Stories of dragon riders has spread from ear to ear for as long as anyone can remember. The tales of valiant men and women upon loyal and graceful mounts has endeared many men, women, and children. Yet, the well-known legend has a rather gruesome beginning.

Dragons once had their own land, believe it or not. These creatures could shift forms between a human and dragon, but preferred to stick to their bestial appearance. There was some conflict between tribes of dragons, as expected, but wars between factions seldom broke out. Humans eventually found their realm, however, and that was when their peace came to an end. Greedy as humans are, they set out to take over the land and capture its inhabitants. The dragons would not go without a fight, however, and so a bloody war erupted between the two races.

One would think that the dragons would win due to their power to breathe flames and take to the skies. But what humans lacked in physical ability, they made up with dedication and persistence. Humans trained beasts that were easier to capture to help subdue the dragons. While this was rather effective, their discovery of a mineral deep within the soil changed the course of the war. Celelyrium, it was dubbed; if it came in contact with a dragon in their bestial forms, it would eat away at their tough hide and bring severe pain. And thus, humans began to make leashes and whips and ropes out of celelyrium, as it was easy to mold when it was exposed to flame. The humans and their celelyrium brought a quick end to the war on the foreign land. Most dragons were captured and taken from their lands and very few escaped the humans' onslaught, retreating further into the realm.

Fifty years has passed by, and most dragons who had been taken from their home decided that it was futile to fight the humans in their homeland. They were fitted with celelyrium collars and bands to prevent them from shifting voluntarily. Knights have replaced their horse mounts with dragons, and royalty have decided to keep some dragons within their court to offer them protection. Dragons were also used to fight other dragons, whether by invading neighboring countries or searching for the remaining dragons elsewhere. However, this relative "peace" between humans and dragons would amount to little above slavery.

A few months ago, things started to fall from the night sky. At first, humans thought that they were just shooting stars that had crashed to earth. But, upon investigation of the crash site, there was nothing there; all that remained was flame and destruction. Whatever had fallen from the sky had been massive in size. The occurrences, which have been called "fallen stars" by humans, have been happening more and more, bringing about more in-depth research about the mystery of the falling objects.

Just recently, a mercenary faction by the name of the White Dove Guild was founded. This guild is full of men and women, along with their dragon mounts, who wish to seek the source of the fallen stars. You will be a part of the White Dove Guild, whether you are human or dragon. You are advised to work together to promote future success in your endeavors. And, unbeknownst to you, your job is about to get much more complicated...



One of the two continents of the realm and the humans' homeland. Humankind has used the fertile soil to sow and reap various types of crops ranging from corn to mangoes. Eclium is broken up into three nations; Solis, located to the far south of Eclium; Lunaris, located to the far north; and Ambrosis, resting in between Solis and Lunaris.



Solis is a sub-tropical island nation filled with exotic foodstuffs and drinks of all kinds of varieties. Many envy their ability to make delicious summerwine and their constant harvest of sweet and plump fruit from the arid sands. The Soli people are seemingly peaceful, but have proven time and again they are capable of usurping, pillaging, raiding, and so on and so forth when provoked. They have recently grown worried over the mystery of the fallen stars. The White Dove Guild makes their home in an undisclosed area nearby the capital.

Solis monopolizes the Celelyrium trade, so it sits quite comfortably on a mountain of wealth with no chance of threats from Ambrosis or Lunaris. That doesn't discount the fact that there are still outlaws running amok, looting old pre-war relics and the like...



Ambrosis is mostly filled with broad expanses of prairie and savanna, with the exception of some northern forests bordering Lunaris. This country has earned its title due to the colors that wash over the fields and forests during their rather long autumn seasons, which have since only recently have begun to grow back since the War. Ambrosi people are strong-willed and determined, often getting themselves into spats with their neighboring countries. They do not care much about the fallen stars and put much of their time and effort into training their soldiers.

Not as nearly as potent as Celelyrium against dragons, but in the matters of conventional, human warfare...well, there's reason as to why Ambrosis can keep hold of the plains against dragons and the like...

Semblium is now a viable tool to use for Ambrosis-descended Riders, but has been a standard for the elite troops of Ambrosis. It's a black, inky substance likened to water in form, but when in contact with steel, it tends to shape itself in odd ways.



Not much is known about Lunaris, other than it being a country that is submerged in night-time for most of the year. This borderline arctic nation is separated from Solis and Ambrosis by a large body of water. It is said that not many people live there, and thus do not have the required amount of trained soldiers to be a prominent threat. The Lunari are rumored to have possession of powerful instruments that serve as the bases of technology far beyond others'.



This land once belonged to dragons, but now, it is being overrun by humans. Athea is a massive continent located to the far west of Eclium, and frankly, most of it is still undiscovered by humankind. To the north lies plentiful deciduous and coniferous forests and mountain ranges, while to the south lies ocean-side dunes and rainforests. The extreme west of Athea has been untouched by man.



There are many things about dragons that are not known to man. However, humankind has been thoroughly studying the species and releasing new discoveries about them every so often.

Contrary to popular belief, dragons are not immortal, but age incredibly slowly and live for a long period of time. As they age, their human form remains that of an adult, and their "divine" (feral) form continues to grow in size. Though, due to several incidents occurring within Eclium and Athea alike, it is not often that an older dragon has been captured or kept in captivity. The largest dragon that humans have ever encountered was one that was about the size of a double-decker bus.

Humans and dragons in their human form are nearly identical-- except for the fact that dragons retain their eye color and slit pupils in both forms. Male dragons are slightly bigger and more fit than female dragons, who are more slender and curvy in their human forms. These creatures cannot retain their claws, wings, or other beastly appendages in their human forms for unknown reasons. They are also unable to spit flame or other elements in their human forms, as this would definitely damage the lining of their throats.

In their divine forms, dragons bear four legs and a pair of wings. The scales of these dragons come in an extremely broad variety of color; some may even bear interesting markings. Feathered dragons have been sighted and kept within captivity, but are rare and considered items of luxury. Within this state, dragons do not communicate vocally to one another; they do so via telepathy when it comes to speaking with another dragon in their divine state or their rider.

Mating behaviors amongst dragons are very much like those amongst humans. They mate in their human forms and give live birth to one to two children at a time after a six month gestation period. Dragons and humans have been known to mate with one another, but the offspring that is produced do not exhibit any interesting physical or mental traits.



- All RPG Rules apply.

- I'm the GM, and everything I put into action is law. Though, if you wish to question something I say, then do so in an adequate manner.

- There may be romance in this RP, but I will not allow smut within this thread.

- I can work around an imbalance of riders and dragons, but I encourage players to try and make a happy balance for fluidity.

- You must make a character that is in the process of joining/is already part of the White Doves. I will not accept any other type of character, at the moment.

- Put your character's catchphrase/theme song in your sheet to prove that you have read the rules.

- I will not accept realistic pictures for appearances of humans. Semi-realistic or anime is fine.

- Fill out all parts of the form-- also, use the appropriate sheet for your character!

- Do not post your sheet in the character tab if it has not been accepted.

- You may style your sheet however you like, but please, if you make more than one character, post them in separate posts so I may hotlink them.

- Have fun!





[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Rank:[/b] [Do not fill this in if you are not the guild leader.]
[b]Equipment:[/b] [Weapons, potions, etc?]
[b]Appearance:[/b] [Post a picture; you may also write to elaborate on your character's appearance.]
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]Short Biography:[/b]
[b]Mount:[/b] [You may fill this in later.]
[b]Other:[/b]



[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b] [How old do they look like?]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Human Appearance:[/b] [Post a picture; you may also write to elaborate on your character's appearance.]
[b]Dragon Appearance:[/b] [Post a picture; you may also write to elaborate on your character's appearance.]
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]Short Biography:[/b]
[b]Abilities:[/b] [Add in what your character can do, other than breathe fire. This includes spitting poison, being able to fly against strong wind currents, breathing frost, etc. Three maximum.]
[b]Rider:[/b] [You may fill this in later.]
[b]Other:[/b]

Will all that had character before just be allowed to post straight into the charter tab or should we post here for consideration?

Will all that had character before just be allowed to post straight into the charter tab or should we post here for consideration?

Post here for re-consideration. If we get new characters, I may have to re-arrange a little.

Username: PyroDash888
Name: Thora
Age: Human: 17 Dragon: 20 (aka, quite a young dragon)
Gender: Female



Personality:Thora can be quite bossy, defiant and sassy. In some cases this can go so far as to be quite brazen and brash. As such she can be quite the handful, but if you get on her good side, her cheekiness can provide you with much entertainment as she takes it out on others. To those she is close to, Thora can actually be nice, from time to time, but they will still not evade her practical jokes, she tends to at least try to play on her friends. At the same time, especially in her dragon form, she can seem very bouncy and excited about almost everything.
About Thora and riders:
Thora actually doesn't like to be "owned", but for her it was either that or live the life as a breeding female, which the former was the lesser evil. Therefor she will be quite unfriendly to riders who will try to treat her as an animal that is owned.

Short Biography:Thora is a member of a new breed of dragons created by a family of dragon breeders. This breed looks a lot "cleaner" and for the lack of a better word "cuter". The result is a dragon, who, as soon as it reaches a certain age, only grows very slowly and stays slender and lithe. As such, Thora is fairly young, just having reached the age where her human form stopped aging, meaning she had reached the age to get a rider. Previous generations of her breed, though, were not able to become mounts and instead were used for further breeding. But Thora, as stubborn as she is, managed to convince the dragon farmer to give her up for "adoption", as Thora had called it, so that she could provide him with performance data of how well "his" breed was doing in battle. Now she turned up at the door of the guild, trying to acquire some kind of rider.

Abilities:
Lightning Strike: Thora swiftly swishes her tail at the target releasing a bolt of lightning
Swift: Thora is quick, sometimes even too quick for her own good and can easily outmanoeuvre most dragons in air and on ground
Lightning Claws: Thora's claws can be loaded with lightning
Rider:
Other: Creepy Theme
Epic Theme

Username: RainDash
Name: Dazenth The Clever
Age: 24 (Is about 200)
Gender: Female
Human Appearance:

Dragon Appearance:

Personality:
Dazenth, Daz for short, is very unassuming when people talk to her. She's tries to appear as not a threat to those that would imprison her. Don't let her fool you. She's very capable of lying to you and escaping while her rider is looking the other way. Her track record is escaping four times from rider custody. She seems to look for the thrill of fooling people and dragons alike. It's all a game to her, and through sheer force of will she hasn't yet been broken by the humans. It's very likely that she never will.

Short Biography:
Daz was born and promptly abandoned in a nest of other dragons. She survived by her wits and strength alone. She left as soon as she thought she would survive on her own. She hung around small human settlements, taking things that wouldn't be missed and avoiding notice. It was about a month later that she was caught and made into a mount for her rider. She waited until she could find a way out of it, and manipulated her rider into letting down their guard. She escaped in a whirl of teeth and claws, and found the thrill enticing. As time went on she continued to allow herself to be captured when she was hungry or was feeling lazy. Not all her masters were kind enough to feed her, so she would escape sooner than later by pretending to be dead.

Abilities:
Play Dead- For thirty minutes she can look and act dead. Unless you are aware she can do this, it is unlikely for anyone to know she is faking it.
Slip Scales- She can make her scales slick, allowing her to slip through smaller spaces and also to escape chains or collars with ease.

Rider:

Other:
Very food motivated.
"Catch me if you can. Spoiler alert: you can't."

Username: PajkaNight
Name: Calahna
Age: 200 years old, but looks 20
Gender: Female





Personality: Patient, calm, controlled, wise, calculated, modest.
She is direct and honest, and would not dare tell a lie, even to save her own life. She is not exactly fond of the idea of her being controlled but she knows better when to fight when her efforts will be fruitless. If she vows to do something, she will keep her word, no matter what misfortune lay before her. She moves gracefully, even when flying in dragon form. She takes most everything seriously, but still knows how to enjoy herself.

Short Biography: Calahna was born into the Fo Viing tribe: making their home on the highest of mountain tops where it would constantly snow; It held freezing temperatures that most dragons disliked living in, but members of Fo Viing believed the cold winds and frost bitten grounds strengthened their hides. The Fo Viing often stayed near the snow, rarely coming down from the mountains, but Calahna Refused to be as isolated as her tribe members.
As a young dragon, Calahna would take any chance for adventure, getting high off the adrenaline she received when exploring the world around her. When the humans came, stealing away her kin and the land they once called home, her vision of the wide world around her began to shrink. When she herself was captured, she saw things she prayed she could unsee; Never having seen a monster act as horrid and cruel as a human being can be.
The innocence and wonder of the world faded along with Calahna's hunger for adventure. She became the calm and wise dragon she is today, being thankful for any chance she could get to just feel the winds against her wings.

Abilities: Calahna can breathe frost, which can freeze enemies solid if given enough force.
She is able to bare a large amount of pain due to her tough scales, though she can still be hurt.
What she lacks in strength, she makes up for in agility, making her very fast in flight, and able to move around easily on the battlefield.

Rider: [You may fill this in later.]

Other: Though she will never admit it, she loves chewing ice.

THEME SONG

Username: NanoFreak
Name: Rauul Woldcrow
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Rank: [Do not fill this in if you are not the guild leader.]

Equipment: Rauul carries two black swords with intricate patterns on the blade itself. One of the swords has a chain of considerable length attached to it.
He also carries a flask containing a black liquid. He can imbue his sword with said liquid. The liquid causes the emergence of dark spikes of an unknown material at the point of contact between the sword and any other surface.

Appearance:



Personality: Rauul used to be very honorable on all accounts. He held no contempt for dragons, nor for his fellow humans trying conquer lands that were not their own. One single event in his life turned all that around. Soon after, he grew bitter and came to despise those same humans. Rauul is very reclusive and prefers to keep to himself. He is quick to anger when approached on anything related to dragons. Opposed to how he used to act in the past he is now ruthless and has little regard for his own safety. The sole thing that has kept him from dying due to sheer recklessness is his strategic prowess, which is the only thing that remained a constant throughout his entire life.

Short Biography: Rauul was born into a family of knights in Ambrosis. Unlike his parents and most of his ancestors, who were on the front lines of most wars, he refused such a position instead devoting his life to protecting his homeland as he did not wish to partake in the conquest of greed humans had given birth to. As a result, he lived a fairly peaceful life, his home rarely being in danger.

Unfortunately, destiny had reserved a far crueler fate for him. At some point in his life he met a woman with whom he fell in love, only to find out that she was a dragon hidden among his own people. Despite the dangers he refused to give up on her and vowed to keep her safe and her secret hidden. They even had a child together, but they could only keep the true nature of their love hidden for so long.
Soon after the child was born a group knights dedicated to hunting down dragons attacked their home, killing Rauul’s beloved and taking away their child.

The event left Rauul scarred and bitter. His anger being so strong, it even changed his appearance. What used to be his bright silver hair had now turned into an unnaturally dark shade of black.

Rauul sought purpose in his life and as such he joined a group of mercenaries called the White Dove Guild unaware of the fact that it was a guild who used dragons as mounts.

Mount: [You may fill this in later.]

Other: Theme before he lost everything he cared about.
Theme afterwards.
"You're all the same. You make me sick."

(Please note that the existence of knights that hunt down dragons and Ambrosis being rarely in danger is pure speculation on my part due to lack of more details. If what I stated is not accurate or on par with the premise of the RP please correct me.)

@NanoFreakV2

At this time, it would be more likely to say that the last few dragons in Ambrosis went into hiding. The majority were still "at war" with the people there, but of course you can have the exceptional wife. I think that'd be a great enough cause to start something close to a witch-hunt for dragons.

I do need to know about the liquid's hardness, though. I'd prefer if you PM me the specifics about it, so I can see if it'll fit in the universe.

Username: Crazy Doctor
Name: Lord Avanir Darkwind (His surname is Wornicker to those know his past but not most don't)
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Rank: Battle Master





Personality: Avanir, known to friends A or Av has a dry humour that can sometimes be misplaced in situations. Over the years he has managed to control his temper problems with various techniques, so now he takes a while to anger but if you do anger him even dragon fire will seem cold compared to his rage. Often he is extremely quiet, sometimes not even talking and requiring paper to write and communicate. He hasn’t told anyone but his dragon why he remains silent. He walks around with a glazed look in his eyes, like he is seeing ghosts everywhere. The only time he is seen with a real smile is when he is fighting. Its just who he is. A warmonger. To get his respect one only needs to prove themselves a good fighter and a true warrior by his standards.


Mount: Kahgon of the tribe Al-Soor (tatszico)

Other:
Theme songs:
-This is War!
-We Ride for Freedom!
-The Storm is Coming!
-Training Music
-Relaxing Music
Motto:"Till the Last!"-Battle Cry
Speeches to motivate people:


-Loves to draw, carve, whittle. Anything artistic he loves.
-Wakes up screaming due to some of the things he has seen and done. His memories haunt him.

We need to advertise this more if we really want to reboot it.

yeh! Rebootin

please accept! XP

Username: Athoriel
Name: Cedric 'Ced' Pryde
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Rank: -
Equipment: Cedric carries an Ambrosian longsword, medicine, a water skin and pair of Bolas on his belt. He also keeps misc travelling supplies on his dragon saddle such as a bedroll, rations, rope, etc. His ancestral suit of armour as shown below, comes embossed with the guilds sigil on his right shoulder.



Personality: Cedric is a quiet, even tempered individual, bound to the guild for the familial sentimentality it carries for him. He is quick to trust in those around him, having a generally kind heart, but is unforgiving to those who break said trust or exhibit behaviors that he believes are immoral. If justified, Cedric can achieve a capacity for darkness in his actions, acting cruel and detached to those whom receive his ire.

Short Biography: Cedric was raised in a hamlet located somewhere in northern Ambrosis, being subject to a rather ordinary upbringing, Ced had grown to be a fine young lad. He spent most of his days at his family farm, helping his mother and his cousins with the various chores, teaching him a sense of duty and how to take pride in ones work, he attended school with all the other children every third day, where he learned to read and write and the odd time or two he would get into a fight with the local bully, this taught him how take a hit.

On every new moon his father would return from the south to visit his mother and him, regaling the wander struck lad with tales of dragon riding and the exploration of foreign lands, it was on a such a visit as this, that tragedy befell his home. Cedric was fourteen at the time, and had been sleeping merrily away, exhausted from his day of work and the excitable transfer he had had between his father, each catching the other one up on their prospective news.

Thick tendrils of smoke snaked their way up his bedroom wall, amassing in the roof space above, slowly a blanket of it descended on the young lad, whom upon taking in his next breath, awoke, panic gripping his chest as he began to suffocate. Tears blurred his vision as he rolled free of his bed, hitting the floor with a hard thud, greedily gulping down some clear air. It was then that the flames began to lick at his doorway, quickly encompassing it, screams and shouting were starting to be heard from elsewhere in the house. Absorbed in his own world of problems, Cedric's eyes dashed about, assessing the situation. Keeping low to the floor, Cedric crawled his way through fire and smoke, the beating of his heart loud in his own head as he struggled toward the exit. Waves of heat washed over him, as the inferno exploded around, drying the tears on his soot covered cheeks. He coughed and spluttered, his lungs burning as if they too were on fire, sharp bouts of pain struck at him as the flames grew, hounding him as he crawled onward.

He don't how he survived that night, but by some miracle he made it outside before the building collapsed, sadly no one else did. Not too long after, his fathers guild took him in as some kind of way to carry on his will. They supplied the young Cedric with a special medicine, an extract from a mountain flower in the southern steppes of Lunaris. It dulled the pain of his burns, and allowed him to bear the armour and weapons of his father, eventually training him to become a capable Dragon rider.

Mount: -

Other: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pkJlUIZ-rXw

Alright, added a new material for Ambrosis to spice up the political parts. Not as nearly as potent as Celelyrium against dragons, but in the matters of conventional, human warfare...well, there's reason as to why Ambrosis can keep hold of the plains against dragons and the like.

Semblium is now a viable tool to use for Ambrosis-descended Riders.

Hey, sorry I'm late to the reboot.

Username: Knight of Doom

Name: Melaniya (Mel) Shadowbird

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Rank: -

Equipment:
Sword: A straight double edged 28" sword wielded with either one or two hands.
Dagger: A 10" straight double edged dagger.
Hook Swords: A pair of double hook swords connected by a sturdy chain, the length of Melaniya's wing span. Only used in high risk situations.
Armor: Light and easy to move in, but still durable.(Similar to picture)

Appearance:
Melaniya's skin scars pretty easily, so many small scars litter her skin. The largest one is on her back, it runs diagonally between her shoulder blades, and is also the most prominent.

Personality: Melaniya is a no nonsense kind of girl. She's hardworking and curious. There are times where she pushes herself too far and needs to be reminded to take a break. She is fairly harsh when it comes to training and battle. When Mel has a task to do, she'll see it through to the end. While she finds it difficult to relate to other humans, she tries her best to get along with them. On the other hand, Mel feels more at ease with the dragons, and tends to feel more of an emotional bond with dragons than she does with humans.

Short Biography: Mel can barely remember spending the beginning of her life in Lunaris. They were surprisingly happy times, but then Mel's mother died of a disease that she can't remember and her father refuses to remember. Mel was 5 at the time of her mother's death. Her father didn't handle the situation well. Unable to stand the land that brought so many painful memories back, he brought Mel to Solaris to try and escape the past. Eventually, Mel's father became an alcoholic. Early in his alchohol addiction, he was violent. He was the one who created Mel's large scar. However, as time went on, his drunken state was more depressing. Mel had to take care of not only herself, but her pathetic father as well. Once she started noticing the falling stars she became interested in them. She found out about the White Dove while doing research and started training with weaponry and dragons to get in.

Mount: -

Other: Theme

I'm here too! Man I was shit at RPing when the original was around

Username: Bluetommy2

Name: Kieran

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Equipment: Sword and shield, shield has a Scabbard behind the face that is used as the grip, underneath he wears white pants and a black shirt which are made of a lightweight but still heat resistant fabric

Appearance:

Personality: Dutiful, Proud, Boring. Kieran appears to be the boring knight who fights only because it's what he is told, however, Kieran fights to protect his mother, who is unable to work, and all of the money that he obtains is sent home to her. Kieran fights to make sure that he can get home to his mother, who is everything to him. He is not someone who cares about what others think about him. He is not a philosophical person, and his thoughts are mostly occupied by fighting strategies. He also has Antisocial Personality Disorder, and thus is incredibly abrasive.

Short Biography: Born in solis, Kieran was raised by his mother alone, after his mother had a severe injury that left her without he right arm, and without the ability to use the other, Kieran went to the military academy in order to learn to defend her, he eventually took up mercenary work in order to finance his mother's care. Travelling the lands, he eventually found the guild, joining because it paid well, with many of the other members believing him to be greedy, however he didn't join to make people like him. The falling stars are just another job to him. Kieran has antisocial personality disorder, and his mother always tried to mold him into a better person, and Kieran's love for her is more him being honorbound than actual love, as he is unable to actually feel for people. Kieran's time spent in Solis also led to an incident where he brutally murdered a cut-purse, leading to him being exiled from the city.

Mount: (TBD)

Other: Theme 1: Hatred is my power

Theme 2: Lets get serious

Sorry guys, I have to cancel me tagging along for the reboot. Hope yall have fun! :)

WIP
Username: User
Name: Charles the Coward
Age: Human: 62 Dragon: 102
Gender: Male
Human Appearance: [img]
Dragon Appearance: [Post a picture; you may also write to elaborate on your character's appearance.]
Personality:
Short Biography:
Abilities: [Add in what your character can do, other than breathe fire. This includes spitting poison, being able to fly against strong wind currents, breathing frost, etc. Three maximum.]
Rider: [You may fill this in later.]
Other:

@User your application is rejected until you finish it. Since this is Casual, I do expect at least basic grammar and some intermediate vocabulary to be a standard in writing. If you can prove to me you can do better than bullet-posting grammatically incorrect sentences, I might consider letting you in.

Everyone EXCEPT the mentioned player is accepted. Please move your CS sheets to the Characters page.

I think we need more dragons? I'm not 100% sure but i think the riders are in the majority.