Solomon (Elias' 6th alt)
Feb 2, 2014 19:44:35 GMT -6
Post by Solomon on Feb 2, 2014 19:44:35 GMT -6
Name: Solomon La-shey Ayedem
Class: Manakete
Hair Color: Snowy White
Eye Color: Icy Grey
Age: 168
Appearance: Solomon is a young dragon, a child really. He may have lived longer then most any human, barring certain bearded men with way too much time on their hands, but to a dragon he is simply a child. He looks the part of one too, his human form being that of what looks like an eight or nine year old. Short, with eminently ruffleable shaggy white hair, he's pretty darn adorable. He appears super pale, and there's a very clear theme of white going throughout his body. From his icy white eyes to his snow white hair, is it any question which kind of dragon he may be? Of course in a world with hairs the hues of rainbows, and eyes that change shades depending on their owner's mood, he doesn't actually stand out a whole lot. There are many pale folk, many folk with prematurely white hair, and gray eyes aren't rare in the slightest. In the end, regardless, he's a cute little kid, and people who hate kids probably would hate him.
As a dragon, however, he's much less cute and a great deal more fearsome. Despite being a young dragon in his human form, he's still a grand sight in his draconic form, almost as large as a full grown beast with scales of glittering white. Any dragon could tell he's still a hatchling, but to a layman there is almost no way to tell him apart from the fearsome beasts of legend. He's large, intimidating, and a little bit majestic. He lacks a magical element from his inexperience, but there's little doubt what it will be once the time come as just peering upon his draconic visage almost gives a feeling of winter itself.
Clothes: He wears a simple little white tunic, but as a young boy who doesn't much care or need armor, he's capable of wearing anything. If only he didn't grow out of his clothes so fast... Well he keeps them for several years, but for a dragon that's fast. He likes the color white more then others, but has no qualms wearing anything that will fit him. Also, like any other kid, it's a bit of a hassle to get him to change his clothes in the first place, so he generally just wears the same thing most of the time.
Born in: Arcadia, Nabata
Story: Solomon was a dragon of most humble beginnings, bore between a man and his wife, a pair of dragons in the city of Arcadia. An oasis of magic and life amongst the harsh and unforgiving Nabatan desert. His father and mother were a pair of icy white dragons, whom lived in relative peace with the men and women and dragons of the city. For the first few decades of Solomon's life, it was fairly normal. Being raised by his loving mother and father through the night and days, and for the most part there was absolutely nothing of note. He was an adorable child, and his parents a lovely and well respected pair of dragons with many friends both draconic and human. To be honest, they appeared to be more then a pair of simple dragons but Solomon couldn't really understand who or what they were outside of his parents. Perhaps they were warriors? Or politicians? Maybe heroes of yore? He never knew, in fact Solomon knew very little about his parents at all.
What he did know, however, when he was a scant one hundred years old, they left Arcadia for reasons no one will tell. Silent, hush hush, no one would tell the toddler why they were gone, just that they were no longer around. It was as if they just vanished from the face of the earth, the small dragon was inconsolable. Dear friends of the dragon's parents, a couple of humans with a few children of their own, took the dragon in cared for him. However, unlike humans, dragons aged very slowly. Decades passed and while he slowly grew older, the human couple became elderly and aged. Still they cared for the dragon even into their advanced age, their other children growing older and having families of their own.
Human's lives are fleeting compared to that of a dragons, and while they eventually passed on from great age, Solomon remained but a child. His foster brothers and sisters having grandchildren of their own by now, he felt very awkward amongst them. He didn't want to stay with these humans, or with other dragons, or with anyone, he wanted his parents. His parents that have been gone for decades and never even bothered to see him, if he's okay, it was like they didn't even care about him. No one would tell him a thing, they all thought he was 'too young'. He was older then almost any human there, and they knew, why couldn't he?
Eventually he simply left. Since if no one was going to tell him anything, he'll just find out himself. He didn't ask anyone, and no one knew until it was too late. The white dragon simply flew away and into Elibe all on his own, despite countless warning throughout his life to never leave Arcadia. That it wasn't safe, that the humans beyond the city were cruel and heartless, that they would kill him if they caught him. He didn't care, he didn't think of the consequences, he just left to look for a pair of parents that had abandoned him.
Class: Manakete
Hair Color: Snowy White
Eye Color: Icy Grey
Age: 168
Appearance: Solomon is a young dragon, a child really. He may have lived longer then most any human, barring certain bearded men with way too much time on their hands, but to a dragon he is simply a child. He looks the part of one too, his human form being that of what looks like an eight or nine year old. Short, with eminently ruffleable shaggy white hair, he's pretty darn adorable. He appears super pale, and there's a very clear theme of white going throughout his body. From his icy white eyes to his snow white hair, is it any question which kind of dragon he may be? Of course in a world with hairs the hues of rainbows, and eyes that change shades depending on their owner's mood, he doesn't actually stand out a whole lot. There are many pale folk, many folk with prematurely white hair, and gray eyes aren't rare in the slightest. In the end, regardless, he's a cute little kid, and people who hate kids probably would hate him.
As a dragon, however, he's much less cute and a great deal more fearsome. Despite being a young dragon in his human form, he's still a grand sight in his draconic form, almost as large as a full grown beast with scales of glittering white. Any dragon could tell he's still a hatchling, but to a layman there is almost no way to tell him apart from the fearsome beasts of legend. He's large, intimidating, and a little bit majestic. He lacks a magical element from his inexperience, but there's little doubt what it will be once the time come as just peering upon his draconic visage almost gives a feeling of winter itself.
Clothes: He wears a simple little white tunic, but as a young boy who doesn't much care or need armor, he's capable of wearing anything. If only he didn't grow out of his clothes so fast... Well he keeps them for several years, but for a dragon that's fast. He likes the color white more then others, but has no qualms wearing anything that will fit him. Also, like any other kid, it's a bit of a hassle to get him to change his clothes in the first place, so he generally just wears the same thing most of the time.
Born in: Arcadia, Nabata
Story: Solomon was a dragon of most humble beginnings, bore between a man and his wife, a pair of dragons in the city of Arcadia. An oasis of magic and life amongst the harsh and unforgiving Nabatan desert. His father and mother were a pair of icy white dragons, whom lived in relative peace with the men and women and dragons of the city. For the first few decades of Solomon's life, it was fairly normal. Being raised by his loving mother and father through the night and days, and for the most part there was absolutely nothing of note. He was an adorable child, and his parents a lovely and well respected pair of dragons with many friends both draconic and human. To be honest, they appeared to be more then a pair of simple dragons but Solomon couldn't really understand who or what they were outside of his parents. Perhaps they were warriors? Or politicians? Maybe heroes of yore? He never knew, in fact Solomon knew very little about his parents at all.
What he did know, however, when he was a scant one hundred years old, they left Arcadia for reasons no one will tell. Silent, hush hush, no one would tell the toddler why they were gone, just that they were no longer around. It was as if they just vanished from the face of the earth, the small dragon was inconsolable. Dear friends of the dragon's parents, a couple of humans with a few children of their own, took the dragon in cared for him. However, unlike humans, dragons aged very slowly. Decades passed and while he slowly grew older, the human couple became elderly and aged. Still they cared for the dragon even into their advanced age, their other children growing older and having families of their own.
Human's lives are fleeting compared to that of a dragons, and while they eventually passed on from great age, Solomon remained but a child. His foster brothers and sisters having grandchildren of their own by now, he felt very awkward amongst them. He didn't want to stay with these humans, or with other dragons, or with anyone, he wanted his parents. His parents that have been gone for decades and never even bothered to see him, if he's okay, it was like they didn't even care about him. No one would tell him a thing, they all thought he was 'too young'. He was older then almost any human there, and they knew, why couldn't he?
Eventually he simply left. Since if no one was going to tell him anything, he'll just find out himself. He didn't ask anyone, and no one knew until it was too late. The white dragon simply flew away and into Elibe all on his own, despite countless warning throughout his life to never leave Arcadia. That it wasn't safe, that the humans beyond the city were cruel and heartless, that they would kill him if they caught him. He didn't care, he didn't think of the consequences, he just left to look for a pair of parents that had abandoned him.