After many days, I've come up with a character as cancerous as I am and two times as horrible. Judge me.
Age
18
Gender
No stick
Race
Human (Believes she's a Dragon)
Magic
Fire
Divine Protection
Personality
-Like a Dragon, Zin can be very aggressive and violent, she's more than always willing to show her skill and strength at any times notice like a warrior protecting their pride. Like a traditional warrior, Zin would rush head-first into a fight, during a fight, if she needs to Zin would utilize her homemade dragon horns to both defend herself and to attack others; Zin mostly favors large two handed weapons that deal massive damage with each swing, instead of using small weapons or shields feeling that they are just delaying their user from being hit.
Deep down Zin really believes she's a dragon born into human flesh and almost would take being called a human as an insult. But despite considering herself a dragon, Zin does like normal humans, well mostly their bodies, Zin is a pervert without much shame being playfully amorous to humans and some other races that she may find attractive, but in all, she is a pervert with a certain taste. Zin isn't exactly the smartest person around, the first thing she is more than likely to remember is better fighting techniques and styles, or the best ways to cook meat without charring it or undercooking it, she's more of a simple person that likes simple things.
Background
-When Zin was brought over she was a small child with fluff in between her ears, her first memories were of her just travelling around the wilds alone and hungry; Instead of being found by a wandering knight or lord with a vast amount of wealth, instead Zin was found by dragons that lived in the wilds. Surprisingly the dragons did not eat or kill Zin when they first saw her, feeling that the tiny child wasn't a threat, the dragons strangely took care of her along with their newborn hatchlings.
Before she could speak properly, the dragons taught Zin their ways of hunting and fighting while skipping over attempting to teach her how to fly. By the time the hatchlings began sprouting wings and learning how to fly, Zin was already a preteen and felt like a dragon on the inside; despite being only a simple human but feeling as if she one on the inside, her dragon parents taught her how to use her own body heat to make fire and use it as weapon, they even taught her how to exhale it like an actual dragon.
The day when the other hatchlings began leaving the nest, Zin felt she would have to leave as well, Zin hugged her parents before she wandered off into the wilds on her own armed with only a large branch and the ability to control fire. As she wandered the wilds it wasn't long till Zin encountered a group of bandits staring at her next to nude form and trying to capture her; using both her fire and large branch she defeated the bandits and robbed their partially burned corpses for their weapons and clothes.
Zin put on a piece of all their clothes and took the bandit leader's large two handed sword, after getting their clothes and one of their weapons she took their money as well not knowing what it was or what to do with it, only being drawn to it by its shiny-ness. Zin began walking in a random direction not really heading anywhere and found herself in the town of Fleur wandering around its natives, after hours of wandering around she laid her eyes on a blacksmith and their ore ingots, as she laid her eyes on the weapons he made a thought sprouted into her mind.
She requested for him to make her a set bronze horns to wear in her hair; she paid him with the bag of shiny money that she found off the bandits when asked why she wanted a set of horns made Zin responded to him saying that she wants them so she can better show her dragon heritage. Shrugging off the strangeness of what she said and taking her money, the blacksmith made her the bronze horns she wanted without much trouble. The moment she was given her horns she felt excited to put them on, the second she put them on she even more like a dragon in human flesh.
Likes
-Strength
-Perfectly cooked meat
-Giant two handed weapons
-Charging at people horns first
-Oggling at people with curves and or muscles
Dislikes
-People who cook meat horribly
-Prideful people
-Bandits
-Weakness
-People who don't share their meat
-Thieves
Zin Parellax
Age
18
Gender
No stick
Race
Human (Believes she's a Dragon)
Magic
Fire
Divine Protection
Personality
-Like a Dragon, Zin can be very aggressive and violent, she's more than always willing to show her skill and strength at any times notice like a warrior protecting their pride. Like a traditional warrior, Zin would rush head-first into a fight, during a fight, if she needs to Zin would utilize her homemade dragon horns to both defend herself and to attack others; Zin mostly favors large two handed weapons that deal massive damage with each swing, instead of using small weapons or shields feeling that they are just delaying their user from being hit.
Deep down Zin really believes she's a dragon born into human flesh and almost would take being called a human as an insult. But despite considering herself a dragon, Zin does like normal humans, well mostly their bodies, Zin is a pervert without much shame being playfully amorous to humans and some other races that she may find attractive, but in all, she is a pervert with a certain taste. Zin isn't exactly the smartest person around, the first thing she is more than likely to remember is better fighting techniques and styles, or the best ways to cook meat without charring it or undercooking it, she's more of a simple person that likes simple things.
Background
-When Zin was brought over she was a small child with fluff in between her ears, her first memories were of her just travelling around the wilds alone and hungry; Instead of being found by a wandering knight or lord with a vast amount of wealth, instead Zin was found by dragons that lived in the wilds. Surprisingly the dragons did not eat or kill Zin when they first saw her, feeling that the tiny child wasn't a threat, the dragons strangely took care of her along with their newborn hatchlings.
Before she could speak properly, the dragons taught Zin their ways of hunting and fighting while skipping over attempting to teach her how to fly. By the time the hatchlings began sprouting wings and learning how to fly, Zin was already a preteen and felt like a dragon on the inside; despite being only a simple human but feeling as if she one on the inside, her dragon parents taught her how to use her own body heat to make fire and use it as weapon, they even taught her how to exhale it like an actual dragon.
The day when the other hatchlings began leaving the nest, Zin felt she would have to leave as well, Zin hugged her parents before she wandered off into the wilds on her own armed with only a large branch and the ability to control fire. As she wandered the wilds it wasn't long till Zin encountered a group of bandits staring at her next to nude form and trying to capture her; using both her fire and large branch she defeated the bandits and robbed their partially burned corpses for their weapons and clothes.
Zin put on a piece of all their clothes and took the bandit leader's large two handed sword, after getting their clothes and one of their weapons she took their money as well not knowing what it was or what to do with it, only being drawn to it by its shiny-ness. Zin began walking in a random direction not really heading anywhere and found herself in the town of Fleur wandering around its natives, after hours of wandering around she laid her eyes on a blacksmith and their ore ingots, as she laid her eyes on the weapons he made a thought sprouted into her mind.
She requested for him to make her a set bronze horns to wear in her hair; she paid him with the bag of shiny money that she found off the bandits when asked why she wanted a set of horns made Zin responded to him saying that she wants them so she can better show her dragon heritage. Shrugging off the strangeness of what she said and taking her money, the blacksmith made her the bronze horns she wanted without much trouble. The moment she was given her horns she felt excited to put them on, the second she put them on she even more like a dragon in human flesh.
Likes
-Strength
-Perfectly cooked meat
-Giant two handed weapons
-Charging at people horns first
-Oggling at people with curves and or muscles
Dislikes
-People who cook meat horribly
-Prideful people
-Bandits
-Weakness
-People who don't share their meat
-Thieves
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