@Stekkmen
Guess he's gonna need a heavy jacket, or someone needs to carry a fucking portable heater or torch.
Guess he's gonna need a heavy jacket, or someone needs to carry a fucking portable heater or torch.
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@Eyeruption
Dragons in different myths were able to shape shift into human disguises, and this is also apparent in many modern medias such as DND (Especially in the infamous 4th edition where dragons shape shifted into human disguises to breed with humans to make half-dragons) The methods vary between magic spells or natural magic powers.
Dragons in different myths were able to shape shift into human disguises, and this is also apparent in many modern medias such as DND (Especially in the infamous 4th edition where dragons shape shifted into human disguises to breed with humans to make half-dragons) The methods vary between magic spells or natural magic powers.
@Eyeruption I'm american, so yeah Farenheit. If your not very familiar with it room temperature is 70 F
@Stekkmen were brothers?
Name: Jackal Ventmaw
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Personality: Greedy, Cocky, Prideful, Stubborn, Short-tempered.
Powers/skills: His human form is weaker then his dragon form, as his human form is mostly for show. Like your typical dragon physical superiority and flight are to be expected. And like all dragons he is immune to fire, as he cannot be damaged by heat alone or be burned by any means. His greatest ability though is his fire manipulation, breathing amplified jets of flames, igniting his body on fire, or creating fireballs out of his hand. His flames are his most powerful and destructive weapons next to his natural weapons and armor-like scales. His scales are almost as durable as steel, making them hard to damage or puncture, however his underbelly instead has weaker scutes which serves as a weak spot. His tail can both function as a powerful, bone-breaking whip, or a spear due to the sharp biological spines and tip of the tail. His horns can be used for great impact damage, his claws and teeth are as effective in combat as they appear.
He cannot survive in cold climates, anything lower then 40 degrees can kill him by hypothermia, he doesn't tolerate with weather well unless it is above 60 degrees F, while he can use his own fire to warm himself this drains his energy faster and he won't typically last longer then five minutes. Ice and other related forms of attacks are also especially effective against him.
When enraged enough either by emotion, damage, or other such stress, he enters a berserk-like state in which he exhausts much more energy and becomes much more destructively violent. In such a state he may even consume human flesh or attack his comrades. He also looses all sense of pain, becoming almost unstoppable and relentless until either something manages to soothe his rage or he passes himself out. Due to unrestrained energy exhaustion he will last about 10 minutes in a berserk stage until he passes out, injuring him will quicken this timer. Once he exits this berserk stage he will be hit with all the pain he would have experienced during that state, as well as an overwhelming wave of exhaustion. Also while he is in a berserk state he doesn't necessarily think about anything else other then what has enraged him.
Due to his arrogance he often underestimates opponents and overestimates his own abilities against others and obstacles.
Equipment: Nothing but the clothes he wears, he has no regard for any tools or Trinkets and always assumes that his strength and ability alone is enough for any situation. He doesn't wish to use any tools or weapons, and he may insult others for relying on such.
Short Bio: Jackal was born from supposedly the last dragon egg, as dragons have been extinct for thousands of years. It is unknown, even to him, his exact origins beyond this, but he takes his own race with pride. However as he grew out of a hatchling he blended in with the world, using magic for a human disguise and taught himself of basic knowledge of society until he practically blended in with the very humans his kind has terrorized long ago. However as he grew older, and having no parental guidance, he became overly greedy and started a sort of 'job' at thievery, though he attempted stealth it usually ended up with him burning away a few guards and buildings in his heists and fleeing before the cops could arrive. His arsenic nature has nearly cost him discovery by authorities several times, putting him on edge. When he received the fateful message of the mysterious entity that knew of his existence, threatening his livelihood he had built up on his own, he didn't hesitate to do what the entity had requested.
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Personality: Greedy, Cocky, Prideful, Stubborn, Short-tempered.
Powers/skills: His human form is weaker then his dragon form, as his human form is mostly for show. Like your typical dragon physical superiority and flight are to be expected. And like all dragons he is immune to fire, as he cannot be damaged by heat alone or be burned by any means. His greatest ability though is his fire manipulation, breathing amplified jets of flames, igniting his body on fire, or creating fireballs out of his hand. His flames are his most powerful and destructive weapons next to his natural weapons and armor-like scales. His scales are almost as durable as steel, making them hard to damage or puncture, however his underbelly instead has weaker scutes which serves as a weak spot. His tail can both function as a powerful, bone-breaking whip, or a spear due to the sharp biological spines and tip of the tail. His horns can be used for great impact damage, his claws and teeth are as effective in combat as they appear.
He cannot survive in cold climates, anything lower then 40 degrees can kill him by hypothermia, he doesn't tolerate with weather well unless it is above 60 degrees F, while he can use his own fire to warm himself this drains his energy faster and he won't typically last longer then five minutes. Ice and other related forms of attacks are also especially effective against him.
When enraged enough either by emotion, damage, or other such stress, he enters a berserk-like state in which he exhausts much more energy and becomes much more destructively violent. In such a state he may even consume human flesh or attack his comrades. He also looses all sense of pain, becoming almost unstoppable and relentless until either something manages to soothe his rage or he passes himself out. Due to unrestrained energy exhaustion he will last about 10 minutes in a berserk stage until he passes out, injuring him will quicken this timer. Once he exits this berserk stage he will be hit with all the pain he would have experienced during that state, as well as an overwhelming wave of exhaustion. Also while he is in a berserk state he doesn't necessarily think about anything else other then what has enraged him.
Due to his arrogance he often underestimates opponents and overestimates his own abilities against others and obstacles.
Equipment: Nothing but the clothes he wears, he has no regard for any tools or Trinkets and always assumes that his strength and ability alone is enough for any situation. He doesn't wish to use any tools or weapons, and he may insult others for relying on such.
Short Bio: Jackal was born from supposedly the last dragon egg, as dragons have been extinct for thousands of years. It is unknown, even to him, his exact origins beyond this, but he takes his own race with pride. However as he grew out of a hatchling he blended in with the world, using magic for a human disguise and taught himself of basic knowledge of society until he practically blended in with the very humans his kind has terrorized long ago. However as he grew older, and having no parental guidance, he became overly greedy and started a sort of 'job' at thievery, though he attempted stealth it usually ended up with him burning away a few guards and buildings in his heists and fleeing before the cops could arrive. His arsenic nature has nearly cost him discovery by authorities several times, putting him on edge. When he received the fateful message of the mysterious entity that knew of his existence, threatening his livelihood he had built up on his own, he didn't hesitate to do what the entity had requested.
JACKAL VENTMAW
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I looked past the captain and towards the sea now, a bit dwelling in thought. I would get up from my respectful bow before continuing. "Obligation? I suppose thats the word that fits it. He is the only surviving member of our previous crew, aside from that treacherous captain who betrayed us. I won't dwell on it, but It isn't the first time I've lost a crew, so this is sort of my way of recovery. Without following Xerxes then I would perhaps be lost once again." I said my voice as distant as my ocean-gaze. "Albeit, his attitude and lack of morality can be frustrating. You on the other hand have a much less, wicked heart, from what I can tell. I do not require much other then to have a stable crew, or family if you will. So long as I have that, then I can surely serve in full to you so long as I am needed. It is the least I can do to repay you for freeing both me and Xerxes."
I fell onto my face, the next few moments were a blur, but I was lying there, my mind racing in confusion. I knew only one thing at that very moment. I hated him. My blood was boiling and I could barely control my temper at this point, it was beyond self control as flames erupted from every inch of my skin, eyes bloodshot, and I was nearly forced into transforming entirely into a dragon, however that part I gave much resistance too. I wasn't about to be kicked out of school on the first day after some little punk decided to mess with me. No. I couldn't let myself loose control to my sin. I'd grab the nearest stone next to me, crushing it in my hand as I began to count to 10. A method that I read humans used to manage their anger. 1...2....3....4... The flames had already started to weaken around me, there was a small crater beneath me though my clothes were barely scathed. 5....6.....7....8.. I felt the burden of anger begin to leave me, just enough to control my emotions. 9..10.. I ended with a sigh holding my head as if I just suffered a migraine. To stifle more of my anger I made sure to make a mental note I would kick this kid's ass when he wasn't looking.
@13org
On que, they started to pass me. However my sastisfaction of a plan going successful turned sour as one of the kids had insulted me. With a twitching eye I nearly snapped as I started to chase after him. Not for being late to class or not getting lost, no, a sudden urge of bloodshed had awoken my rage as I darted towards him, yelling in animated fury. "What did you say boy?!" I shouted as I followed in pursuit, though he was far more agile and quicker then me, I was just fast enough for him not to get out of my sights. "You better keep running before I char you bunny boy!"
On que, they started to pass me. However my sastisfaction of a plan going successful turned sour as one of the kids had insulted me. With a twitching eye I nearly snapped as I started to chase after him. Not for being late to class or not getting lost, no, a sudden urge of bloodshed had awoken my rage as I darted towards him, yelling in animated fury. "What did you say boy?!" I shouted as I followed in pursuit, though he was far more agile and quicker then me, I was just fast enough for him not to get out of my sights. "You better keep running before I char you bunny boy!"
I ended my conversation with the girl as I heard the bell ring for school. "Well shit, were gonna be late. Better get a move on lass." I gave her one last grin before I sprinted off with great speed, dashing and leaping off onto tree branch by tree branch until I made it at the school's entrance. I wasn't sure if I passed the former students or if they had already got into school. Since we were all first years I imagined we at least had the same started class or homeroom to go to, so I waited to see if any of those other kids that were also first years knew were they were going.
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