Animus: Yes, because I am already cursed enough. (Read bio.)
Gender: No one can tell
Description and Backstory: Auden is an intelligent dragon shunned from all tribes. Being a tri-blooded dragon has kept them on the run for their entire life. They have flamesilk, leafspeak, venom shot, and camouflage but are too afraid to use any non-rainwing powers in the presence of others for fear of others discovering that they are not a pure-blood. They are also an animus but has never used their power for fear of discovery. They have the appearance of a rainwing. That is to say, they have a constantly changing appearance. They travel around the tribes teaching others.
Pale red scales that are cracked and ooze with some kind of black liquid adorn a dragon right outside of the Scorpion Den, who glances up at Rouge and then goes back to his scroll. He has a pair of glasses, sharp horns that are more rectangular than triangular, and blazing red eyes. His tongue flicks out every few seconds, clearly bored.
As Cyclone glances up, Rouge looks at him, sensing the curse. She swoops down and lands near him, "H-hello?"
"Hm?" He looks up. "Ah. SilkWing. A flamesilk too. Fascinating..."
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
Pale red scales that are cracked and ooze with some kind of black liquid adorn a dragon right outside of the Scorpion Den, who glances up at Rouge and then goes back to his scroll. He has a pair of glasses, sharp horns that are more rectangular than triangular, and blazing red eyes. His tongue flicks out every few seconds, clearly bored.
As Cyclone glances up, Rouge looks at him, sensing the curse. She swoops down and lands near him, "H-hello?"
"Hm?" He looks up. "Ah. SilkWing. A flamesilk too. Fascinating..."
Rouge let's out a squeak, "H-how did you know?" She looks over at where Dust is and whispers, "You're not sneaky."
Pale red scales that are cracked and ooze with some kind of black liquid adorn a dragon right outside of the Scorpion Den, who glances up at Rouge and then goes back to his scroll. He has a pair of glasses, sharp horns that are more rectangular than triangular, and blazing red eyes. His tongue flicks out every few seconds, clearly bored.
As Cyclone glances up, Rouge looks at him, sensing the curse. She swoops down and lands near him, "H-hello?"
"Hm?" He looks up. "Ah. SilkWing. A flamesilk too. Fascinating..."
Rouge let's out a squeak, "H-how did you know?" She looks over at where Dust is and whispers, "You're not sneaky."
"Well. You're obviously a Silkwing, and I smell smoke. Is that all?"
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
Pale red scales that are cracked and ooze with some kind of black liquid adorn a dragon right outside of the Scorpion Den, who glances up at Rouge and then goes back to his scroll. He has a pair of glasses, sharp horns that are more rectangular than triangular, and blazing red eyes. His tongue flicks out every few seconds, clearly bored.
As Cyclone glances up, Rouge looks at him, sensing the curse. She swoops down and lands near him, "H-hello?"
"Hm?" He looks up. "Ah. SilkWing. A flamesilk too. Fascinating..."
Rouge let's out a squeak, "H-how did you know?" She looks over at where Dust is and whispers, "You're not sneaky."
"Well. You're obviously a Silkwing, and I smell smoke. Is that all?"
She ducks her head a bit, "Ah..." She sniffs her wrist, "Didn't realize they smoked, you seem interesting."
Pale red scales that are cracked and ooze with some kind of black liquid adorn a dragon right outside of the Scorpion Den, who glances up at Rouge and then goes back to his scroll. He has a pair of glasses, sharp horns that are more rectangular than triangular, and blazing red eyes. His tongue flicks out every few seconds, clearly bored.
As Cyclone glances up, Rouge looks at him, sensing the curse. She swoops down and lands near him, "H-hello?"
"Hm?" He looks up. "Ah. SilkWing. A flamesilk too. Fascinating..."
Rouge let's out a squeak, "H-how did you know?" She looks over at where Dust is and whispers, "You're not sneaky."
"Well. You're obviously a Silkwing, and I smell smoke. Is that all?"
She ducks her head a bit, "Ah..." She sniffs her wrist, "Didn't realize they smoked, you seem interesting."
"Because of my scales?" He asks bluntly.
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
Pale red scales that are cracked and ooze with some kind of black liquid adorn a dragon right outside of the Scorpion Den, who glances up at Rouge and then goes back to his scroll. He has a pair of glasses, sharp horns that are more rectangular than triangular, and blazing red eyes. His tongue flicks out every few seconds, clearly bored.
As Cyclone glances up, Rouge looks at him, sensing the curse. She swoops down and lands near him, "H-hello?"
"Hm?" He looks up. "Ah. SilkWing. A flamesilk too. Fascinating..."
Rouge let's out a squeak, "H-how did you know?" She looks over at where Dust is and whispers, "You're not sneaky."
"Well. You're obviously a Silkwing, and I smell smoke. Is that all?"
She ducks her head a bit, "Ah..." She sniffs her wrist, "Didn't realize they smoked, you seem interesting."
"Because of my scales?" He asks bluntly.
"No, cause you're reading, but what happened to your scales."
Pale red scales that are cracked and ooze with some kind of black liquid adorn a dragon right outside of the Scorpion Den, who glances up at Rouge and then goes back to his scroll. He has a pair of glasses, sharp horns that are more rectangular than triangular, and blazing red eyes. His tongue flicks out every few seconds, clearly bored.
As Cyclone glances up, Rouge looks at him, sensing the curse. She swoops down and lands near him, "H-hello?"
"Hm?" He looks up. "Ah. SilkWing. A flamesilk too. Fascinating..."
Rouge let's out a squeak, "H-how did you know?" She looks over at where Dust is and whispers, "You're not sneaky."
"Well. You're obviously a Silkwing, and I smell smoke. Is that all?"
She ducks her head a bit, "Ah..." She sniffs her wrist, "Didn't realize they smoked, you seem interesting."
"Because of my scales?" He asks bluntly.
"No, cause you're reading, but what happened to your scales."
"I didn't realize my scrolls made me interesting. If I had known that, I would have burned them already."
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
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Name: Dust
Wing: Sandwing
Animus: Yes
Gender: Female
Description: Dust is pale brown with black scales on her snout. Her eyes the color of the sky
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
Name: Auden
Wing: 25% silkwing, 25% leafwing, 50% rainwing.
Animus: Yes, because I am already cursed enough. (Read bio.)
Gender: No one can tell
Description and Backstory: Auden is an intelligent dragon shunned from all tribes. Being a tri-blooded dragon has kept them on the run for their entire life. They have flamesilk, leafspeak, venom shot, and camouflage but are too afraid to use any non-rainwing powers in the presence of others for fear of others discovering that they are not a pure-blood. They are also an animus but has never used their power for fear of discovery. They have the appearance of a rainwing. That is to say, they have a constantly changing appearance. They travel around the tribes teaching others.
- Igglywiv the Wizard
-Archmage Aaravos
I played every class, now playing every sub-class.
You would not believe how much AuDHD helps with creating campaigns!
Check out this cool roleplay thread and my dragon there!
*Is everyone creating multiple characters? Is that required?*
- Igglywiv the Wizard
-Archmage Aaravos
I played every class, now playing every sub-class.
You would not believe how much AuDHD helps with creating campaigns!
Check out this cool roleplay thread and my dragon there!
I don’t think it is
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
*Could we do
WildWings
or are those not discovered yet? They're from the newest book.*
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
"Hm?" He looks up. "Ah. SilkWing. A flamesilk too. Fascinating..."
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
*If you'd like we can do a separate rp? 3 persons are usually hard, but I'm okay with it if Tron is.*
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*I have not read them yet, so not right now.*
Rouge let's out a squeak, "H-how did you know?" She looks over at where Dust is and whispers, "You're not sneaky."
"Well. You're obviously a Silkwing, and I smell smoke. Is that all?"
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
Dust looks down embarrassed then remembers she’s invisible and says “o-ok sorry for sneaking up on you or trying to at least”
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
She ducks her head a bit, "Ah..." She sniffs her wrist, "Didn't realize they smoked, you seem interesting."
*Sable, when you talk, please use quotation marks so we know when you are speaking in character.*
"Because of my scales?" He asks bluntly.
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Ok*
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
*and use asterisks or parentheses for out of character talk.*
"No, cause you're reading, but what happened to your scales."
“hey I read that’s not that weird is it?”
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
"I didn't realize my scrolls made me interesting. If I had known that, I would have burned them already."
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.