the air and the lines of power streaking across Clarence's shield. To that observer who would not know better, it would seem as if Clarence has won, for his opponent no longer appears to exist.

Jason, however, does know better.

[Are you okay? He has to be certain, at least.

I should be.]

Hold off on the reformation for now, Jason remarks to a resulting affirmation. An idea is already forming in the shapeshifter's mind. Taking advantage of the brief relative quiet, the scarab skitters from his hiding place and takes cover behind the one piece of crumbled pillar that wouldn't have been destroyed by either the Magma Blossoms or Burning Sky Conflux. He senses out the magnetic capabilities of the debris- they don't seem receptive- and so he goes to work on making them receptive, even going so far as to charge them with his Familiar's latent atmospheric power. Thin, weak sparks run across the surface of the debris, perhaps looking simply like more residual energy from the violence of seconds before.

The charge is weak, for now, not seeming to have any outward effect, but that can change at the drop of a hat in a battle like this. Creeping closer to the westernmost edge of the chamber, but still remaining behind the protection of a fallen pillar, Jason examines the areas visible to him in consideration. Something tells him that, whether or not Clarence falls for the illusion of victory, the remainder of the battle will be difficult- forcing Jason out of hiding, most likely, forcing Mimring to take more care in evasion certainly.

It's almost a wonderful feeling. Some part of him is having fun in the strategy of battle, even if he himself hasn't been directly taking part he is still the one calling the shots and supporting his ally from the shadows. If their lives weren't on the line he'd probably not be taking it seriously. But for now his attention is on the man in the plasma bubble, and his reactions to what just happened.

So, what will you do now?

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Update for availability: due to a bit of a health issue I likely won't be up to post tomorrow or Thursday. I will try to post on those days if Junction posts before the end of tomorrow but I can't guarantee anything. Sorry for any inconveniences.

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Move it!

Weaving in and out of fast-moving attacks is second nature to Mimring in his Photon Dragon state- moving erratically as lightning does, his incredible speed and ability to register things happening almost instantly makes dodging relatively easy, though he still has to be cautious. What does concern him, however, is his master hidden on the side of a pillar which both can tell is in danger. Though he cannot immediately identify the danger of this fiery hailstorm, neither want to take the risk and so the black scarab makes a maneuver to release the pillar. Keeping it between himself and the enemy, Jason both keeps himself hidden for the moment and uses the obstacle as a sort of shield from the attack, taking cover behind it- but from a safe distance so as to not get too close to the attack.

As the scarab skitters back several feet, ready to move again, Mimring refocuses on his own matter. The warning to his master took only an impulse of a thought, after all, something unnoticeable in the heat of combat. Even in the midst of worry for the boy, however, it did not escape his notice that the lightning was drawn and grounded by what seems to be a barrier, forcefield, some energy shield perhaps. As long as that barrier remains, the dragon imagines, it will be difficult for either of them to land a safe strike from a long range. Perhaps physical attacks can do the trick, but close-ranged combat is always a risk and Mimring would rather not take it for the moment, not when the possibility of him spending his energy more efficiently exists.

An emerald-green aura surrounds the draconic lightning streak bolting erratically around a firestorm of plasma. Though taking care to evade whatever remains of the attack, Mimring redirects his course from attempting to flank Retaliation to charging straight towards him, trailing verdant light all the while. While this change of path will only be brief, it is long enough for the dragon to notice- his enemy's armor seems cracked. Perhaps a sign of shoddy craftsmanship, or perhaps it does not agree with one of the attacks being tossed around in this battle. A quick, nonverbal note to Jason marks it as a potential weak point.

But the dragon only streaks towards Retaliation for maybe a second, perhaps less. From the enemy's point of view, it would seem almost as if Mimring explodes, erupting into a violent discharge of raw lightning. In that split instant, the Thunderscale is no longer a sentient bolt of lightning: he is several. Multudinous arcs of electricity, each as deadly in potential as his initial electrical strike, all still carrying the brilliant emerald aura, burst from Mimring's position in what might appear to an observer as a meteor storm made from lightning bolts.

And, even now, as Mimring discharges all of his energy into this blitzkrieg of a gambit, he keeps one last trick. As plasma is essentially a hot soup of charged ions, the Faraday Cage becomes more of a lightningrod- while the Burning Sky Conflux tactic can be generally aimed, but is imprecise, this would normally afford an enemy slightly more of a chance to simply evade. But at a closer range, and with something so strongly conducting electricity to itself, whatever arcs pass near to the forcefield would be drawn to it like iron to a magnet. The emerald blaze surrounding the lightning bolts would eat away at the Subversion Field as surely as the Magma Blossoms eat away at the battlefield they strike. Perhaps not immediately break it, but how long can a single bubble of plasma hold up to a dozen shattering strikes?

Trusting to Mimring's ability to handle matters, Jason changes his physiology just enough to observe his surroundings as clearly as a hawk might. Though Mimring would surely vanish from visibility after his strike, to be replaced by a low buzzing hum in the general atmosphere, Jason senses the battle is not over yet and so must plan accordingly. Keeping to his cover, he sees a pillar somewhat closer to Retaliation- some forty feet away from his hiding spot- once the opportunity arises, surely he can slip by unnoticed and take the more advantageous position...

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Fiery emerald eyes cease scanning ancient Egypt's decor and snap to a silhouetted figure entering this battlefield. A figure that enters without haste, without too much of an appearance of caring that its opponent is a dragon- perhaps they don't care. Mimring tilts his head slightly, armored fans flicking open as he regards his opponent's equipment- bulky armor he can't get much of a read on by sight, appearing perhaps shoddily made or hastily repaired. The man carries something with him, but as it doesn't appear to be a weapon Mimring ignores it for the moment. An outfit that has clearly seen much combat- topped off with a helmet that suggests perhaps direct strikes for vital points won't be as effective.

And then the carried object is allowed to fall, and Mimring narrows his eyes as it is discarded. All he can tell is that it is some sort of metal, perhaps an unimportant component of this man's armor, or some scrap picked up outside. Mimring gives no reaction to it and merely watches warily as his opponent drops the object and continues his approach.

Jason, however, has a different idea.

Paramagnetic, the Shapeshifter offers, sensing it out. I can't tell exactly what it's composed of, but either it's not iron or doesn't contain much of it. Doubt I can move it myself right now, but you should be able to.

Understood, is the dragon's only reply as he immediately goes to work altering the charge of the plate without otherwise moving it. He seems to only have eyes for his opponent, but his attention is instead diverted towards this seemingly random object that he armor-clad man discarded so carelessly. But this is of course no issue- while the dragon focuses on strengthening the plate's ability to be affected by magnetism, Jason watches the pair's adversary alertly through his Familiar's eyes, rapidly noting down quick comments for both to keep in mind.

Still can't get much of a read on the armor, but it's likely made out of the same material as that plate. Jason's mental voice is all business. He can dematerialize his weapons. At least I assume that's a weapon. Probably means he can create them, too, be careful. Also made out of the same material. Whatever metal that is, he seems to like it a lot, because pretty much everything I can sense if made from it, I think. He recites this more quickly for most people to be able to register everything if he were speaking, but the link between Mimring and Jason allows them to save precious seconds of time as the information comes almost faster than the words themselves. There is maybe one second of pause, before he speaks again, mental voice sharper. Look sharp, I think he's almost done approaching.

Indeed, the man has stopped some hundred feet away, just outside of Jason's magnetic range but well within Mimring's. The dragon has already prepared the plate for use as the newcomer slowly spins his remaining staff, a crystal shrinking in size as the staff slowly positions in front of him. Mimring represses a snort of derision at the display and prepares himself for the oncoming fight. The loaded energy marking the atmospheric buzz within stagnant air has to be reigned in, as well- a premature attack could cancel out the preparing Mimring has just done, after all.

Ready? Voice filled with energy and anticipation.

Always.

Hostile intention is registered the moment the man with the fiery aura begins to point his staff at the golden dragon standing sentinel before the statues. Mimring isn't sure whether it is a preparation for an attack, or simply a threatening gesture as the human awaits the dragon's first strike, but in either case he will not have to wait long. The staff barely moves to point in Mimring's direction before the discarded plate suddenly flies off the ground toward the armored man's head- Mimring isn't sure if the speed and size of the flying plate will do any significant damage to a helmet when he can't determine its composition, but hopefully it will at least distract this enemy- and if the two are made of the same material, perhaps do enough damage to the helmet to matter.

After the plate would hit or miss, in that split second of potential distraction, the dragon changes.

A crackling line of lightning, highly reminiscent of the sort of strike one would see in a violent thunderstorm, streaks across the hundred-foot gap from Mimring and aiming for the front of the man's helmet. Hundreds of millions, maybe close to a billion volts of raw energy serves not only as an attack but also to mask the lightning dragon's true tactic in this situation- for who pays attention to a distant enemy when a bright white bolt of lightning is blitzing toward you? The crack resonates through the echoing chamber, shaking the very statues, and hide Mimring's transformation in an explosion of light, heat, noise, and lethal dosages of raw electrical power.

To the close observer, the dragon would at first appear to vanish within his own attack, perhaps even becoming one with it, but this is only halfway correct. Indeed, Mimring has become one with his element, but not in the traditional sense- crackling energy running down a sprite's spine serves to highlight the draconic visage of what might look to an outside observer to being a sentient bolt of electricity, a lightning elemental, some being that embodies the very concept of a thunderstorm floating above the slopes of the internal chamber.

Like his thunderous attack before him, Mimring wastes no time for his adversary to recover from the proverbial and literal shock or to gape in awe at the dragon who has now become the soul of the concept of lightning. He bolts forward like his lightning strike, a river of latent electricity in his wake, but this time leads towards his right, as if to flank or move out of a direct line of sight.

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Main: Jason

Name: Jason Shaver (Shiveztel Shaiveér)
Hex Color: #000080
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Race: Euthoran Dragon-Shapeshifter hybrid (Darkwing Firedrake (Vulcus Vulcus Obscurus) and Euthoran Shapeshifter (Fera Mutat Speciem))
Height: Six feet (as a human); 35 feet long, 70-foot wingspan; 8 feet tall at shoulder (as a dragon)
Weight: 157 lbs as a human
Appearance: As a human, Jason is somewhat lanky, with a pale complexion on a somewhat wiry frame. His jet-black hair is thick, coarse, untidy, and of medium length, but doesn't get in the way of his sharp emerald-green eyes. His irises are faintly luminous in the dark, and are slightly reflective like a cat's. They carry an animalistic, almost feral light to them, as if just behind his human appearance is a predatory beast waiting to pounce. Jason is inexpressive with his eyes; they always seem to hold a cold neutrality- the neutrality of a wild animal that doesn't care if you live or die.

Jason wears light-material clothing so as to not inhibit movement. This usually consists of a somewhat loose black or dull, dark blue short-sleeved t-shirt and faded black jeans. His clothing is fairly plain, the only markings being thin navy blue rims at his collar and the ends of his sleeves. He wears black shoes with blue strips atop them; these shoes are sturdy and built to withstand strenuous activities such as hiking, running, and climbing.

On his back a quiver is strapped, along with his signature weapon- a composite, recurve longbow. An intricate pentagram pendant hangs from his neck on a black cord. (see Equipment).

As a dragon, Jason is built typically for a young Darkwing Firedrake- more slender than an aged adult, but with noticeable bulk at the shoulders and hind legs. He measures slightly over 35 feet long with a massive and broad 70-foot wingspan. His heavily muscled shoulders lend to powerful wing muscles; while he is not as fast as other, lighter Firedrakes in the air, he can typically stay airborne longer and fly more easily through harsh weather. Jason has an elongated, slightly low-slung build, allowing for a good measure of stealth at night on uneven terrain. Most of his body length is his tail, which is held as a counterweight to keep him balanced when moving silently.

Covered in metallic black scales (which can appear to be blue depending on the lighting), Jason has several silver markings, most notable on the outer edges of his wings. These wing markings are jagged and help break up his outline under moonlight. He has an arrow-like marking around his left eye; his eyes are a sharp emerald green, faintly luminous, and contain vertical, sightly rounded pupils. The ventral sides of his wings are a solid silver, matching the leathery scutes on his neck and abdomen, as well as the silver dorsal membrane that runs all the way from the base of his skull to halfway down his tail. This membrane is light, reflective, and the center of Jason's body language, its movements noticeable at the slightest twitch according to Jason's emotions.

Jason has an eight-point crown (three points on each eye ridge and two on the central crest) and four gently curving, tusk-like horns which frame his skull. His crown and horns are dense and solid, meant to defend against attacks to the head, even from other dragons. Like all Firedrakes, he has a hooked snout and spiked nostrils, tetradactylous limbs, and two leathery rings around his tail. Additionally, he has a barbed spike at the end of his tail, used primarily for clubbing, though the four back-facing tips of the spike are sharp, serrated, and capable of dealing heavy shredding damage.

-- Main Image: [Click] (depicts feathered fletching, ignore it. see below.)
-- Alternate: [Click]
-- Dragon Form: [Click]
-- Dragon Headshot: [Click]

Personality: Jason is overall cool and aloof to anyone who is not Mimring. Generally preferring to be alone, he opts out of conversation and interaction whenever possible, finding a quiet place to rest or an excuse to simply leave. He may almost seem unapproachable, though is rarely hostile without cause. Rather, he keeps a flat neutrality to strangers, becoming unfriendly only once they annoy him and immediately becoming wary and combative upon any signs of threat or hostility.

Conversely, to Mimring, Jason is good-natured and amicable. Though he still prefers not to converse, he enjoys the dragon's company and if stressed will stay at the dragon's side. Despite a serious, almost reticent, personality, the dragon has always been good at getting a grin or a laugh out of his master. The two fight alongside each other as brothers, putting their lives on the line for one another without any hesitation.

In general, Jason has a serious and neutral personality, but can easily become stressed. He can be highly impulsive and reckless, taking risky maneuvers in combat if he thinks it could benefit him. On the other hand, a stressed Jason can be a dangerous one, for he is both a dragon and a wild, predatory animal at heart, and instinct and impulse will often combine to cause him to lash out, even at those who aren't strictly his enemies.

He is relentless and gives no quarter in combat. Though initially wary at the start of an encounter, when he feels he has a firm grasp of how his opponent works he adjusts his battle plan accordingly. Jason prefers to maintain a healthy distance from the enemy, but will not hesitate in getting into close range if he feels he must.
Backstory: Plucked from one world and dropped unceremoniously into another, with only his steadfast draconic companion by his side, Jason finds his past infuriatingly foggy. If he truly focuses, brief and vague but almost contradictory images flash by like half-formed, or half-erased, memories.

He remembers wars, dragonfire and the roars of vicious beasts above him, seeking to kill all in their sight. He remembers running through old streets, thieving with his childhood friends- remembers his guardian dying in front of him while his brother holds him back from throwing himself at the murderers. Stopping a war, killing a loved one, ascending to a peak he never knew he could reach before orchestrating the destruction of his own world--

-- he remembers running away in fear of persecution for his abilities, finding a dragon among mountain crags and ridges, taking control of it before it can kill him. A flash of brassy copper, a glimpse of gray, of dark blue, of a sickly green. Becoming a leader, heartache as friends die, the loss of his own sanity and stability. A crack of lightning, a glimpse into a fiery abyss, he distinctly remembers his own death and yet he is still alive.

And yet amidst these very human memories he remembers not living as a human at all, but a dragon. Torn from his home at a young age, imprisoned by heavy chains and dark walls, a soft blue glow mocking him in his weakness. He remembers defying destiny itself, tearing himself from his prison. A dangerous alliance. He kills his king just to take his place, instilling the old new world order with a mighty roar.

Or does he? These memories are faint but vivid, real but vague. A dozen conflicting memories flood his mind, each vying for an equally prominent place, insisting their verity. There is a faint recollection of a ship, a water-user, a monster he can't describe; another of a demon-woman brutally killing him. Yet here he stands, after multiple memories of his own death, as if they'd never happened in the first place.

He does not dwell on it. His memories may be vague but he knows how to fight, and he knows how to survive. He knows who he is, but not who he was, and cannot make sense of who he could be. He would try to find his way home, if he only knew which of these foreign chains of memories was his home. Maybe all of them are. Maybe none. Maybe this is his new home now. And maybe it doesn't matter. With these alien ideas pushed aside, he stands astride his best friend, his spiritual brother, and seeks to make sense of his new conditions, and at the same time, can't help but prepare to once again fight for his life.

"Torn between the life we led and where we now stand... which one is true?"

Major Abilities:
+ Shapeshifting: Jason's primary combat ability is to alter his DNA at the genetic level in order to take the form of nearly any animal. In all forms, he has black hair, fur, feathers, or scales with luminous green eyes. Several forms, most notably wolf and dragon, have light silver accent markings. This occurs even if this particular color scheme is not possible in nature. Jason prefers predatory animals as forms, particularly those that are quick and agile, but depending on the situation and the opponent he may opt for something else. Jason's shapeshifting is almost entirely on the physical genetic level, onset by Adrenaline-like chemicals within his body to alter his DNA. His DNA itself is structured in a unique triple helix shape.
-- Darkwing Firedrake Form: Though Jason typically uses his human form for non-combat purposes, his natural, true form is a massive black-and-silver dragon. While in this form, Jason has access to all of a dragon's brute strength, sharper daylight vision, and fire-breathing abilities. Of note, his fire burns a blue-white color and is hotter than average dragonfire, with the temperature being comparable to that of an oxyacetylene torch (that is to say, around 3000 °C at the core of the flame, its temperature dropping to roughly half at the outermost edges). In flight, Jason is not particularly fast compared to Mimring, but makes up for it in endurance and sheer power. He has a bite strength of roughly 3500 psi.
-- New Hide: Due to the nature of shapeshifting- in particular often growing a completely new skin when he transforms- superficial injuries may be healed upon shift. Shallow cuts, scrapes, and bruises will be healed entirely, deeper wounds such as stabs and bad chemical burns may only heal as far as the hypodermis in order to stem bleeding and contact pain, and serious injuries such as broken bones may only partially heal. Depending on the wound's severity, repeated shifting will often result in scarring.
-- Form Hybridization:Jason is capable of only partially shifting from one form into another, allowing him to combine the traits of two or more animal forms into one. Though this is often used to give his human form claws or flightless animals wings, he can also control his size to an extent. This generally depends on the size disparity between two forms- he can, for example, be a wolf the size of a bear, but not a rat of equal size. In general, size control will only completely work if the larger of the two forms is no more than three or four times the size of the smaller. Additionally, traits that are not purely anatomical can be hybridized as well, augmenting his senses even further or allowing his non-dragon forms limited access to his fire.
-- Collateral Knowledge: Being that Jason regularly transitions in and out of various animal forms, he has acquired extensive knowledge of anatomy, biology, and aerodynamics as they apply to any of his forms- for example, he knows exactly where to strike the average human to deal maximum damage, the most lethal methods of killing at his disposal, and how an animal's shape and weight affect its ability to fly.
+ Dracomancy: Jason has a psychic and spiritual affinity with dragons. While this has applications in hypnosis-like "mind" control, Jason is less skilled in this aspect of it and thus cannot reliably use it in combat. Instead, his most prominent use of the ability is the powerful bond he shares with Mimring. This bond is rooted in both mind and soul, and the two act as a single unit in combat despite being two separate beings. This allows them open telepathic communication between each other only, allowing for not only words and conversation to pass between them, but also vague ideas, images, and emotions as well.
-- Shared Information: Due to the telepathic nature of their link, Mimring and Jason can easily perceive the world through both their own senses and each others'. While the most commonly used senses are vision and hearing, it applies to all of them except tactile senses such as pain, pressure, and temperature, which can be communicated if need be rather than felt. This can be actively "turned off" if the need arises, but is passively active by default. While Jason relies heavily on survival instinct in combat, much of this instinct is in reality input from Mimring conveying information to him and causing an instinct-like reaction. The nature of this shared information with Mimring is such that Jason is used to mental strain from sensory overloads, and thus has developed a resistance to mind-altering effects and mental manipulation or control. He passes this resistance along to Mimring.
-- Spiritual Conduit: Mimring and Jason are so intrinsically linked that they each have developed a version of each others' primary powers (see Spirit Link abilities in both profiles).
-- Shared Life Energy: The spiritual nature of their bond is such that the very essence of life flows easily from dragon to master. While killing one will not instantly cause the other to die, Mimring and Jason can share their life force with one another to augment healing, restore stamina, and revitalize the recipient. This has multiple applications, such as staving off the effects of pain, poisons, and severe blood loss for long enough that they can secure victory in battle. It is not infallible, however, and while it can greatly mitigate weakness induced from these sorts of effects it cannot completely prevent death in the most severe of cases. Because of the nature of his link with Mimring, Jason has the natural lifespan of a dragon, and thus does not visibly age beyond his prime (late 20's) when under the influence of any sort of temporal acceleration effects.
+ Spirit Link - Electroimpery: As part of the Spiritual Conduit of Jason's Dracomancy, he has developed the ability to use Mimring's Electroimpery as if it was his own. As Jason is less skilled in this ability than Mimring, he primarily uses it to attack with lightning and similar electrical discharge-based assaults. Though his targeted range (aiming specifically for one target) is similar to that of Mimring's, it becomes less accurate both with more targets and with longer distance.
-- Magnetism: Like Mimring, Jason is able to use his control over electricity to change the magnetic charge, as well as its ability to hold said charge, of nearby objects. It can also be user to change an object's ability to react to the charges of other objects (allowing paramagnetic and diamagnetic objects to be affected more strongly). The effect is strongest upon contact, but usable within a moderate distance of about ten meters, with this range more than tripled with metallic objects. That being said, the effect weakens somewhat with both distance and weight- for example, he would be able to cause a small metal disk (of a pound in weight) thirty meters away to fly to his hand, but no matter how close he is he will not be able to draw a cargo ship to himself. As a rule of thumb, the lighter object will be pulled to the heavier, or if the two objects are relatively similar in weight, he may be able to pull a heavier object partway towards the lighter. This ability is limited primarily by the weight of the target object; at medium range, he can usually move or sometimes even lift objects up to 10 tons.
-- Electroreception and Magnetoreception: (These abilities are identical to Mimring's version of them in terms of both potency and function; see his profile for details)
Minor Abilities:
+ Heat Resistance: Draconic blood flows through his veins, a species that not only tolerates but thrives in the heat of volcanic regions. As a human (as well as any other non-dragon forms), Jason is able to withstand heat roughly equal to that of the core of a typical wood fire. As a dragon, he takes no ill effects from temperatures matching the heat of his own flames.
+ Augmented Senses: Euthoran Shapeshifters have perhaps the most unparalleled senses of any creatures native to their world. The most prominent of these senses are vision and hearing- both are extremely acute, and the reflective and faintly luminous nature of their eyes allow them clear and sharp low-light vision. Jason can hear and see more than twice as well as a normal animal of whatever form he has taken (with feline-like night vision in all forms), while his sense of smell is roughly equal to that of a wolf's in all forms that do not normally reach this acuity of smell.
+ Heightened Reflexes/Survival Instinct: Because of his nature as a wild, predatory creature, Jason has an inherent survival instinct and feline-like reflexes that see much use in combat. While he does make use of having a functional second set of eyes in Mimring to stay aware of his surroundings, he is naturally inclined to "tune in" to what's going on around him to mitigate unpleasant surprises. In the midst of battle there is often little time for thought- there is only time for action and reaction. Thus, when he registers hostile action- be it executed or preparatory- Jason will instinctively react to evade, block, or intercept it. This helps him react more quickly and reflexively overall, even if the human part of his brain doesn't immediately register what is about to happen.

Equipment:
-- "Flaming Burst" Composite Longbow: A beautifully, ornately carved composite recurve longbow made from dragonbone. It is ivory-colored with thin, golden inlays that make fire-like patterns and grooves along the weapon. Because of the nature of dragon bones as needing to be dense enough to support their weight yet light enough to fly, the bow is supple and light but solid and difficult to break. However, because the bone needed to be carved and then thinned to be the correct size for a human to wield, it yields to the user drawing the bowstring back to shoot. Its bowstring is tough animal sinew, likely also from a dragon.

Its arrows are long, thin, and mostly black, though the fletching is striped with bright red. Both the shaft and the arrowhead are made from titanium aluminide, with aluminum fletching. The arrowhead is a contracting stem point, with serrated obsidian edging for its sharpness. The fletching is a low-profile, shield-cut, helical fletch to maximize stability and speed and to minimize noise and drag. As a whole, the arrows are lightweight and very stable in the air, with accuracy depending primarily on the shooter rather than wind conditions and weight of the arrow.

The bow is enchanted with an effect that only becomes apparent when it is used to shoot an arrow (any arrow can be used, but Jason prefers his own). Upon impact with any solid surface when the arrow is shot with the bow, it will ignite from the arrowhead and release a localized but violent explosion of flame. Both the heat of the fire and the force of the explosion can be lethal to humans and most large animals without natural armor. The arrow will still ignite if it sticks into the target, rather than just bouncing off or being deflected. The arrow remains intact from the force of its own explosion and may be reused if retrieved, but will only have the combustion effect if shot specifically from Jason's bow. Immediately after use, the metal of the arrow still carries the heat and is at a temperature of approximately 200 °C, and gradually cools down over the next few minutes. It is also this temperature in flight, before impact. It may faintly glow red during this period due to the heat of the metal. If a wooden arrow is shot instead of a metal one, it will catch fire during the combustion process and disintegrate after impact.

The arrows and bow both respond to psychic command for the "activation" of their effects, meaning Jason can either delay the explosion or prevent it altogether if needed. By default, however, the arrows will ignite instantly upon impact.
-- Pentagram Pendant: A black leather cord around Jason's neck holds an intricate pendant. This pentagram, made from silver, has a brass attachment set on the front, holding a smooth, circular sapphire. The sapphire seems to flicker in warm light, as if there is fire trapped within it, and also glows in response to Jason's mood, casting a bright blue light in combat when Jason is angry.

The pendant is finely attuned to Jason's soul and contains a nonessential fragment of it. It thus acts as a defensive measure, reacting violently when anyone that Jason's soul does not "recognize" touches it or Jason himself. As such, when Jason is physically touched by anyone else other than Mimring, the pendant will react by sending a pulse of energy outward from Jason's body, resulting in an attack not dissimilar to a potent electrical shock, but is not electrical in nature. This is intensified when the pendant itself is touched, and can cause severe burns or even death on prolonged contact. This energy has no effect whatsoever on Jason and Mimring and is conducted by moderately short (arm's length) tools and weapons.

NPC: Mimring

Name: Mimring Thunderscale (Memiring Atirifámi; Radiant Scales of Lightning)
Hex Color: #CD7F32
Gender: Male
Age: Undefined
Race: Euthoran Dragon (hybrid of Plated Firedrake (Vulcus Vulcus Loricatus) and Stormcloud Firedrake (Vulcus Vulcus Fulminifer))
Height: 50 feet long; 90 foot wingspan; 10 feet tall at shoulder
Weight: Do you want to calculate the weight of a 50-foot dragon?
Appearance: Mimring has brilliantly metallic golden copper scales with darker copper plates along his neck, back, tail, wings, and limbs (the armored plates on his spine and wing fingers carry dark reddish bands across the middle). Two swept-back golden horns decorate his crested head, which sports a beak-like snout. Just below his horns are two colorful lime-green fans with bright red splotches, which flare open as a warning when Mimring is angry. His eyes are sharp and almost the exact same shade of green as Jason's, and his underbelly and wing membranes are a light golden bronze. His front legs are armed with a long, vaguely lightning-shaped blade at the joints, and three ivory talons with an additional dewclaw. His back legs are very similar, but sport no blade. Mimring is long, lean, and fairly lightweight for his size, with most of his length being his tail.

Along his back grow ten darker copper plates, which end just before the first of the two rings on his tail, the tip of which is armed with a wicked, though chipped, blade. This blade is silver-black and very light, though sturdy and difficult to break. On his wing arms are five short plates each- two before the elbow and three after. His four wing fingers also carry longer plates (about the length of those on his back); four on the leading edges, and three on each of the two remaining fingers. His front legs have three short plates (two before the elbow and one after) whereas his hind legs have five (two before each joint and one on the digitigrade foot). Those pointing to his joints are duller at their tips, to avoid stabbing himself by accident. His scales (and by extension his armored plates) have resistance, strength, and properties comparable to grade 6 Titanium alloy. Mimring's claws are semi-retractable and the dewclaw on his forelegs is opposable.

Mimring has two very small chin spikes made from bone, and his nostril ridges are spiked. On either side of his swept-back crest, spiked eye ridges protrude slightly from his head, shielding his eyes from both the sun and attacks from above. The spikes on these ridges have dark tips similar to the bands on his plates, while the ridges themselves and the bridge of his snout are a brighter shade of red. These crests and eye ridges, along with his horns, are known as the "crown" of a dragon's skull and are made from dense bone and metal, and are meant to defend against attacks from above, from other dragons. The plates on his underbelly are leathery and slightly flexible, as are the rings on his tail. Mimring's tail-tip is forked due to a slight genetic mutation in the egg; the non-bladed fork is undecorated, flexible, and fully functional, though seems to contain partially undeveloped nerves, as it can be slashed at with little pain.

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-- Photon Dragon: [Click] (this is an approximation and a screenshot from Skyrim. Photon Dragon resembles one of these, but made from lightning rather than fire.)

Personality: In general, Mimring is calm and cool-headed, neutral to those that have neither earned his trust nor his enmity. He does not trust easily, and even individuals he has known for a long while may be regarded with neutrality, or at worst, suspicion. Mimring is careful by nature and constantly vigilant, analyzing the situation around him in order to best deal with it. The dragon mildly dislikes direct conflict, but will engage in it without hesitation if he feels that he must.

Mimring can be described, especially by his enemies, as aggressive and controlling. Proud as any dragon, he is fiercely defensive of his territory and will frequently drive away intruders if he feels that they pose even the slightest threat to his own status quo. Particularly aggressive around other dragons, Mimring can be incredibly high-strung around other members of his species and is ferocious and vengeful to his enemies. Mimring has a spiteful and vindictive side, and holds a grudge for potentially years.

On the other hand, to those who have earned Mimring's friendship, the dragon is caring and loyal. Mimring acts as a guardian and voice of reason to Jason Shaver, having essentially raised him. Other dragons connected with Jason are also subject to Mimring's softer and more friendly side. By instinct, Mimring is highly protective of those he cares about, and will put his life on the line to defend them. On the rare occasions where he and Jason fundamentally disagree, Mimring will place his full trust in Jason's judgement, and would gladly follow Jason into Hell and back even if his master is following a path the dragon does not agree with.
Backstory: Fleeting memories and images similar to Jason's flit by in Mimring's mind, some in line with Jason's, some having nothing to do with him, and some in direct contradiction. He feels reasonably certain that his "true" memories are ones which include the two of them together, but of those he is not certain which. He cares even less about these conflicting and confusing memories than Jason does, however- all he cares about is that his master is safe, alive, and content.

In almost all of his memories, he sees blue and silver brothers, nest-mates that live under watchful eyes of a blue and a white in an isolated cave high in cold mountains. He feels certain that he frequently fought over the nest with his silver sibling, and that at some point his blue sibling was killed in the scuffles. He remembers chasing the silver completely out from his cave, and then not seeing hide or tail of him for years.

His memories from here are fuzzy. One part of him tells him that Jason found him accompanied by a dull gray dragon, and that was when he became Jason's steadfast partner. Another tells him that he joined a dragon-human war, and was forced to work alongside his silver brother, and Jason found him then. These two different memories correlate with Jason's own, so they have reason to believe one of these is true.

But it is neither here nor there, and in the end it does not matter, as neither can figure out how to get "home" in the first place. For now, each must make the best of their current situation. This strange world, alien to both, may as well be their new home now.

"Right or wrong, I will follow you to the ends of the earth."

Major Abilities:
+ Spectrum Firebreath: Mimring has the odd ability to breathe his dragonfire in various colors, with each color corresponding to a different effect. Most of these flames have similar physical properties unless noted otherwise. His default is the typical orange-yellow of normal flames, and has only a slightly higher temperature than an average brush fire. His blue flames "burn" at roughly -40 °C; aside from the freezing-cold temperature, this color spreads and otherwise acts like any normal fire. White flames burn at a temperature that is not hot enough to damage and instead feels pleasantly warm; these have the property of healing surface wounds up to and including shallow muscle severing. It relieves pain and stops bleeding, but must make contact with wounds to heal them and thus cannot normally heal broken bones. It cannot restore lost limbs. Green flames have the property of stripping away protections such as forcefields, auras, and other non-physical or energy-based defensive measures which would block an assault (on prolonged contact only); it burns at a temperature comparable to normal fire, but the longer it hits a barrier or aura the weaker or thinner the protection seems to become until it fades or breaks completely, usually after no more than about six seconds total. Lastly, cyan flames cannot be smothered by water or dirt as with a normal fire, and will continue burning even in these conditions.
-- Spectrum Aura: In addition to breathing fire, Mimring can apply the effects of his different fire colors as short-range auras (extending a few feet outward from him in all directions) that then simulate the fire's effects to either himself and Jason (for beneficial effects) or enemies that get too close (for harmful effects). His auras may be intensified to create an extreme of the effect- for example, setting himself ablaze with an orange aura or coating himself with a green aura and ramming into a barrier to break it.
+ Electroimpery: Generation and manipulation of electricity; Mimring has all but mastered his ability to control electricity and effects stemming from it. Aside from techniques detailed below, his most common tactics are to use electricity to directly attack his opponent, primarily with bolts and discharges of electricity comparable to the power and potency of a lightning bolt. Less common but just as useful is him actively converting the electricity into a crackling aura similar to his Spectrum Auras. While it does not have the raw lethal power of his more direct attacks, it can still stun an opponent who has come too close to him and very easily kill after extended contact.
-- Magnetism: Mimring is able to use his control over electricity to change the magnetic charge, as well as its ability to hold said charge, of nearby objects. It can also be user to change an object's ability to react to the charges of other objects (allowing paramagnetic and diamagnetic objects to be affected more strongly). The effect is strongest upon contact, but usable within a moderate distance of twenty meters, with the range approximately tripled for metallic objects. That being said, the effect weakens somewhat with both distance and weight- for example, he would be able to cause a small metal disk (of a pound in weight) fifty meters away to fly to him, but no matter how close he is he will not be able to draw a cargo ship to himself. As a rule of thumb, the lighter object will be pulled to the heavier, or if the two objects are relatively similar in weight, he may be able to pull a heavier object partway towards the lighter. Because of his greater size and overall mastery of the ability, Mimring has a much larger weight threshold than Jason, even in his Darkwing Firedrake form. This ability is limited primarily by the weight of the target object; at medium range, he can usually move or sometimes even lift objects up to 15 tons.
-- Photon Dragon: Should he need the speed or mobility, Mimring can coalesce his mass into mostly energy, giving him the appearance of being a highly draconic isolated bolt of lightning. His speed is drastically increased and far outpaces that of most creatures and projectile weapons such as bullets. In this state he is able to zip around the battlefield and through the air, leaving a trail of electricity in his wake and a constant crackling hum around him. He is able to pass through mundane water and metal as if it isn't there and without ill effect, and emits a bright light that is uncomfortable- but not quite blinding- to directly look at. He is mostly physically intangible (weapons and physical attacks will phase through him and often harm the attacker), but can still be damaged by other energy-based assaults. As Mimring is made primarily of electricity in this state, physical contact with him is akin to an electrical shock and will damage the attacker.
---- Burning Sky Conflux: In his Photon Dragon state, Mimring has coalesced most of his mass into pure electrical energy. As such, while in this state, he is able to discharge this energy out from him in an electrical storm-like effect. When he does this, he splits himself into multiple different arcs of electricity to attack vaguely random areas of the battlefield (he can generally aim towards a specific area, but cannot strike with precision). After this technique is finished he rematerializes in his Photon Dragon state exactly where he had been before. He cannot make any action or keep track of the battlefield until he has rematerialized, and is only capable of registering information that Jason directly communicates to him. Mimring is able to delay his reformation if needed, following Jason's command to stay dormant or to return to physicality. Between the end of the attack and his reformation, Mimring exists as a faint, atmospheric buzz of electricity in the general area that has no harmful effect by itself.
-- Radioluminescence: Mimring can emit strong but ultimately harmless radiation in a pulse which can either be a narrow, directed shot towards a target or a faint, relatively short-range (a few feet outwards from him) wave with him at the epicenter. In both cases, the radiation travels about as fast as his electricity, and carries a soft white light to it. Targets and objects of interest hit by this radiation suffer no ill effects and emit light and a weak electrical charge for several minutes (affected targets must be acknowledged by and known to Mimring). This radiation does not spread and only affects what it directly hits.
-- Electroreception: Like animals such as sharks, Mimring has the ability to inherently sense electrical currents and impulses. While he can use this to detect phenomena such as electromagnetic radiation and thunderheads, he primarily uses it in combat to detect enemies and their movements even if he cannot expressly see them. He uses this ability to both keep a metaphorical eye on Jason and his surroundings, and to stay focused on what an enemy may be doing.
-- Magnetoreception: Similarly to his electroreception, Mimring can detect magnetic fields, even ones which are not his own. Like many animals such as birds, the primary function of this extra sense is to keep himself oriented in both position and location. He is also able to detect the magnetic charge, and the strength of that charge, of objects so that he does not have to waste time changing the charge of a potential object of interest himself. Objects made from ferromagnetic or anti-ferromagnetic materials can also be detected.
+ Spirit Link - Shapeshifting: Obtained from his powerful spiritual bond with Jason, Mimring is able to change his shape, but this ability works in a very different fashion from his master's. The dragon is able to mold his form into that of armor or weapons- in fact, usually starting a battle with Jason clad in brassy-copper armor with the same strength and resistance as his dragon's scales- and typically takes the form of a one-handed sword or a bow when used as a weapon. Because of his electroreception, magnetoreception, and shared information with Jason, Mimring is perfectly aware of their surroundings when he is in these forms despite not having any physical method of observing his environment.
-- Spectrum Aura (Weapons and Armor): Even when in the form of weapons or armor, Mimring is able to emit an aura corresponding to various fire colors. The color of the aura often depends on what form he has taken and what the aura's intended purpose is- for example, if he is a sword with a blue aura, he may be intending to freeze the opponent, and if he is armor, he may just be chilling the air around Jason as a defense. Uniquely, when taking the form of a bow, the aura is instead applied to the arrows. Of note, his orange aura will trigger the ignition of Jason's arrows despite him not being the enchanted bow.
Minor Abilities:
+ Heat Resistance: Like Jason, Mimring has a high tolerance and resistance to heat, able to withstand similar temperatures as his master's Darkwing Firedrake form, and potentially even higher. He feels no ill effects from his hotter auras, from incoming electricity, or from Jason's flames.
+ Augmented Vision: Mimring's eyes have very dense retinas, allowing him excellent visual clarity even from long distances and small details. His vision during the day exceeds that of birds of prey (and can see the ground perfectly clearly even when flying among the clouds), and his night vision is clearer than that of most diurnal birds. Mimring's eyes automatically develop a sort of protective film when exposed to water, which rapidly dries when he surfaces. This allows him to see clearly under water without having to blink excessively when drying. The clarity of his vision in general allows him to spot and register minute movements, high-speed motion, and slight visible changes around him.

[TZDL2017] Junction vs Keileon - QuarterFinals

A striking sense of familiarity unnerves the pair, but with all of their foggy memories it seemed as if it should not be important. And yet somehow it does, impossibly, both of them are stricken with a very definite sense of something known, something familiar, something wrong.

We've been here before.

Neither know how this can be possible and neither know how they know it. But both sense that it is an undeniable fact, as surely as the two of them are alive in that chamber at that very moment. But what of it? Why does this sense that they have trodden the sand in this pyramid before stand out as so important? Memories, at least specific ones, of this place don't bubble up to the surface of cognition, and yet they know in their very cores that this is certainly not their first time being in the chamber. Is the broken pillar evidence of, perhaps, a previous fight they took part in? What of the unmistakable skeleton of a dragon below, which both regard with the strangest sense of grief? Of sorrow, of mourning, of regret?

The brassy-copper dragon shakes his head as if to dispel the unbidden pain and the thoughts that accompany it. There is no reason he should feel sorrow over a nameless dragon's remains, certainly not when he can't remember any specific or clear faces or names to put to the corpse. And so he resigns himself to casting his emerald gaze about the impossibly-lit tomb, analyzing everything from the lay of the land, to potential cover, to checking to see how high he can get away with flying. A black scarab skitters from the dragon's position and crawls up a broken pillar nearby; the beast seems to pay it no mind, neither a glance nor a snort. For what reason, of course, would a mighty dragon have to grace a mere insect with its attention?

The reality is far from this appearance, however. Opting for stealth, cover, trickery, a shapeshifter's first impulse would normally be to find some mighty beast to lurk and then strike from shadows- a wild cat, perhaps, or a lethally venomous serpent. But no, with the distraction that is his soul-bound partner, best friend, brother in arms, he can afford to hang back, as it were, and enter battle at his leisure. Nobody can have any reason to suspect that anything other than the obvious dragon in front of them is their enemy, a mighty beast of legend that looks perfectly at home in the aesthetics of ancient Egypt: dazzling metallic copper-brass scales matching the bronze and gold coloration normally associated with this place.

Indeed, one who has no experience with the dragon and his master, and their tactics employed, might think the dragon is a guardian, a safeguard against grave-robbers or perhaps just a wandering beast that chose the treasure-laden pyramid as its roost. For dragons have a distinct reputation of being lovers of treasure- gold, jewels, precious statues- perhaps this one thinks to claim the chamber in which it stands as its lair, and will fend off intruders with tooth and flame so that it might keep whatever secrets and hidden glories that the famed civilization chose to bury in their ruins?

In reality Mimring has no such interest in things such as these, and only stands vigil to his master who is lying in wait on the side of a broken pillar. But if this image suits Jason, he will gladly play the role of an Egyptian guardian, and woe be to the enemy who is lulled into false security by the enemy being such an obvious, large target.

A static hum crackles through the air as Mimring's scales bristle in anticipation, their sharp edges making him appear larger, perhaps spiked.

We have come this far. There is no sense in losing our momentum now.

[TZDL2017] Keileon vs DocDocter - Preliminaries

The wait would itself have been annoying were Jason not a predatory creature, used to such delays, ever-patiently waiting for the prey to show itself and its weak points. And reveal itself his prey did, after maybe a minute of Jason standing around and breathing in the stale air and smell of old crops. His and his companion's extra sensory capabilities picked up the man first, long before he entered into view, a faint but complex network of electrical impulses bounding towards the scene where battle would be held. Jason kept his eyes closed until his enemy entered a range at which the Shapeshifter could hear his approach.

Sharp green eyes watched the bear of a man with an indifferent expression that could only be described as totally, utterly bored. A well-built body, surely after years of honing it, beginning to stretch and limber up and yet all Jason did to react was watch neutrally. Gauntleted arms crossed as some part of him wanted to walk away from this strangeness in front of him, but he gave no outward indication that he was anything but indifferent to his opposition. Already, Jason's gaze flicked to various parts of his adversary's body, not in admiration but in cold calculation. The fact that his man was so proudly and thoroughly displaying his form and physique only served to allow a latent predator, a dormant wolf, a good look at his prey and any potential weak spots.

... Does he even know I'm here?

But finally the man straightened up, finished with his exercises, and looked directly at his somehow-still-there enemy, an armor-clad teenager. An eager joy and warmness not fitting the situation or bearer was plain as day on his face, to which Jason could only raise an eyebrow to. He would have snorted at what he could only describe as naïveté were he not just wanting to get the battle started. He of course displayed none of his growing impatience, simply giving his enemy a cold smile in return. Some were simply too enthralled by bloodlust and the thrill of battle, he supposed.

The moment Gonad opened his mouth, the crack of lightning interrupted him.

It seemed that Jason's impatience had somewhat won out, or perhaps he wasn't in the habit of recognizing that his opponent was attempting to converse with him when both were clearly there to fight, most likely to the death. A bolt of electricity arced straight for Gonad, a seemingly simple enough attack that probably served to mask what them happened immediately after- no, near-simultaneously. The boy took a step back, away from Gonad- and suddenly he had grown, the golden armor transforming with him so that the protective horned crown now framed the head of a black dragon. Wings that were suddenly somehow there beat against the muggy air and stagnant dirt and crisp wheat as a fully-grown dragon took to the air.

He had to restrain himself from setting the entire wheat field ablaze.