@Kirah How's this? Anything I need to change?
Basic Info
Age: 15, but turns 16 on Halloween.
Year: 10—Sophomore
Appearance: Favoring the gothic style,
Zaylin has naturally paler skin. She always wears a pair of skull earrings, and often wears
this coat, whether it’s actually needed or not, and always wears a pair of combat boots.
Creature / Power
Dragon-hybrid. She is capable of turning into a hybrid black dragon. She can choose to what degree she transforms (how much dragon to how much human) and has a longer lifespan than the average human, ageing slower. She is also capable of controlling fire and air while in human form and has slightly greater speed, senses, strength, and agility. In her dragon-hybrid form, since she takes the form of a dragon connected with the night and darkness, she also has control over darkness/shadows.
Personality
Somewhere between a Goth and a Nerd. Given the title “goth” courtesy to her favored style of dress and makeup, though she sometimes tends to be a loner, she is, quite contrary, usually a helpful person happy to aid others. However, she can be rather proud, and hates asking for help. She has a bit of a temper and a vengeful spirit, and can hold a grudge for years, but since it became necessary to try and keep her anger in check or risk losing control of her elemental abilities, she tries to be more of a “quiet angry,” dealing out her vengeance more in thought than action. She is passionate about her studies, loving to read and learn, and often spills her heart out into drawings and writings. Though she
usually follows rules when disobeying them would bring about extreme consequences—such as her grandmother’s wrath—she is a curious girl who can’t help but question their existence, and even push their boundaries, if not completely break them. She also has an affinity for precious and shiny items, favoring precious/semi-precious stones, jewelry, and old books.
Biography
With her parents dead shortly after her birth, Zaylin grew up with her grandmother. A mysterious woman who looked more like someone in her mid-twenties instead of someone of nearly sixty, she brought Zaylin up honoring her parents as well as possible.
For most of her life, Zaylin grew up normally, besides noticing a distinct lack of aging in her guardian. She went to school like everyone else, her grades rarely, if ever, falling below an “A.” She made friends, had crushes, and both loved and hated the normalcy of life. Until she turned thirteen.
A couple days before her birthday, her grandmother finally sat Zaylin down and told her of her heritage. Her family descended from a long line of dragon hybrids, and her grandmother expected that it would soon show itself in the young girl.
With the girl ecstatic with the prospect of what she could do, her grandmother began training her in more than the simple math and science of her schools. The woman began to show a tougher side Zaylin had not experienced before. She taught her about magic, and other creatures most of the world deem mythical that she may one day encounter. Zaylin trained in fighting, even taking up fencing in school until her grandmother decided she could teach Zaylin better than their instructors.
When she turned fourteen, her dragon blood finally revealed itself. She became stronger beyond what her grandmother’s training could have brought about. Through various attempts, she also discovered her ability to turn into a hybrid-dragon, and control over air and fire. Over about the next year, through a few mishaps in school which involved a couple evacuations and firetrucks (though they never pinpointed her as the cause), she quickly realized she had to gain more control over both her emotions and abilities.
As her freshman year came to a close, she received a letter from Northwood Academy, inviting her to attend their school.
Having attended it in the past, her grandmother happily jumped on the opportunity to send Zaylin to such a highly regarded school, despite the reported death of the previous year. As her grandmother put it, “Things like that happen. You can’t fear the world because of one bad thing. It’d be like throwing out an entire bag of pistachios because you found one rotten one. Besides, I doubt the girl was part dragon.”
Though she protested, not wanting to leave behind the friends she had, she wisely went along with her grandmother’s wishes and transferred schools for her sophomore year.
And thus, she began her adventure as she attended Northwood Academy for the first year.