[SUDS] Modern Mythology

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These are reposts from pe2k, so I'll just put them in spoilers. Don't think I'm changing anything about them from over there.

Tiel

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Name: Tiel’crec (Pronounced Tea-el’crek.) He goes by Tiel (Tea-el).
Age: At least a thousand years old, if not more. Age is irrelevant to him. In human form he appears to be in his twenties.
Gender: Male.
Race: Thunderbird-Pheonix hybrid. He shares almost all his traits with phoenixes, so I shall define my version of them here. Phoenixes are grand, majestic birds that are most famous for one trait: they’re immortal. Phoenixes never die, instead when they are in a situation in which they would die; their bodies disappear in a flurry, and all that remains is an egg. When the egg hatches, the phoenix bursts out exactly as they had been before reverting into egg form, both physically and mentally. A phoenix can only truly die when they have decided they have lived long enough, and when they do die, sometime in the near future a new phoenix egg will be laid somewhere else in the world, keeping the population of phoenixes in the world always the exact same amount. After they reach maturity, phoenixes will never age, always remaining youthful, looking to be in their twenties. Now, phoenixes also are elementally related to fire, but this is irrelevant in Tiel’s case so I won’t elaborate. Please note that this is simply my personal version of a phoenix.

Affiliation: Secrecy. Tiel is so secretive he tends to hide from other mythological creatures as well, and only a few know of his existence.

Appearance: I just realized that Tiel has 4 different forms, so forgive me if I don’t include a ton of detail. Anyways, let’s begin.
In his natural form, Tiel takes the shape of a giant raven. He can vary the size considerably, the smallest size having a wingspan of about six feet, the largest size having a wingspan of fifty feet. His plumage is the glossy black of a raven’s wing, but the edges of the feathers are a bold yellow and the bases of the feathers an electric blue, with the black being between the two unnatural colors. Occasionally a blue static spark may shock between his feathers. His eyes are an unnaturally bright yellow with an electric blue halo surrounding the pupil.

In human form, Tiel stands at five feet eleven inches tall. His blond hair falls down past his ears, but it typically clumps together in spikes, sticking out together in every which way. (Think anime style messy spiky hair.) If one looks closely, they may notice his hair has a blue tint to it, and if one were to poke and prod around his head, they would soon discover that the roots of his hair are blue, with the odd strand never turning blond as it grew longer, adding to the electric blue tinge (Did you know tinge isn’t a word? I didn’t, but I like it, so I’ll use in anyways). His eyes are the same yellow with blue halo as in his natural form. A silver necklace in the shape of a single feather rests around his neck. He wears black combat boots, tan cargo pants, and a plain black shirt with slits cut in the back around the shoulders. From these slips, two wings protrude; they appear exactly as his wings do in his natural form.

Raven form is rather boring, as there isn’t much to write about. In raven form, Tiel looks like your typical raven, although slightly large than normal. His eyes are also the same as in his other forms: electric yellow with a halo of electric blue.

Finally, we get to egg form. At first glance, Tiel’s egg form looks like a glass orb. Although it is a bit heavy, it can fit into a man’s hand easily enough. Inside the sphere, blue electrical energy pulses and plays along this glass, almost like one of those static orbs that cause people’s hair to stand up.

Personality: Tiel is generally quiet and reserved, thinking his own thoughts. He tends to be rather shy, but this does not mean he will run away from people, but rather that it is rare for him to start a conversation and also may not speak up in discussions if he is not comfortable with enough of the people there. When he finally becomes comfortable with a person, some of the quietness goes away, although it still remains in his voice. He tends to be very inquisitive after he is made comfortable with someone, and it’s obvious he tends to think deeply. In human form, he is more likely to speak up even when he isn’t comfortable with a person, but it’s still a rather unlikely occurrence. Tiel generally has a kind and generous heart, but he is so quiet and shy that people tend not to realize he’s even around.

History: To be honest, Tiel’s history is rather boring. Despite being a hybrid coming from a phoenix father and a thunderbird mother, Tiel has always been accepted by the few other members of these species he’s met. Growing up he was kind, quiet, and studious, and his life was content. Long after he reached adulthood, he remained in his parents roost, for he simply could not be bothered to leave. Sadly, thunderbirds are not immortal like phoenixes, and two years in the past, his mother died of old age.

Over the next year, his father began returning to the roost less and less, and the few times he and Tiel did speak, Tiel’s father often suggested that he was soon going to allow himself to move onto the next life. About a year before the beginning of the rp, after another of his father’s visits, Tiel heard a loud shriek from around the roost. Eventually, he found feathers on the ground and a few other signs that his father had given up his immortality. Something about the scene felt strange, but he put the thoughts aside. Soon, he began traveling, his curiosity about the world too great, and as he began overhearing stories of supernatural creatures disappearing mysteriously, he started to worry that something sinister may have happened to his father. Because of this, he has begun searching for clues far and wide to see if he can find any evidence that his father is still somewhere out in the world. So far, he has found none.

Weapons/Abilities:
+Phoenix Immortality. Across all of his forms, if Tiel were to receive fatal wounds, he will revert into his egg form, to hatch from it again in three days’ time.

True form:
+Natural weapons. In his true form, Tiel has massive beaks and claws that can be used to rip things to shreds.
+Storm Magic. As an elemental creature, Tiel has deep connections to the power of the storm. In his true form, his powers are the strongest. He can generate and control massive amounts of electricity to do whatever he pleases, or summon winds comparable to the strongest storm. He can summon huge thunderstorms to boost his own power, or summon small lightning clouds to endlessly follow and shock a target.
+Shocking reversion. When Tiel is forced into his egg form from his true form, he releases one last powerful blast of electricity all around him which he can control well enough so that it does avoids allies.
+Easy transformation. When in his true form, Tiel can easily transform into his human or raven forms in a matter of thirty seconds or less. The process is painless for him, and the magic conveniently summons his clothes from whatever pocket dimension they’re in when he turns into a human. He can transform through most injuries or pain in this form.
+Size variance. When Tiel transforms into his true form, he can choose the size that he wishes to be, within certain parameters. Once he is in his natural form, he cannot change his size any longer. If he wishes to change his size, he must first transform into his human or raven form, and then back into his true form at the desired size.

Human form:
+Tiel still has access to all his Storm powers when in human form, although to a lesser degree than in his true form.
+Wings. Pretty straight forward, he has wings which give him the ability to fly. He has managed to use his magical power to create a weak spell around them to hide them, but since it is rather outside his elemental field, they are only protected from the sight of normal humans. Supernatural creatures or humans who know of the supernatural will most likely be able to see his wings just fine.
+Transformation. When in human form, it takes him around thirty seconds to return to his true form, and about a minute to transform into raven form. In human form, he can transform through some pain and injury, although not excessive amounts.

Raven form:
+The almost perfect disguise. When in raven form, no matter how well a person is able to pick out mythical creatures from a crowd, Tiel will not be recognized as a mythical creature. The only hint that he may be a mythical creature is his electric yellow eyes with their curious blue halo, and the fact that if he slips up, he might sound too human while talking.
+Tiel can still speak English while in Raven form, since ravens are language capable.
-Difficult transformation. Transforming into raven form is typically rather easy. To transform back into his true or human forms, Tiel must wait a full five minutes for the transformation to complete.
-Pain blocks transformation. If Tiel is injured or in serious pain when in raven form, he will be unable to transform back into his human or true forms.

Egg form:
+Power transferal. While in egg form, Tiel is able to give people holding his egg the ability to imperfectly control electricity and wind if he so desires. They shouldn’t try to do anything crazy though, as he can only give so much assistance in control.
+Telepathy. While in egg form, he has a short range telepathy, typically five feet around him, but if he concentrates he can speak over longer distances.
-He’s trapped in a freaking egg. He can barely do anything but wait around for three days until he hatches.
-The pain of immortality. Phoenixes must pay a price for their immortality. Although they can never be killed because of their ability to turn into their eggs, the process of turning into their egg form causes immense pain as their physical body is transformed into magical energy while they recuperate. And for Tiel, because he is not a true phoenix, the pain of turning into a magical "egg" is multiplied tenfold. Because of this, he will only use egg form when absolutely necessary. He would rather wait years for a serious injury to heal than to quickly heal the injury by forcing a situation that causes him to go into egg form, the pain is too great to even consider it.
-Imperfect immortality. Tiel is a hybrid, and although he was lucky enough to receive the gift of immortality from his phoenix parent, this immortality is not perfect, draining his life force whenever he reverts to egg form, and it takes him weeks to recover from this drain. The simplest way to explain how it works is a tier system. Whenever he transforms into an egg, he goes down a tier, and if a certain time limit is passed without transforming into an egg, he goes up one tier. Here are the tiers:
1. Perfectly normal.
2. Inability to transform into thunderphoenix form, weakness. 3 weeks without egg form to move up one tier.
3. In ability to transform into human or thunderphoenix forms. 2 weeks without egg form to move up one tier.
4. If this stage is reached, Tiel will fade from existence. Slowly, the electrical energy will dim from inside his egg until it is nothing more than a glass orb. The only way he can be saved from fading away is if someone else donates a significant portion of their life force to stabilize him. The person must have the knowledge and ability to do such a thing though, so it is unlikely this will happen.
-Raven incompatibility. This could also be put under his raven form, but I'll put it here. Because his raven form holds absolutely no magical power, if he is forced to transform into an egg from raven form, on the tier list above, he will drop two tiers, instead of one.

Celeste

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Name: Celeste
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Race: Griffin. I’m just going to shamelessly copy and paste from the Wikipedia article, because it states it the best. “The griffin is a legendary creature with the body, tail, and back legs of a lion; the head and wings of an eagle; and an eagle's talons as its front feet.” Griffins age at the same rate as humans, but their lifespans tend to last from 150-200 years. Griffins are very intelligent creatures, but they are unable to speak human languages, making it difficult to show that they are more intelligent than the beasts they appear to be.
Affiliation: While she wishes that she and her kind could go out into the world without having to hide, she does not believe that this is an achievable goal, so she begrudgingly supports secrecy.

Appearance: Griffins rarely stand taller than a human, and Celeste fits that mold. Standing next to an average sized male human, Celeste’s shoulder is even with their waist and the top of her head reaches their mid chest. Her wingspan is about seven feet, her wings strong and muscular to be able to sustain her weight in the air. Her ears sits atop her head, long and pointed, covered in soft feathers. For the most part, she looks to be a standard griffin with her tawny, muscular lion torso, hind quarters, and tail. Her eagle half is a bit more distinctive because of its unusual coloration. Her talons: a glossy dark black; her feathers: stark black; her beak: guess what, black; her eyes: a pale crème color, with reflective opal-colored flecks. What, you didn’t think those would be black, did you? On her forehead, if you can call it that, is a distinctive white mark that seems to be ingrained in her feathers. It stands out on her otherwise black feathers, a simple silvery-white circle with wavy lines appearing to radiate out from it, looking to be a stylized sun.

Although she does not know of it, and is unable to transform into it at the present time, Celeste has a human form. In human form Celeste is petite and frail, standing at five feet five inches tall. The best way to describe her features would be angelic; she has shoulder length light blond hair and pale skin. Her eyes are the same color as in her griffin form, a pale crème color with opal flecks inside. She wears a pure white hoodie with a zipper, very dark blue jeans, and white running shoes.

Personality: Celeste’s personality is harsh, abrasive, and fierce, quite fitting given her predatory appearance. Having only recently been released into society, Celeste has difficulties with things of a social nature. She doesn’t trust anyone, always suspecting they wish to do her harm or to take advantage of her. Intensely sarcastic, she doesn’t even need her claws to rake someone raw, and if she’s forced into doing something she dislikes, the offender is most likely going to hear about it for the next century. Although recently she has been discouraged from it, Celeste is on a “quest” to find the thing that can unlock the rest of her powers. She has lost some of her fervor in finding that goal, and has begun to look for someone to befriend, but if she hears any rumor of something that may unlock her magical seal, she will at the very least be tempted to leave whomever she is befriending. Despite her harsh nature, she does not like seeing others in pain, tending to sympathize with them. She doesn’t understand how human society can let people fall through the cracks, so she tends to be compassion for individuals society has left behind, and may even help or stand up for them. Whatever it is she gets into though, whether it was a job to deliver a bunch of cupcakes or to prevent a dragon from reaching her friends until they escape, she wholehearted puts all of her effort into it, no matter what the cost. She has an intense fear of confinement, so much so that she doesn’t even like to be inside buildings for more than a few seconds. If she ever befriends anyone, she is likely to have large personality swings as she tries to determine who she really is, as her personality has always been irrelevant to survival.

History: From the moment she hatched, Celeste was marked as special, different from the other hatchlings, with her black feathers and unique mark. Her elders did not understand what it meant, so they decided to ignore her specialness, and raised her the same as the other the hatchlings. Soon, she befriended another young griffin, named Destrian, and they became inseparable playmates, the troublemakers of the flock. For the most part, their trouble was harmless, and often their elders had difficulties keeping as straight face while punishing the pair for their mischief. But, unfortunately, those who get into harmless trouble find it much easier to get into serious trouble.

One day, Destrian and Celeste wandered away while the other young ones played, wanting to explore the wide world around them, like they often did. As night fell, the pair saw something strange, a flickering light that stayed close to the ground paired with the loud noises of some strange creature. Destrian wanted to turn back, but Celeste refused to listen, and so he begrudgingly followed. Slowly, they snuck up to the light and saw that all around it there were strange, furless, featherless creatures which were making the loud noises. The two young griffins were in awe of the strange beasts, and because of this, they let their guards drop. A loud noise screeched out from behind them, causing the two younglings to jump in fright. “Hey! Look what I fou-” The strange beasts never had a chance, shrieking griffins materializing from the wilderness all around them, protecting their young. Soon, the slaughter was over.

Celeste was expecting a harsh scolding and punishment after the incident, not fully understanding the situation she and her friend had caused. Instead, she received a lecture, and by the end her head with swimming with the new knowledge she had received. She had learned that the world was mostly run by those strange, naked beasts, and that the beasts were called humans. To stay safe, she and her flock lived in a remote corner of the world that was still rather lush, called Alaska by the humans, but there was still danger if their existence was to be discovered. She fell asleep with foul thought on her brain, mostly directed towards the humans. Why shouldn’t she and her kind be able to freely roam the world if they wished, it should be their birthright! When she awoke, she awoke in a completely different world.

Blinking, her vision hazy, she awoke to a bright light. Slowly, she stumbled to her feet, and instead of soft grass beneath her feet, there was something cold and hard, like stone. As her vision cleared, all she could see was grey, like the color of fog, but darker. The floor was grey. The ceiling was high above her short little head and it was grey. There were… walls surrounding her, but the walls were not like the cave walls she had been seen before. They were like saplings made of this dark grey material, with space in between them for the harsh light to shine through. And a few bruises later, she determined they were too strong to break through. After some time, a figure was visible in the light, walking towards her, and she identified it as another one of those human things. She decided that she despised them. It walked up to the enclosure she was in, and knelt down beside it so that they were at eye level with each other. Then suddenly, the human’s body began to twist and reshape itself. Celeste stumbled back as far as she could until she was pressing against the strange saplings on the other side. She stared wide eyed and in shock at what the human had become. It was her friend, Destrian! Before she could even begin to grasp the situation, he spoke to her.

He explained to her where she was, a facility designed to observe and study creatures that had powers beyond those they were supposed to, powers that were beyond normal. He explained that he was one of those creatures, a werecat (whatever that was) who was able to shapeshift beyond his limits into whatever creature form that he wanted, who had eventually become an agent of the facility. Here, she was to be taught about humans and the world under careful supervision, although always under lock and key, because she had already threatened the veil of secrecy carefully crafted by all nonhumans. Her special abilities had already been identified and sealed, and she would most likely never be taught to use them. She would live in the facility for her whole life, unless she was able to prove herself trustworthy enough to become a field agent, like he had become. Then her friend was gone, and she was left reeling from the events that had occurred.

It happened much like Destrian said, if that was really his name. She was taught of the world and its current state under human control. She was taught of the most common mythological creatures in the world and some of the more uncommon ones as well. But she was never allowed to fly, never allowed to be free, always in transit from one cage to another and back again, to do whatever she was told. She always resisted, but she soon learned how to resist without getting herself punished, never going too far. This is how she grew up, resenting her captivity and those who had put her there, and seemingly nothing changed. But behind the scenes, something had changed. Her childhood betrayer eventually became the other to oversee the facility and its operations, and perhaps out of guilt, or perhaps just because the time was right, he gave the order for her release.

The day started like any other, being ordered around from here to there, lessons from her annoying human teacher, examinations after. There had been some strange whisperings among the staff during her examination, and it seemed to take longer than normal, but she didn’t pay any attention to it. She was walked back to her cell, like normal, but instead of stopping, she was directed by her attendant to continue walking. Surprised and suspicious, Celeste was lead to a door, and through it there was nothing but a grassy expanse. Gingerly, she tread upon it, feeling it for the first time in a good fifteen years. She wasn’t given time to enjoy the moment however, as the attendant gave her the terms of her release. A very small amount of her powers had been unlocked, enough for her to survive in urban environments without disturbing the veil. The rest of her powers were locked, but the magical seal on them would fall away if she found a specific something that would unlock them. Other than that, she was free, although she was warned that if she were to take actions to disturb secrecy, agents of the facility were likely to attempt to pursue and contain her. Then, the attendant walked back into the facility, and she was free.

Weapons/Abilities:
Note: Celeste naturally has elemental abilities related to the element of light. However, a large amount of Celeste’s special abilities have been locked by a magical seal that is impossible to forcefully remove. She was told that she needed to find something to unlock it. This is a bit of an untruth. The seal is linked to her emotions, the more she learns to trust others, and the more of her powers will be unlocked. Given her background, it’s unlikely she’ll break the seal quickly. In this list, all things that are marked with an = sign instead of a + or – sign are currently locked until further notice.

Griffin form:
+Natural weapons. Griffins are equipped with sharp talons and beak, and her hind legs are those of a lion, so they can do some damage as well.
+Strength. Although not too much larger than a lion, griffins have immense strength, enough to carry off a horse larger than themselves if they so desired.
+Telepathy. Griffins cannot speak human languages. Celeste has the ability to make up with this with the ability of telepathy to the range of 100 feet, perhaps more if she pushes it.
+Iron will. For some unknown reason, perhaps because of their animalistic nature, a griffin’s mind is intensely difficult to psychically invade. Any psychic probes sent into Celeste’s mind, even if only to read thoughts will be instantly attacked by her own mind and she will know about the incurious immediately.
+Cat illusions. Along with telepathy, this is the only one of her special abilities currently at her disposal. Celeste can bend light to create the image of either a lion or a pure white, short-haired house cat. These are only visual illusions however, the house cat illusion easily broken if someone were to touch her physical form, which is larger than the size of the illusion. The lion illusion is a bit more difficult to break, but if someone were to feel her forequarters, they would feel feathers, and the illusion would break.
=Stronger offensive light based powers. The offensive side of her light based powers is strongest in griffin form. She can use her powers to empower her claws or to summon orbs of forceful light, perhaps a beam if she wished to. She can also empower others attacks to make them stronger with her powers. Perhaps I should include a little note on light magic. It functions quite a lot like force magic, but it is very visible and typically has more destructive raw power.
=Weaker defensive light based powers. Celeste’s light powers can also be used defensively, but in griffin form the defensive branch of her magic doesn’t work nearly as well as her offensive side does. She has the ability to create shields of force around herself and others. She can also create illusions, but these are much less convincing than illusions created in human form.
=Quick, effortless transformation. Because different aspects of her magic are stronger in different forms, Celeste cannot afford to be bogged down by a long transformation in combat. When she transforms, there is a blinding light that emanates from her, and when the light fades in about five seconds, she is in her other form. The clothes come as part of the transformation, how convenient.

Human form: (Currently, this whole form is locked.)
=Telepathy. Even though she can now speak English perfectly well, Celeste still has the ability of telepathy to the range of 100 feet, perhaps more if she pushes it.
=Iron will. For some unknown reason, perhaps because of their animalistic nature, a griffin’s mind is intensely difficult to psychically invade, and this trait carries on to her human form. Any psychic probes sent into Celeste’s mind, even if only to read thoughts will be instantly attacked by her own mind and she will know about the incurious immediately.
=Stronger defensive light based powers. Celeste’s defensive light powers are strongest in human form. She has the ability to create shields of force around herself and others. She can also create illusions, and these illusions are strong enough where if she concentrates, she can fool all of the five senses. It takes a considerable amount of extra effort to trick any sense besides sight and sound however.
=Healing magic. In human form, Celeste has access to a branch of her magic that is completely unavailable to her in griffin form. Healing is not easy, far from instant, and quickly exhausting, but it works, and that’s what counts.
=Weaker offensive light based powers. The offensive side of her light based powers is weaker in human form. She can still do all the same things in her human form as in her griffin form, but it is much more difficult and much less effective.
=Quick, effortless transformation. Because different aspects of her magic are stronger in different forms, Celeste cannot afford to be bogged down by a long transformation in combat. When she transforms, there is a blinding light that emanates from her, and when the light fades in about five seconds, she is in her other form. The clothes come as part of the transformation, how convenient.

Rise

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Name: Raisoren Driike (Pronounced “Rise-oh-ren Dreek”) He typically goes by Rise, and occasionally goes by Ren.
Age: Somewhere in the 200-300 range, he never bothered to keep track. He appears to be in his twenties, like many dragons do with their youthful appearances.
Gender: Male
Race: Western Dragon. Someone else has already defined western dragon parameters in another sign-up, so restating them would be redundant. The only notable difference from that definition is that Rise could be a classified as “lukewarm blooded”. While he is technically a coldblooded creature, he channels his draconic fire abilities to quickly warm up his own blood, making the cold-bloodedness almost a moot point. His subspecies was long considered to have died out, but in the past they have been called “Dragon Slaying Dragons” because of their unique abilities which put them at a distinct advantage against other dragons in a fight.
Affiliation: Well…. Although not part of a group, he’s pro-secrecy, but his personality makes him a headache for those who wish for secrecy, constantly causing disturbances with humans for the fun of it.
Appearance: In human form, which is what he tends to keep himself in, Rise stands at a solid five feet nine inches tall. If some crony had to describe him to their evil mob boss after being beaten up or whatever cronies do, all they would have to say is, “It was that guy with the cheeky grin, he did it!” and Rise would be found pretty quickly. He just can’t keep the mischievous half-smile off his face, and he loves to flash his sharp pearly-whites before biting into someone with equally vicious words. His grey eyes might be considered enchanting to a normal person, all throughout the ash colored pupils there are veins of red and orange, almost like magma seeping through a crack in hardened stone. His obsidian hair is barely long enough to cover the points on the ends of his ears and its contrast with his pale white skin makes it appear even glossier than it is. He wears clothes that don’t stand out too much: plain black shoes, dark jeans, a dark black shirt, and a black jacket for when it’s cold. Around his waist he wears a plain brown canvas belt with loops for holding knives. Inside the loops are four pairs of throwing knives, probably made of steel.
In dragon form he is surprisingly small for a dragon, only about fourteen feet long and five feet tall, but don’t let this fool you, he is fully grown. His wings normally fold rather neatly on his back, and when unfolded are about 24 feet wide. His scales are the same ashen grey color as his eyes in human form and between the scales a red-orange glow emanates. The veins in his wings are strikingly noticeable against his almost see-through wingflesh. The blood is visible in them, a deeper crimson than even blood should be, and they give off the red-orange glow as well. On his neck, there is a set of three scars down the left side, devoid of any scales. His eyes are a fierce red-orange and they glow, the glow even stronger when he uses his abilities. His head is streamlined, with almost no protective scales on it and his teeth still have that same white shine, although they are much sharper than in human form. His whole body is built to be aerodynamic and it shows, with a long spineless ridge leading back to his tail, which has special winglike flaps for control.
Personality: Rise treats everything in life with disdain, humans high ranking on his list of things disliked. But his disdain is not limited to only humans. Were-creatures and vampires are as good as humans, and both fae-folk and demon-kin are only slightly above them. And fellow dragons? Pah! Not like he’ll ever meet one again, but he considers them below humans, although he’ll probably treat one with curiosity as well if he ever meets one. He doesn’t display this disdain by being aloof and haughty though, oh no, that would be much too typical and nothing like him. Instead, he likes to mess with people, play pranks and jokes, and perhaps lash them with sarcastic remarks. And he loves watching the humans flee by throwing a fireball into some pathetic warehouse or bar he might come across when he gets really bored. He also tends to be nosy and curious, getting into other people’s business. Deep down, he might actually have a kind soul, but none of the general riff-raff, that is everyone, would ever get through to him, so what does it matter?
History: Rise has been an aimless wanderer for a while now, causing trouble where he pleases and then running off. Perhaps if he actually cared to think of his early days, he might change his ways, but the thoughts are still too raw to be treated with anything but anger. Long ago he had a family. His mother and her mate reared their offspring in some unnamed desert, which is quite a favorable climate for dragons, and he was taught that there was actually a large a concentration of dragons in the area, although they kept to themselves, so he never met them. His life was happy and enjoyable, and so he grew and was happy. That was until his talents manifested. He was unlike any dragon his parents had ever heard of, racing back and forth at inhuman, erm, indragon speeds, but they raised him as best as they could.
His whole life changed when his parents just disappeared. At first it was nothing, as his parents would often take extended trips from their roost, but soon the young dragon found he could wait no more, and he was forced to fend for himself. This proved difficult for him, as he had not yet been taught to hunt and food is rather scarce in the desert, so when the youngling was found weak and exhausted by a small group of fellow dragons, he was relieved. They fed him and dressed his wounds and he slept deeply in their roost. For a while he lived comfortably with this group, learning at the very least basic hunting and fighting skills, but he never felt welcome and often he would find the patriarch of the group giving him long, suspicious stares. He tried to think nothing of this strange hostility towards him but perhaps he should have, for it almost cost him his life. One night, Rise woke up suddenly, and though his eyes were closed, he heard the heavy breathing of the other dragons in a circle around him. The low, gravelly voice of the patriarch snarled out. “I don’t care, his life must end, now!” Understandably, his eyes snapped open in alarm and he tried to roll out of the way as a massive clawed paw bared down on him, but his neck was caught, and both he and the elder dragon howled in pain as his red hot blood spilled upon the elder’s paw. The elder recoiled as the blood hissed acidicly against his skin, there was a blur of movement, and then Rise was gone. After that, his life has been survival, and when that became too easy, he began satisfying his boredom by messing with whatever got in his way.
Weapons/Abilities:
Dragon Form:
+Enhanced sight and smell. He can see through most disguises and can recognize creatures transformed into human form.
+Natural dragon weapons such as teeth, claws, and a lashing tail.
+Dragon’s strength. Self-explanatory.
+Extraordinary speed and agility. Rise can run at speeds reaching 100 mph if he has enough room, and he can fly at a brisk pace of 500 mph if he pushes himself.
+Superheated blood. His blood is infused with his fiery abilities, hot enough to cause intense burns on all except the extremely fire resistant.
+Acidic blood (Dragons only). To other dragons, touching his blood burns like acid. The wounds are slow to heal, but creatures other than dragons are unaffected.
+Blood channel claws. His front claws deserve a special note above his other natural weapons. They contain special channels which if he desires will open, coating his claws in his own blood. Often, this causes his claws to burst into flame as well, causing it to be a truly terrifying sight.
+Fire resistance and empowerment. Dragons’ are creatures of fire, and therefore resist it. Rise has an added bonus of being slightly empowered by it as it heats his body up, and the more heat he has, the more power he has.
+Enhanced regeneration. Rise has enhanced wound regeneration, most likely because of his magical blood. It certainly isn’t instant, but a wound sustained at the beginning of a long fight could very well be healed by the end of it.
+Human transformation. For Rise, turning into a human is a rather quick process, taking only about a minute to transform. Aided with a bit of practical magic, his clothes appear when he transforms into human form and disappear when he transforms out of it. The process is painful and he will involuntarily cry out and lash about, but after the transformation, the pain is quickly forgotten.
+/-Fireball breath. Unlike most dragons’, Rise cannot breathe fire. Too much of his fire ability is used on the blood heating and control. He does however have a somewhat acceptable alternative. While he cannot breathe a stream of fire, he can fire small bursts of fire from his mouth at high speed which are slightly explosive.
-Weak scales. Rise is made for speed, and as such there are sacrifices. One of them includes his scales. Most dragons’ scales are like a set of armor, difficult to penetrate and dent. Rise’s scales are only a somewhat acceptable defense against slashing attacks. Piercing, bludgeoning, and the like work very well against him, the scales providing no defense. Piercing isn’t advised though, as his blood runs close to the surface and most likely harm whoever did the stabbing.
-Weak mind. Rise is a very easy target to psychically attack. He has few mental defenses. In dragon form, psychic attack will most likely cause him to lash out and attempt to kill any and all that are around him.
-Wing weakness. Wings are often considered a dragon’s weak point. They’re soft and easy to puncture, and when wounded cause great pain. This is true of Rise as well, but he has the additional disadvantage of wingflaps on his tail, which provides an extra weak point.
-Fleshy areas. Rise’s face is not covered in scales, and therefore is completely vulnerable. Also, the three long scars on the left side of his neck have no scales protecting them.
Human-form:
+Enhanced sight and smell. While not as strong as dragon form, his senses normally make it rather easy to pick out supernatural creatures.
+Super human strength. He isn’t extraordinarily strong in human form, but he’s stronger than a human.
+Super human speed. Speed is one of his defining traits. Now, he can’t outrun a speeding bullet or anything crazy like that, but he’s fast enough to make a notable difference if he gets into a fight. He could run perhaps 30 miles an hour in human form, but not for more than a quick burst of a few seconds.
+Fireballs. Rise’s breath ability still appears in his human form, but it no longer originates from his mouth. He can only summon weak fireballs to his fingertips, but a weak fireball is still all you need to burn down a building.
+Throwing knives. The set of steel throwing knives in his belt aren’t for show. Not only can they be thrown with deadly accuracy, they also work as fine melee weapons for someone with the speed that Rise possesses.
-Magical blood. His blood and it’s magic is not a positive thing for his human form. His human form has lost its regeneration ability, but still retains some of the heat and acidic properties to dragons, making it difficult for him to receive help if he is injured.
-Weak will. In human form, it would be very easy for a psychic to completely dominate Rise’s mind.
-Pain blocking transformation. While in dragon form, he can transform into a human no matter what his physical state. As a human however, if he is in pain or has a serious wound that is not at least partially healed, he cannot transform back into a dragon.