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From the Egg - A Dragon Training Rp

@meri Your character is approved! I'm a huge fan of him. A couple of questions: Would you be comfortable with me bringing in some characters of his backstory during the story of the RP? I am trying to think of a reason why they would be picked for the Hatching. Would their mother have some higher up connections? Would he go willingly if his mother told him some guards were taking him away for something important she can't disclose? And, mostly for clarity's sake, are his pronouns he/they?

@JewelSerket

Totally, bringing in characters from backstories is always fun! As for the Hatching, I think connections through his mother could totally work. They trust her more than anyone else, so he'd absolutely go if she told him to. I was originally thinking since he travels so much he may have found the site of the Hatching and somehow finagled their way in there, but it would definitely make more sense if they had a reason like you suggested to be there. And yes, their pronouns are he/they. I know multiple pronouns can be confusing sometimes, so I'll try to keep it as clear as possible who I'm referring to with antecedents and whatnot once we get into the roleplay :)

From the Egg - A Dragon Training Rp

Skagi

Name: Skagi Delling

Race: Half-Human, Half-Oread

Pronouns: they/he

Text Color: Red (ed1c24)

Special Skill: Skagi is a bard, finding both their coin and their purpose in music. He uses their voice in many ways—to sing, of course, but also to lie. Though they find no excitement in deception, it is a necessary skill during constant travel. More people come to their shows to see the strange amalgam of flesh and stone than to hear their songs and legends. They know that. And they know the money they make from their honest work will never be enough. A dragon bonded to Skagi would likely be gifted with vocal abilities such as mimicking sounds or unleashing a deafening roar.

Ambition/Dream: Though they've spent most of his life on the road, Skagi wants to settle down more than anything. He's never truly felt like anywhere is his home. If he could find a place—and more importantly, people—that he could form a steady community with, they would be truly content. If they could stop pushing people away, that is.

Personality Traits: Skagi is a very friendly person at first glance. They're talkative, lighthearted, empathetic. Everything about them just seems nice. This is all true, of course—they do talk frequently, they do pursue the positive, they do recognize others’ emotions—but they have no problem using those skills for their own gain when they think he needs to. They like to think of themselves as a pleasant person. With luck, they are. Without it… well, they can still keep thinking it.

Childhood: He was raised by his human mother. They do not know anything about their father, other than that he is an oread. As such, Skagi acts in accordance with human culture, tending to be fairly adaptable and accepting. They spent most of their childhood moving around the continent due to their mother’s job as a mercenary. They were a curious child, and were known to wander off at the sight of something interesting. He’s tamed this impulse considerably, but not entirely.

Adolescence/Training: He learned a great deal about fighting from his mother, but even more about hiding. The battlefield is no place for a child, after all. They learned how to find good cover in the event of an ambush, and were trained to always be aware of their surroundings. Many of the places that brought his mother work were large cities; he learned both music and theft there.

Adulthood/After Completing Training: Though they love their mother and worry about her staying a mercenary as she ages, he decided it was best if he left to pursue their dreams as a bard. They maintain the traveling lifestyle of their childhood, but being a performer altered their life dramatically. He made friends quickly but lost them just as fast. They did make two lasting friends, though: Gisele and Osric, a pair of acrobats in a traveling circus. They write letters to each other and meet each other on the road occasionally, but they aren’t very close.

Notable Family:
Mother: Freya Delling
Father: Castellan Jasper

Notable Figures:
Gisele: Friend
Osric: Friend

Character Themes: Family, coming of age, identity

Character Tragedy: Shortly after setting out by himself, Skagi made a friend named Florian. He was a fellow performer, and they became fast friends, even performing together. Unfortunately, Skagi already had a few mercenaries after him from a heist he pulled while his mother was fighting guards. He was vigilant. Too vigilant. When Florian snuck into their room at night to surprise them with a new lute, Skagi awoke and stabbed him before they realized who he was. Overwhelmed with guilt, they fled, never to return to that town again. They do not know if he is still alive. In typical Skagi fashion, the lesson they learned from this was not to let anyone close enough to hurt accidentally. That way they hurt everyone on purpose. Which is… better, from their perspective.

Character Flaws: Manipulative, self-isolating, selfish

Hobbies: Knitting, playing the lute, making instruments (to varying degrees of success…)

Appearance: Skagi is quite tall, standing at over six feet. They are wiry and slender, with sharp fingers that, conveniently enough, serve as excellent picks for string instruments. He’s a strange mix of human and oread, composed of patches of flesh and rock. His appendages are primarily rock, resembling banded carnelian. A few stripes of pale skin stretch down his inner forearms and make up most of his torso and face. Rock constitutes the upper right quarter of his face, from which “hair” sprouts in thin filaments of assorted minerals down to his mid-back. He only has one eye (on the left side of their face). It is dark green. Their right leg is a little bit longer than his left due to its rocky composition, and he walks with a slight limp because of it. They’re a very strange looking person, perhaps disturbing at first glance, but fascinating to look at. They like to wear loose, flowy clothes paired with lots of jewelry.

From the Egg - A Dragon Training Rp

Would a hybrid character be okay? After looking at the races, I think a half-human half-oread could be cool. They were probably raised by the human parent since oread society wouldn't look kindly upon a half-human, insular as it is.

From the Egg - A Dragon Training Rp

@Duthguy@meri@saltcares@Cleveraptor@Emma@Loksfjoer@hanzo

I'm working on the character sheet as we speak. It should be done relatively soon, but I have to eat lunch!

Also, hi Meri! I just realized I've seen you in Festive's rp. Haha!

@JewelSerket

Lol yep! Seems we have similar taste :)

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Waves in nerd

Hey folks, going to start putting together my first post but don't think it'll be quite ready tonight. Thanks for having me!

@Sylvan

Looking forward to it! The more the merrier :)

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JULIETTE GAGNEUX

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Recorded Time of Death 00:29

Music rattles in Juliette’s teeth as she dives under the table, narrowly dodging the jagged glass. Bastien broke the bottle shoving her across the counter and seems rather intent on doing a hell of a lot worse than that now. He brandishes the neck of it like a knife. For all of his flaws, he always was a resourceful son of a bitch. The lights of the club refract garishly through both the glass and his glasses. Speaking of flaws—who wears their glasses in a bar fight?

Recorded Time of Death 00:23

“Stop!” yells Helen. Her voice is drowned out by the music. “Jesus Christ, you guys, stop!”

Juliette scrambles out from under the table, grabbing a chair by the leg and flinging it at Bastien. It barely scrapes the tabletop before clattering to the ground. He smirks. She swallows. Shit. Shit. Stupid cheap-ass chairs! He vaults over the table and swings again. She ducks, but not fast enough—the bottle catches in her hair, snagging and ripping out a curly red chunk. It takes all her will not to scream.

Recorded Time of Death 00:12

Before she can even react, he grabs the back of her head and slams her face into the wall. Once. Twice. Helen is definitely screaming now—Juliette isn’t sure if it’s the pounding of blood in her ears or the howling of her best friend, but she can’t hear the music anymore. Deliriously, she laments this. And then finds it funny. And then laments it again. Bastien cracks her head against the wall again. A hysterical laugh fizzes in her chest; it is trapped when he starts to choke her.

Recorded Time of Death 00:04

The moment his hand closes around her throat, a horrible noise rips through her skull. Worse than the screaming, worse than the blood, worse than the, ha, music—it reaches a fever pitch in seconds. Brutal microphone feedback. She meets Helen’s eyes over Bastien’s shoulder. They’re both screaming now, Juliette’s voice trapped, Helen’s rushing free, and for a moment she can imagine they’re singing together. Just like the old days. Just like. Just…

Recorded Time of Death 00:03

Silence. Perfect silence while her senses fade in, processing stimuli one at a time. Pressure to the neck, numbness of the lips, sweat running down her forehead—blood flow to the brain is being cut off. She brings her knee up into her attacker’s balls, hard, and he cries out. Doesn’t release. Okay. He hasn’t restrained her hands. She shoves a finger into his eyeball, carving towards her with the nail. Another scream. Still doesn’t let go. Who is this guy?

Recorded Time of Death 00:10

She goes limp for a moment, grimacing at the extra pressure on her neck, but achieves a better angle from which to headbutt him. Which she does. That gets him off her. Air rushes through her, forcing a coughing fit. She falls to her knees and tries to recover, tries not to feel like she’s going to cough up a lung, and surveys the scene before her. Looks like he hit a chair on the way down. Probably not dead. Not that she’s going to wait around to find out. Then there’s a touch at her back—she whirls around, swinging blindly—

“Stop! For the love of God, Jules, stop, it’s me!”

She blinks hard, eyes watering. A final cough or two. The woman before her is tall, dark-haired, and blurred by a slimy sting of melting mascara. Juliette wipes the black gunk from her eyes and meets her gaze.

“Sorry,” she says. It sounds hollow, even to her.

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The cold drum of rain is a blessed reprieve from the club. That many bodies packed into one place is suffocating—dancing produces just as much body heat as fighting. A pleasant shiver runs through Juliette as she drops her bag next to a bass guitar. It’s smothered in cat stickers. Charming. Helen—that’s the woman’s name, revealed through some questioning that was sure to convince her Juliette was either crazy or concussed, hopefully the latter—is saying something again. Juliette turns to her, watching her lock the door to the apartment with more force than is strictly necessary. “Sure, just, um, give me a minute. I have to go to the bathroom.”

Helen looks at her like she is, in fact, crazy, but that’s a problem for after briefing. She shoots her an apologetic smile that melts immediately into a wince. Yeah, she definitely needs to check on her jaw.

Setting out into the tiny apartment, it’s easy enough to locate the door to the bathroom and lock it before being questioned further. She fishes through the pockets of her jeans—black, bootcut, and covered in rhinestones. Tacky as all hell, but… well, at least her host knew how to catch people’s attention. Not that it worked out for her.

Locating a smartphone in her pockets, she unlocks it with the fingerprint scanner. It doesn’t take long to access the Director’s forum. She’s hopeless with technology, but she can follow directions. Strings of code flow from her mind to the screen in steady taps. Not so different from sequencing DNA, at the end of the day. The display goes black. Then, bright, warm, galvanizing:

"Welcome, Traveler 3599. Arrive at the coordinates 45.715103, 4.830390 to receive your first mission."

From the Egg - A Dragon Training RP (New Lore, Looking for Players)

Howdy folks! I just dropped the newest chunk of lore. From here on, I will be checking to see if I have enough players. Once I have 3+ players, I will make an OOC post for this rp. If you are interested, either respond to this comment or give it a reaction of some sort.

@JewelSerket

Sounds good!

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@Festive Awesome, looking forward to it!

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I am definitely still on to do the RP, although, I would prefer to find at least one other person to join us. I will advertise the RP and if no one comes along I feel as though we have the most vital roles to start it.

@Festive

I think that's a good plan! Worst comes to worst, we can always make it so that the other specialties misfired or died in a previous mission or something.

From the Egg - A Dragon Training RP (New Lore, Looking for Players)

The new lore sounds super interesting!!