Would I have to change anything about Siegfried?
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Name: Draxus
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Mother: Fay
Preferred Minions: None
Compatibility: If towards the same goal, well.
Weapon: Sword
Spells: Dark Flare (short burst explosion of black flames) Dark Wall (bubble of darkness) Dark Enchantment (bends target to his will) Dark Heart (increases strength and speed as well as special abilities)
Worshipers: Elves
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Mother: Fay
Preferred Minions: None
Compatibility: If towards the same goal, well.
Weapon: Sword
Spells: Dark Flare (short burst explosion of black flames) Dark Wall (bubble of darkness) Dark Enchantment (bends target to his will) Dark Heart (increases strength and speed as well as special abilities)
Worshipers: Elves
Name: Zada
Age: 16
Sex: Male
Race: Sheika
Handiness: Ambidextrous
Appearance: Zada stands about six and a quarter feet with white, layered hair that goes down to his mid-back and red eyes. He has an athletic build and long, slender limbs, allowing for more versatile use of his weapons. He wears a purple tunic with black long sleeves under, the Shieka eye on a wide white scarf over his chest. Around his waist, over the tunic, as well as covering his forearms and shins, are old, white bandages that are starting to get miscolored. Over his legs, he wears a pair of grey, baggy pants. His feet are protected by a pair of brown leather boots with steel plates over the toes, the top of the foot and around the back of the heel.
Inheritance: The Lens of Truth was passed down through the generations from his ancestor, Impa.
Personality: He is mostly cool and level-headed but can go off the handle, though those times are few and far between. He tends to be quiet, preferring to let others speak and then do his own thing. Once he does start talking, it is usually about how cruel the world is. Because of this, he can come off as a pessimist, though he tries to look to the brighter side of things.
Recent history: Despite the discrimination from most of the guards, Zada joined quite easily and quickly rose to the spot of the princess's personal guard.
Personal Goal: Equallity
Three strengths (Not just combat)
1. Understanding
2. Physical abilities
3. Caring heart
Three weaknesses (Not just combat)
1. Temper
2. Lack of communication
3. Uncontrollable rage
Greatest Love: Milk and apples
Hates the most: Discrimination
Misc: He is an excellent cook and, by extension, hunter, gatherer And fisherman.
Theme music: Fall Out Boy - Centuries
Age: 16
Sex: Male
Race: Sheika
Handiness: Ambidextrous
Appearance: Zada stands about six and a quarter feet with white, layered hair that goes down to his mid-back and red eyes. He has an athletic build and long, slender limbs, allowing for more versatile use of his weapons. He wears a purple tunic with black long sleeves under, the Shieka eye on a wide white scarf over his chest. Around his waist, over the tunic, as well as covering his forearms and shins, are old, white bandages that are starting to get miscolored. Over his legs, he wears a pair of grey, baggy pants. His feet are protected by a pair of brown leather boots with steel plates over the toes, the top of the foot and around the back of the heel.
Inheritance: The Lens of Truth was passed down through the generations from his ancestor, Impa.
Personality: He is mostly cool and level-headed but can go off the handle, though those times are few and far between. He tends to be quiet, preferring to let others speak and then do his own thing. Once he does start talking, it is usually about how cruel the world is. Because of this, he can come off as a pessimist, though he tries to look to the brighter side of things.
Recent history: Despite the discrimination from most of the guards, Zada joined quite easily and quickly rose to the spot of the princess's personal guard.
Personal Goal: Equallity
Three strengths (Not just combat)
1. Understanding
2. Physical abilities
3. Caring heart
Three weaknesses (Not just combat)
1. Temper
2. Lack of communication
3. Uncontrollable rage
Greatest Love: Milk and apples
Hates the most: Discrimination
Misc: He is an excellent cook and, by extension, hunter, gatherer And fisherman.
Theme music: Fall Out Boy - Centuries
"Let's go." Siegfried said, heading towards the cave exit. When he came to the path that the other dragon had been down, he stopped. "Keep going. Don't stop." He followed at the back of the group, spinning and drawing his sword.
If the first dragon followed, or if the second dragon came out after them, he would take his stance, ready to fight the beast. "I hear a lot of talk about you dragons. Let's see how tough you really are!"
If both dragons followed them out, he'd sigh and shake his head. "I've been in worse situations than this."
If neither of the dragons came out, he would turn to his team. "I suggest we keep moving before they get here."
If the first dragon followed, or if the second dragon came out after them, he would take his stance, ready to fight the beast. "I hear a lot of talk about you dragons. Let's see how tough you really are!"
If both dragons followed them out, he'd sigh and shake his head. "I've been in worse situations than this."
If neither of the dragons came out, he would turn to his team. "I suggest we keep moving before they get here."
I think my CS is finally done. It's on page 12.
Still working on my CS. Don't know when it'll be done.
Siegfried sighed as he looked at the dragon. He found it strange that his scar wasn't hurting. "Just be careful." he said to Regina. "I don't want you falling on the dragon." He looked to his scar again before hearing a voice coming from the cave entrance. "Someone's coming. Someone I don't recognize." He looked back the way they had come from. "Two." He said, sniffing the air. "One of elvish decent, the other smells of alcohol. I would guess a dwarf. The pair eventually caught up with them. "A drunken gnome." He said to himself, hearing his whispered words. "We're not assassinating the dragon." He sighed. "We're trying to get an artifact it has to save the town a few days away." He then tapped the gnome's head. "You know it's not polite to stare." Not even a minute after the half-elf and gnome had caught up with them, he heard a couple more voices outside the cave. These two were not loud enough to be understood but he still knew they were there. "Wait here." He whispered to the group. "I'll be right back." He began walking back towards the cave entrance, running into Isabeau, Robert, the dwarf and the healer. Looking at the healer, he knew she would ask about his wounds. "They're already healed." He said to her, showing the places the wounds had been. "The halving is working with the half-Orc to get the artifact. And the group has a pair of new members; a half-elf and a gnome." With a motion of his hand for them to follow, he headed back towards the dragon. Except they took a wrong turn and ended up by another dragon. "That's not the same dragon." He said, clutching his curse mark in pain. "And this one is evil. We need to get back to the others." He moved past them quickly but quietly, hoping this dragon wouldn't wake or sense the curse. After correcting their course, he led them back to the group, frowning.
Siegfried leapt into the air, catching Regina from the dead demon's back, landing heavily. He set Regina down before standing with a sigh. "She's already headed on." he said, sniffing the air. "Let's catch up. It'd be faster if you get on my back." Whether or not the halfling took the offer to carry her, Siegfried would begin running fast, following Orchid's scent to the cave, leaving more gashes in the trees he passed to allow others to follow. Once at the cave, he cut one of the smaller boulders in half, letting people know this was the correct cave, before stepping inside, his skin and hair glowing softly in the darkness. "We don't have much time before this wears off." he said, walking quickly and carefully. He would follow Orchid's scent, hoping to find her. It took some tracking and his glow faded long before, his body beginning to ache afterwards, but he did eventually find the half-orc. "A bit hasty, aren't we?" he asked, coming up behind her. "You couldn't wait, could you? Now, what are we looking for?" he asked, looking at Orchid and, if she was there, Regina. "I can sense the dragon." he said, frowning. "It's asleep for now."
[To be completed.]
Name: Zada
Age: 16
Sex: Male
Race: Sheika
Handiness: Ambidextrous
Appearance: Zada stands about six and a quarter feet with white, layered hair that goes down to his mid-back and red eyes. He has an athletic build and long, slender limbs, allowing for more versatile use of his weapons. He wears a purple tunic with black long sleeves under, the Shieka eye on a wide white scarf over his chest. Around his waist, over the tunic, as well as covering his forearms and shins, are old, white bandages that are starting to get miscolored. Over his legs, he wears a pair of grey, baggy pants. His feet are protected by a pair of brown leather boots with steel plates over the toes, the top of the foot and around the back of the heel.
Inheritance: The Lens of Truth was passed down through the generations from his ancestor, Impa.
Personality: He is mostly cool and level-headed but can go off the handle, though those times are few and far between. He tends to be quiet, preferring to let others speak and then do his own thing. Once he does start talking, it is usually about how cruel the world is. Because of this, he can come off as a pessimist, though he tries to look to the brighter side of things.
Recent history: Despite the discrimination from most of the guards, Zada joined quite easily and quickly rose to the spot of the princess's personal guard.
Personal Goal: Equallity
Three strengths (Not just combat)
1. Understanding
2. Physical abilities
3. Caring heart
Three weaknesses (Not just combat)
1. Temper
2. Lack of communication
3. Uncontrollable rage
Greatest Love: Milk and apples
Hates the most: Discrimination
Misc: He is an excellent cook and, by extension, hunter, gatherer And fisherman.
Theme music: Fall Out Boy - Centuries
Name: Zada
Age: 16
Sex: Male
Race: Sheika
Handiness: Ambidextrous
Appearance: Zada stands about six and a quarter feet with white, layered hair that goes down to his mid-back and red eyes. He has an athletic build and long, slender limbs, allowing for more versatile use of his weapons. He wears a purple tunic with black long sleeves under, the Shieka eye on a wide white scarf over his chest. Around his waist, over the tunic, as well as covering his forearms and shins, are old, white bandages that are starting to get miscolored. Over his legs, he wears a pair of grey, baggy pants. His feet are protected by a pair of brown leather boots with steel plates over the toes, the top of the foot and around the back of the heel.
Inheritance: The Lens of Truth was passed down through the generations from his ancestor, Impa.
Personality: He is mostly cool and level-headed but can go off the handle, though those times are few and far between. He tends to be quiet, preferring to let others speak and then do his own thing. Once he does start talking, it is usually about how cruel the world is. Because of this, he can come off as a pessimist, though he tries to look to the brighter side of things.
Recent history: Despite the discrimination from most of the guards, Zada joined quite easily and quickly rose to the spot of the princess's personal guard.
Personal Goal: Equallity
Three strengths (Not just combat)
1. Understanding
2. Physical abilities
3. Caring heart
Three weaknesses (Not just combat)
1. Temper
2. Lack of communication
3. Uncontrollable rage
Greatest Love: Milk and apples
Hates the most: Discrimination
Misc: He is an excellent cook and, by extension, hunter, gatherer And fisherman.
Theme music: Fall Out Boy - Centuries
[Conjoined post between Bel and I.]
"Dragons already burn!" He roared loud enough for his voice to echo at least a couple miles away as his skin turned dark pink, steam rising from it. "Dragon burst!" The air would seem to waver as the aura of his rage would fly towards the demon, leaving scorch marks in its wake. The attack left him feeling empty, though still raging. He turned to Orchid, his hair slowly turning a pale silver. "Fire there!" He yelled, pointing straight at the demon. "And don't relent." He coughed up a bit of blood before turning his sword to be able to launch the halfling. "Regina, sky shot!"
Regina had been running still when she saw arrows fly past her. "They're still alive!" She called to the half-Orc. Seeing Siegfried with his blade ready to launch her, she smiled. She leapt on the edge of his weapon, looking towards where she thought the demon was.
Siegfried launched Regina straight towards the demon, his aim perfect for if the demon did not move. Regina, however, would be able to smell the burnt flesh of the demon, whether it was still airborn or not, and be able to use her levitation to guide herself towards the demon if he did move. Either way, the halfling would end up on the demon's back, knives slashing at its neck. "Shoot there!" Siegfried yelled again, looking at Orchid.
"Dragons already burn!" He roared loud enough for his voice to echo at least a couple miles away as his skin turned dark pink, steam rising from it. "Dragon burst!" The air would seem to waver as the aura of his rage would fly towards the demon, leaving scorch marks in its wake. The attack left him feeling empty, though still raging. He turned to Orchid, his hair slowly turning a pale silver. "Fire there!" He yelled, pointing straight at the demon. "And don't relent." He coughed up a bit of blood before turning his sword to be able to launch the halfling. "Regina, sky shot!"
Regina had been running still when she saw arrows fly past her. "They're still alive!" She called to the half-Orc. Seeing Siegfried with his blade ready to launch her, she smiled. She leapt on the edge of his weapon, looking towards where she thought the demon was.
Siegfried launched Regina straight towards the demon, his aim perfect for if the demon did not move. Regina, however, would be able to smell the burnt flesh of the demon, whether it was still airborn or not, and be able to use her levitation to guide herself towards the demon if he did move. Either way, the halfling would end up on the demon's back, knives slashing at its neck. "Shoot there!" Siegfried yelled again, looking at Orchid.
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