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❝ VALENTIA ❞

{ 19 years | feminine | dark dragoness | royal | oblivion fall }

вasıc—————
name → valentia umbra
nicknames → val - valen
name meaning → power
element → dark
gender identity → feminine
age → 19 years
clan → oblivion fall
rank → royal

aттrıвuтes———
strengths → manipulative - quick - intelligent
weaknesses → stubborn - deceitful - unpredictable
phobias → hydrophobia
quirks → collecting secrets

reʟaтıons—————
mother → unknown
father → unknown
siblings → unknown
crush → none
mate → none
offspring → none
other relations → royal family relations

user ınfo————
username → cheetah
nicknames → just cheetah
muse → varies
activity → 7/10

extras————
other → none
credits → none

appearance———
→ a sheen of glossy and violent violet and indigo can be seen often at times when the light flashes just right against her matte ebony scales. as typical for a dark dragon, val is a tad smaller than other dragon species, lithe and lean muscles. a small crown of horns decorate her head, two prominent and straight horns most obvious and a railway of thorny spikes run down from her back to her long tail which ends in a delicate curl. val is a quadruped, her hind legs especially strong as well as sharp, hooking claws. Two smooth scaled wings extend from her back, reaching a span almost the size of her entire body. free of feathers, they are simple and very smooth, cutting back her won't resistance and able to reach high speeds in the air. to end it off, her eyes are a piercing cerulean, sapphires among the obsidian and amethyst.


personaʟıтʏ———
→ a wild spitfire, val has a sharp tongue, liking to taunt as well as being very unpredictable making it hard to pinpoint her exactly. she especially loves mischief which helps out greatly as she is heavily armed in the art of manipulation, able to act, lie, and fool with minds which come quick with her cunning and constantly turning wits. to be distinguished as a protagonist or an antagonist is hard when it comes to val, constantly twisting back and forth between the borders that are defined as good and evil, leaving the option up to you. other than the gray and uncharted areas, val enjoys to be rather fun-loving if you will. she likes make everything a game, twisting and toying with emotions but strangely offering deeds of help in the most random places. she doesn't easily show true emotion, often brushing what emotions that you evoke out of her under a mask. val is very stubborn, taking a very persistent force to will her to change her mind even if it's for the most trivial thing.


ʜısтorʏ————
→ not a single memory of her biological family exists in val's mind, only the memories of being cared for in the clan of oblivion fall, dragons of whom she considers of family. from her spitfire attitude comes from the one dragon who she looked up to most, the one dragon who would get as close as a brother she could get, naz. tragic times fall as naz ultimately died of drowning, the entire not entirely known. taking away her closest companion, val gradually grew a fear of large bodies of water and avoids them whenever possible. in regards of the war, she finds it an annoyance, as one of her main objectives is to wake nocturnus. however, she does enjoy the commingling of the dragons, liking to observe and study their different elements and powers.

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I'm working on a male character after this so the roleplay won't be totally male deprived.

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[Sapphiera]

Side Note: I can manage 3 characters at once. Makes things more interesting :3 (All credit goes to artists of the photos below NOT MINE)
Looks:

Description: A white/bashe, dragon. Due to her age, she is smaller than those older, but among other dragons she is quite tall for her age. She has a lithe body with long/silky hairs on parts of her body rather than thick scales but still has scales. She has a massive tail, lengthy, and thick, it makes as a powerful weapon and tool. She has feathered wings and horns (much like antlers).
Info:
Name: Sapphiera
Age: 16 (August 6th birthday)
Gender: Female
Element: Light
Crush: She chooses to not socialize often and only concerns her Clan before relationships. But she is open to the idea.
Kin and Family: Last remaining of her siblings. Parents are elders and have fled most-likely to the outskirts of the island.
Personality: Personality: She is a bright possitive dragon even in the darkest of times. She is new to her former position, and not having experience, she is easily blind-sided. She always faces the truth and will not hide it (she is quite bad at lying) and will express her opinion. High-headed and courage driven, she is a formidable opponent. She often is alone but she is very sociable when included in a conversation.
Clan Info:
Clan: Silver Phoenix
Rank: (Royal)
History: She is the only surviving hatchling of her siblings. Her parents had grown too old of age and have decided to go into hiding, avoiding anything to do with the Clans and the opposing forces. She was given a leadership role, very early in age (due to her parents leaving). Only so few follow her lead, most have gone to the outskirts of the temporary island. She holds the struggle of holding her small Clan together. The Clan of the Silver Phoenix rests in her claws.
Other: (May add as RP continues)
Looks:

Description: Being a water dragon, he must be a massive size to survive the creatures of the depths and be the top of the food chain. (Expect the size of a Fin Whale). His front and rear legs are used as paddles through the water but are exceptional to also be a land-dweller. His tail is a massive hulk of thick scales and muscle. It is most effective in water, too heavy and slow on land. He has a hood (much like a cobra) that is used as a scare-tactic or threatening look. He is hard plated on the top, but soft plated on the underbelly.
Info:
Name: Kuri
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Element: Water
Crush: (None current) Often avoids any of his kind except in territorial battles. But when winter comes he associates.
Kin and Family: Separated by the lack of food and was forced to go find his own territory. Evicted. He had 2 other surviving siblings, both male, who escaped.
Personality: Mysterious as the sea itself. He is a mystery and unpredictable. To get to understand him, and his strange was, you must first take the plunge into his domain.
Clan Info:
Clan: Wasted Depths (Azure Depths)
Rank: (royal) as far as we know
History: After much of the conflict with the New Queen, much conflict happened between one another of the dragons habiting the land and waters. Food was scarce and soon territorial battles broke out (who got the best areas of feeding grounds). Many died, others fled to avoid the savageness. Those who survived, as Kuri did, they resorted to the waters that seemed to swallow the entire civilization. Kuri had suffered much loss and has been alone for so few years, they start to feel like decades. He lives near the place he had called home, and often swims ashore to relive his adolescent life, in his memories.
Other: (May add as RP continues)
Looks:

Description: Is a massive dragon, given his parents traits of the bulk and height. Has these tattered wings that have talons on the ends and between the joint. He has long spikes mashed together down his neck and spine that lower off to the end of his whip-like tail. He is mostly skin and bones (literally) due to him being injured and given the shadows to repair his limbs when flesh was completely torn away. His body is entirely covered by black scales and shadow runs through his veins, appearing as a purple glow. His eyes are purple and has horns much like antlers that rest against his head.
Info:
Name: Haze
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Element: Shadow/Death
Crush: (None Currently)
Kin and Family: Many of his brethren have perished after the wars. Who remains is his younger brother and troublesome sister. His parents rarely pay attention to his whereabouts, busy with other politics more important than there eldest son.
Personality: Is the husky-voiced type. A deep grumble voice that often overpowers the others voices. He likes to venture through his territory, in the Thorn Woods, where it seems the only sane place to be these days.
Clan Info:
Clan: Oblivion Fall (Hailed from Thorn Forest)
Rank: Follower (supporter of the Oblivion)
History: When the outrage broke out from the newfound queen his parents supported the new era. Out with the old and in with the new, as they would say. He never was fond of politics due to hearing all about them on a day to day basis from his parents. Being pulled into this new ruler ship by the queen, he followed his parents into whatever they chose. All he did was to please his parents and be noticed. Though, they never did that. They only wanted what they wanted, and never appreciated what he did. With that, he reserves himself to the shadows and remains a vague memory in the mind of his parents.
Other: (May add as RP continues)

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[Sapphiera]

(Well, i'll make a post to get started if that's ok. Join in whenever!)

Sapphiera: The sunlight shined through the canopy of the trees, creating an unearthly appearance. Day break was never a dragons friend. Sleeping only seems like a short period of time. Never enough. Under the canopy slept a dragon. Upside down, belly exposed, wings expanded until they crushed up against trees. Once the light touched her eyes they opened in a flash exposing her green, blue eyes, with a golden ring around the pupil. Her pupils constricted into thin slits, squinting. She opened her massive maw yawning, swung over to one side, and slowly rose up on all fours. She huffed a puff of smoke from her nostrils shaking her head side to side while stretching her wings out. She then started a trot towards what was known as the temporary mainland, keeping her tail flat on the ground dragging behind her.

Kuri: The quiet darkness of the abyss. Such a strange place to habit. This is no place for the weak, only the best adapted can survive. A disturbance in the water is what caught the attention of a massive figure. Though he was completely blended in on the molten lava rocks, his dilated golden eyes followed every movement his prey did. It was a sleeper shark, quite rare to be seen in the caves than open water. Once it was making its way towards him he got ready. In a quick movement he propelled himself, opened his maw, and snapped it shut over the shark. Finally having caught some-sort of food in a week, he could make his way to the surface and possibly find more on land. He kicked off the sea floor and swam much like a crocodile out of the deep sea cave and into open water.

Haze Sunlight crept over the barren colored land where an odd shape rose high over the landscape. Two high risen points rose above a curled formation. Haze moved one of his upstanding wings to block the sun but the torn holes didn't help. He dragged his head on the ground to face his long-time opponent, the sun. His nostrils flared and scrunched his face into a snarl. He dragged himself up with slow methodical movements. Bones snapped back into place to support his weight and some growth of the thorn trees cracked off. He outstretched his wings expanding them as for as they could do, crouched, and flapped them in massive strokes and rose up to the dusky skies.