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Dragon type: REAPER
Kazul is a black and white dragon with, which has drawn the ire of his fellow reptiles in the case of his white and silver scaled bretheren. As a result, he opts to stay in the company of other black dragons when he can.
Kazul speaks with a heavy Russian accent, his tone resembling Draco slightly.
Orintation: BI (50% male and 50% female)
No sheath here, with a vent for such instead.
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Name : Kazul
Species: Mountain Dragon
Height : 27' 8"
Weight: 7 tons (14,000 Lbs)
Eyes: Sapphire
Length from tip of snout to tail tip :about 50ft
Scale color : Ebony (With a crimson underbelly.)
Horn Length: 4ft
Wing Span:70ft
Mate Status:
Family:
Mother:
Mistress: nothing zip no one
This huge male dragon is laying curled up on his custom made pillow made just for him by his former mistress. His head lays against his tail, softly breathing. Something about his image suggests a predatorial nature, but you get the impression that he is not a threat to you at all. Still, in the back of your mind it linger the thoughts of dragons of old. Maybe this one is different... Will you approch him and wake him up to talk?. The choice is yours! (Feel free to whisper if you'd like to scene.) His body is well toned, even for a dragon, and his scales glisten in the sunlight as his massive claws splay and seperate. He yawns in a canine fashion, archign his back before he settles back down again.
Back story:
He was once a the pet of a evil demoness long ago she had his family killed and kept him. She knew what he was he was one of the last divine dragons. His father was a light dragon and his mother was a powerful shadow dragon. They where on a battle field in a war aginst light and dark, but under the control of their human, orc, or daemon masters who brain washed them aginst there kin. . They where forced to fight each other they battled hard and long for weeks on end until one day both of there riders where killed. As they where flying they saw eye of each other out in the middle of a forest they where both badly ingured but because of what they where taught in as whelps. They both flared they frills and growled.. At frist they just paced around each other but his father limped and so did she. So out of the kindness of his heart he cast a healing spell over her. As her wounds healed her hate left her and she quickly did the same for him. They then both hide in the forest and cared for the more major wounds after the battle was over they didnt return to the ranks fleeing instead, because over those few days a tight bond came over them. They knew the stories about there love it was forbidden in their kind because of the power they could unleash. They didn't care though, and over the years they had a few whelps; 2 female and one male. Every thing was fine the male was white taking all his fathers powers and the females where dark taking up there mothers powers. A few more years went by and they had one last whelp. Through out the whole 2 year pregnancy the mother had some horrible dreams, then some of peace among all races. Then the day came when she layed the egg in secret as always but this egg was not normal to the point it made his mother cry for days and consider smashing it. But between both mother and father they desided not to smash the white and black swirled egg. They let it hatch into a small runt like whelp with sooth black scales. Ten years past and his bothers and sisters went off with there mates but he was to young he stayed with his parents playing hide and go seek with them. Then, one day they found him outside crying looking at something. His mother and fath came out to see what it was it was a mouse he crushed playing with it they could not make him under stand that it was ok but he would not exsepted that. He cried and cried cradleing the little mouse till a few of his tear drops driped on it. His mother and father where full of fear with what happen nexted the mouse floted up into the air and it began to heal it wounds going away. Then it was placed on the ground and it started to trot off but father cought it and put it to his ear and there was a heart beat as in it was no longer dead. The whelps mother could raise the dead but they where mindless corpses and his father could take souls nd place them back in there bodies but they where still rotting corpses. What there son had done was gave the mouse a new body that worked he had combined dark and light magics into a perfect balance. A year past and father came home paniced and grabed his whelp and throw him in a jar. Quickly his father yelled to his mother “THERE COMING FOR OUR BABY!” They ran in a part of a cave then cam back not looking like they ever did before there where wearing there armor that the vowed never to put on again. His mother stud by the jar humming an attack as his father stod by the door making a fire ball in his throat. As the door opened he relised it and with a flash of light and a loud boom the door and who ever was in front of it was turned to ashes. Before the smoke settled the father looked throw the door this was when the whelp looked and lifed the jar top. Just as he saw his father looking out he saw a flash and arrow log it self into his eye socket. He fell to the ground as orcs and a few demons over powered his mother. As they beat her from with in a inch of her life they stopped and a fighter came into the room to ask her a few things. His mother slowly looked at the jar then the fighters ears perked then looked at the jar as well. The whelp tired to hide but it was to late the fighter snapped it's fingers and the orcs slit his mother throat. She fell to the ground and bled to death. A orc slowly approached the jar as it got close it raise it hand to open it but the little whelp so full of rage shatered the jar and ripped out the orc's face then tryed to run out of the cave but sliped in a pool of his mothers and fathers mixed blood on his belly staining his belly scales forever. With in a flash the orcs had him in a sack. A day later he was thrown in a cell all alone and he cried all night till he gave up and passed out. A few days later a fox demoness and the orc he messed up came into the room. She told lies to him about if he did what she sad he would be let go and could see his mommy and daddy again. Saddly and sum what happy he agreed hopping to see his family soon.....
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80 years pasted and the little whelp turned into a massively robust and muscled dragon with razor sharp scales that where like a wall of inpenitrable shields. His claws like swords and his teeth like spears. His scales darkened to a deep ebony and the crimson stain on his chest spread to his under chin and to the underside of his tail , one last feature he gained from the tip of his snout to the tip of his tail was crimson slash marks. Over the years he forgot about the day of his mother and fathers murders and he was the fox demons weapon of death he did what ever she said . She made him feel good and wanted . Till one day, on a raid on a small village he stromed throw a door and into a home and saw a male anf a female wolf ready to die for there pups and he stoped and griped his sword before turning around and throwing it at the on coming orcs killing them then he flew off in such rage........ A few weeks later he woke up on a beach near a lake he saw a sign that said “EKA’s portal” he desided to start over with his life here not know of the destrustion he did to that fox demon and all her follow he freed that realm form her but the inhabitents would always praise and fear him.............
(whelpy cuteness)
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