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Name: Skallingar the Wicked
Age: 550
Gender: Male
Breed: Western
Magic Type: Arcane
Tribe: Arcane
Rank: Emperor

Personality:

Malicious - He does not take kindly to insurgence of any form. He expects his orders to be carried out immediately and fulfilled with precision and accuracy. If his standards are not met he deals in harsh punishments and will not hesitate to lash out physically or verbally.
Imposing - He commands an intimidating and awe-inspiring presence that demands respect among his fellow Arcane as well as members of other tribes. He is of relatively large stature compared to many other dragons, with numerous horns and spikes to accompany.
Malign - He is evil and he knows it. He has an insatiable bloodlust that he demands to be fulfilled either on the battlefield or in an arena. He spares almost no mercy for enemies, and certainly none for treason. He revels in the thrill of battle, and it is not unusual for him to cannibalize fallen foes to regain his own strength. He also claims a massive ego that sometimes outshines itself.
Perceptive - While he does have very keen eyesight that allows him a form of slight thermal vision, his perceptive trait is accredited due to his ability to read someone's emotions extremely well. He can see through almost any lie, which makes him weary of many politicians or delegates. If he catches you lying to him, whether minor or major, he will most likely choose to execute or banish such a perpetrator for disrespecting him in such a manner.
Distrustful - After ruling as Emperor for over 300 years, he has seen challengers, treachery, and insubordination rise from every rank in the clan, even the Viceroys. As a result, his trust is extremely limited only to those who he has known for a duration of time, or those who prove themselves to him outstandingly. He is not gullible, and not quick to follow a plan before running over every possible scenario.
Analytic - He can quickly gain a comprehension of most situations from a few glances, and glean what information he needs to know in order for himself to remain on top. This is especially handy in a battle as he can quickly analyze an opponent's strengths and weaknesses to change his own methods of fighting to emerge victorious.

History:

Skallingar was quickly discovered to be one of the strongest and most dominant wyrmlings in the Arcane nursery. He continually impressed the Cultivators as well as his Empress, Thalara, throughout his training by demonstration of exemplary skills in battle, leadership, and problem solving. However, the area he excelled least in was the use of Arcane magic. Problematic, for a young dragon that could easily rise to the ranks of an Architect through enough hard work and dedication. Ease of skill with Arcane magic is quintessential in the clan, and the Cultivators would have most likely demoted Skallingar to Thrall status had he not killed one of them when they attempted to do so. His raw power regained his favor with the clan, and after he successfully completed his Branding, his hard work and dedication rewarded him with the status of...

...a Grunt. Outraged, Skallingar was determined his prowess would not go unrewarded, even if he had to challenge the Empress to do so. However, he was still very young, and smaller than many of the full grown adults in his patrol, and was an easy target for their hassling - they saw his arrogant, boastful personality as irritating and insolent. When off-duty, dragons of the same patrol would sleep in the same pod in the barracks -pods are a small, stone-reinforced, circular room that made up the entirety of the barracks; patrols can be up to 15 dragons total, which will not all fit in a pod laying side-by side, so dogpiles are a common happenstance. In Arcane territory, days are sweltering, nights are freezing, and Skallingar, being the 15th member of his patrol, always received the worst position in the pod. During the freezing nights, he would always be closest to the doorway, on the outer layer of the pile, where warmth and sleep were akin to be scarce. Hotter evenings saw Skallingar towards the back of the room, often beneath the larger dragons, where the heat gathered and brought extreme dehydration for a young drake.

For almost a hundred years, this is how Skallingar functioned with his patrol. He often felt the more banal tasks were left up to him to complete, and when the older dragons smirked "Pass it off to the kid," he would complete the tasks to his greatest ability. His hard work and efforts began to take their toll on the young dragon, who by now had nearly grown to his full size, and surpassed almost all of his patrol save the Executioner. When he would take the tasks passed to him without much complaint or resistance, his superior officers would take notice and often discuss among themselves his achievements and pure loyalty to the clan. He was aware of this, and so continued to prove his loyalty without complaint. Eventually, he was given the opportunity by the Alpha Architect, his superior, to fill in for a recently deceased Executioner. The patrol was relatively small, only containing six grunts, but he gladly jumped on the opportunity and began to further prove himself in the next tier of the Arcane hierarchy.

Another hundred years were spent in service to the crown as an Executioner, and this is where he felt his talents began to truly unfold. After a while, he began to notice a frailty in Empress Thalara that not many others saw - or at least if they did, they made no mention of it. He observed a slight tremble in her knees and elbows when she walked - ever so slight, but noticeable to his very keen eyesight. At his age, he was nearing the prime of his life for mating, and he knew that many others from his generation were beginning to be selected by the Cultivators for a brief "retirement" in order to conduct the process of mating and choosing the traits of the next generation. Skallingar felt no love for this tradition, dreaded the thought in fact, and decided with haste that he would rise to a high ranking, important position that does not spare its occupants for any period of time, even for mating. There were only three positions he could vie for that would prevent him from ever having to mate, and they were the Architects, Viceroys, or the Emperor.

Skallingar spent many nights wide awake, considering which position he would "apply" for, and whether they were worth it or if he should just bear through mating. He considered the Architects - their skills were unmatched and they commanded a respect that only true leaders could incite. However, the position of an Architect is lifelong, and one can only be appointed an Architect by one of the Viceroys. Then he considered the second most powerful position, one with a seemingly endless amount of tasks and responsibilities, one which was earned through challenging the Viceroy currently claiming that position. Then, he considered Empress Thalara, and her frail joints weakening with age. She was a formidable foe, having held the title of Empress for well over 500 years, but though she still commanded immense respect from her subordinates, her strength was beginning to disappear. Skallingar felt that out of all the possibilities, he could overpower the Empress easily and claim the position for himself.

Then one day, he approached the antechamber of officers and declared a challenge to Thalara at that moment for abdication of leadership of the clan. As per the laws of the Arcane, she was obligated to oblige and battle Skallingar until one of them was dead or defeated. Challenges for the throne are almost holidays for the Arcane, the battles being carried out in the largest arena in Arcane territory, where all members of the clan can gather to observe. Unfortunately for the eager onlookers, Thalara and Skallingar's battle was short-lived. After dancing around eachother for several minutes, making half-assed jabs at one another here and there, Skallingar quickly grew bored of their little game and decided to end the battle almost as soon as it had begun. In one swift motion, he swept his tail into the Empress's legs, knocking her completely off her feet. Using the same momentum, he spun through the air and brought the large, jagged spikes on his heel directly into her chest, at an angle that dug the spike beneath the protection of thick underbelly scales and straight into her heart. He twisted his heel a bit to assure no recovery was possible, and as she slowly died, convulsing, he tore into her flesh with his large fangs, her gurgling cries of agony muffled by her own blood. He was of course repulsed by the flavors of cannibalism, but showed no sign of it as he chewed and swallowed five mouthfuls of her warm flesh before facing the crowd and bellowing in victory.

From this moment on he was Emperor unchallenged, his rule over the Arcane one to be honored and envied. Throughout the course of his reign, many challengers rose to claim victory over him, but none succeeded, and all were killed in a similar manner to the previous Empress. His oversight of the army and border control with other tribes, particularly Vagabond, have been documented as one of the bloodiest in the history of the Arcane clan. He is always more than happy to have his enemies executed or fed to the hounds, and after so many challenges for the throne he has begun to grow a slight taste for cannibalism, much to the dismay of his clanmates. However, there is little any of them can do for it without directly challenging him, and though his reign is bloody and unforgiving, he is well respected and admired by a vast majority of the tribe.

Status:

Viceroys: 3 positions open
Mate: open
RPs: open

Notes:

- Sex-repulsed but open to a secret relationship, gender irrelevant
- Zodiac sign: Taurus

Alriiiiiight, here's my main character for our RP group, Crown of Thorns, the Emperor of the Arcane clan! I really encourage everyone to check it out and sign up if you like RPs! It's gonna be super fun!!!

Art, Skallingar (c) me
RP group

Description

Name: Skallingar the Wicked
Age: 550
Gender: Male
Breed: Western
Magic Type: Arcane
Tribe: Arcane
Rank: Emperor

Personality:

Malicious - He does not take kindly to insurgence of any form. He expects his orders to be carried out immediately and fulfilled with precision and accuracy. If his standards are not met he deals in harsh punishments and will not hesitate to lash out physically or verbally.
Imposing - He commands an intimidating and awe-inspiring presence that demands respect among his fellow Arcane as well as members of other tribes. He is of relatively large stature compared to many other dragons, with numerous horns and spikes to accompany.
Malign - He is evil and he knows it. He has an insatiable bloodlust that he demands to be fulfilled either on the battlefield or in an arena. He spares almost no mercy for enemies, and certainly none for treason. He revels in the thrill of battle, and it is not unusual for him to cannibalize fallen foes to regain his own strength. He also claims a massive ego that sometimes outshines itself.
Perceptive - While he does have very keen eyesight that allows him a form of slight thermal vision, his perceptive trait is accredited due to his ability to read someone's emotions extremely well. He can see through almost any lie, which makes him weary of many politicians or delegates. If he catches you lying to him, whether minor or major, he will most likely choose to execute or banish such a perpetrator for disrespecting him in such a manner.
Distrustful - After ruling as Emperor for over 300 years, he has seen challengers, treachery, and insubordination rise from every rank in the clan, even the Viceroys. As a result, his trust is extremely limited only to those who he has known for a duration of time, or those who prove themselves to him outstandingly. He is not gullible, and not quick to follow a plan before running over every possible scenario.
Analytic - He can quickly gain a comprehension of most situations from a few glances, and glean what information he needs to know in order for himself to remain on top. This is especially handy in a battle as he can quickly analyze an opponent's strengths and weaknesses to change his own methods of fighting to emerge victorious.

History:

Skallingar was quickly discovered to be one of the strongest and most dominant wyrmlings in the Arcane nursery. He continually impressed the Cultivators as well as his Empress, Thalara, throughout his training by demonstration of exemplary skills in battle, leadership, and problem solving. However, the area he excelled least in was the use of Arcane magic. Problematic, for a young dragon that could easily rise to the ranks of an Architect through enough hard work and dedication. Ease of skill with Arcane magic is quintessential in the clan, and the Cultivators would have most likely demoted Skallingar to Thrall status had he not killed one of them when they attempted to do so. His raw power regained his favor with the clan, and after he successfully completed his Branding, his hard work and dedication rewarded him with the status of...

...a Grunt. Outraged, Skallingar was determined his prowess would not go unrewarded, even if he had to challenge the Empress to do so. However, he was still very young, and smaller than many of the full grown adults in his patrol, and was an easy target for their hassling - they saw his arrogant, boastful personality as irritating and insolent. When off-duty, dragons of the same patrol would sleep in the same pod in the barracks -pods are a small, stone-reinforced, circular room that made up the entirety of the barracks; patrols can be up to 15 dragons total, which will not all fit in a pod laying side-by side, so dogpiles are a common happenstance. In Arcane territory, days are sweltering, nights are freezing, and Skallingar, being the 15th member of his patrol, always received the worst position in the pod. During the freezing nights, he would always be closest to the doorway, on the outer layer of the pile, where warmth and sleep were akin to be scarce. Hotter evenings saw Skallingar towards the back of the room, often beneath the larger dragons, where the heat gathered and brought extreme dehydration for a young drake.

For almost a hundred years, this is how Skallingar functioned with his patrol. He often felt the more banal tasks were left up to him to complete, and when the older dragons smirked "Pass it off to the kid," he would complete the tasks to his greatest ability. His hard work and efforts began to take their toll on the young dragon, who by now had nearly grown to his full size, and surpassed almost all of his patrol save the Executioner. When he would take the tasks passed to him without much complaint or resistance, his superior officers would take notice and often discuss among themselves his achievements and pure loyalty to the clan. He was aware of this, and so continued to prove his loyalty without complaint. Eventually, he was given the opportunity by the Alpha Architect, his superior, to fill in for a recently deceased Executioner. The patrol was relatively small, only containing six grunts, but he gladly jumped on the opportunity and began to further prove himself in the next tier of the Arcane hierarchy.

Another hundred years were spent in service to the crown as an Executioner, and this is where he felt his talents began to truly unfold. After a while, he began to notice a frailty in Empress Thalara that not many others saw - or at least if they did, they made no mention of it. He observed a slight tremble in her knees and elbows when she walked - ever so slight, but noticeable to his very keen eyesight. At his age, he was nearing the prime of his life for mating, and he knew that many others from his generation were beginning to be selected by the Cultivators for a brief "retirement" in order to conduct the process of mating and choosing the traits of the next generation. Skallingar felt no love for this tradition, dreaded the thought in fact, and decided with haste that he would rise to a high ranking, important position that does not spare its occupants for any period of time, even for mating. There were only three positions he could vie for that would prevent him from ever having to mate, and they were the Architects, Viceroys, or the Emperor.

Skallingar spent many nights wide awake, considering which position he would "apply" for, and whether they were worth it or if he should just bear through mating. He considered the Architects - their skills were unmatched and they commanded a respect that only true leaders could incite. However, the position of an Architect is lifelong, and one can only be appointed an Architect by one of the Viceroys. Then he considered the second most powerful position, one with a seemingly endless amount of tasks and responsibilities, one which was earned through challenging the Viceroy currently claiming that position. Then, he considered Empress Thalara, and her frail joints weakening with age. She was a formidable foe, having held the title of Empress for well over 500 years, but though she still commanded immense respect from her subordinates, her strength was beginning to disappear. Skallingar felt that out of all the possibilities, he could overpower the Empress easily and claim the position for himself.

Then one day, he approached the antechamber of officers and declared a challenge to Thalara at that moment for abdication of leadership of the clan. As per the laws of the Arcane, she was obligated to oblige and battle Skallingar until one of them was dead or defeated. Challenges for the throne are almost holidays for the Arcane, the battles being carried out in the largest arena in Arcane territory, where all members of the clan can gather to observe. Unfortunately for the eager onlookers, Thalara and Skallingar's battle was short-lived. After dancing around eachother for several minutes, making half-assed jabs at one another here and there, Skallingar quickly grew bored of their little game and decided to end the battle almost as soon as it had begun. In one swift motion, he swept his tail into the Empress's legs, knocking her completely off her feet. Using the same momentum, he spun through the air and brought the large, jagged spikes on his heel directly into her chest, at an angle that dug the spike beneath the protection of thick underbelly scales and straight into her heart. He twisted his heel a bit to assure no recovery was possible, and as she slowly died, convulsing, he tore into her flesh with his large fangs, her gurgling cries of agony muffled by her own blood. He was of course repulsed by the flavors of cannibalism, but showed no sign of it as he chewed and swallowed five mouthfuls of her warm flesh before facing the crowd and bellowing in victory.

From this moment on he was Emperor unchallenged, his rule over the Arcane one to be honored and envied. Throughout the course of his reign, many challengers rose to claim victory over him, but none succeeded, and all were killed in a similar manner to the previous Empress. His oversight of the army and border control with other tribes, particularly Vagabond, have been documented as one of the bloodiest in the history of the Arcane clan. He is always more than happy to have his enemies executed or fed to the hounds, and after so many challenges for the throne he has begun to grow a slight taste for cannibalism, much to the dismay of his clanmates. However, there is little any of them can do for it without directly challenging him, and though his reign is bloody and unforgiving, he is well respected and admired by a vast majority of the tribe.

Status:

Viceroys: 3 positions open
Mate: open
RPs: open

Notes:

- Sex-repulsed but open to a secret relationship, gender irrelevant
- Zodiac sign: Taurus

Alriiiiiight, here's my main character for our RP group, Crown of Thorns, the Emperor of the Arcane clan! I really encourage everyone to check it out and sign up if you like RPs! It's gonna be super fun!!!

Art, Skallingar (c) me
RP group