The World of Drakonia--Characters

not a problem. It was way past my bedtime, finishing the bios and sorting out which pics to use for the storyline. Look forward to kicking this into overdrive n catch up on the stories. Clutch

They all look good to me, Easy. But, RP is right.....be careful on your pics and info. LOL This is not erotica writing.

Name:Dae'Nara
Age:22
Height:5'6"
Eyes:Golden Amber
Weapons:Short sword, short bow, dagger

Dae'Nara was from a small elven village in the north, very secluded and normally kept to themselves until Selena and her Lizonians attacked months ago. Now, there few of them left and what was left had learned to better defend themselves. Dae'Nara was the chieftan's daughter and now the leader of the small ragtag group of elves. She was half human, hence why she wasn't as tall as the others, but well respected nonetheless. She was also a great warrior, her mother having once been a member of an elite group of guardsmen from when there was a ruling king. She made sure that her daughter knew how to care for herself just in case something ever did happen.

She had heard about the rebellion and the Varden and was on her way to find them....hoping to find help for the 20 or so elves that were left of her village.

Name: Marwo Arwr or Marco Arwel (As a Drakonian accidently wrote his name wrong in a letter of orders and it stuck as the script used by the Celtians was difficult for the army forces to translate)

Age: 28

Appearance: Short cropped black hair a giant of a man being 6'8" He is the very figure of a powerful general of the Bear Clan though unorthadox his one remaining left eye is grey the other gouged out for a prospective deal to win a battle.

History: Marwo is the seventh son out of Eight from the Bear Clan of Celtians who recently due to war came out top of clans and became ruling head... apparently the 'king' of Bear has been taken of ill and the sons have been running the rag tag warriors.

The sons all play rolls in the grander scheme of politics a rough system their father set about

First, Advisor 'prospective King'
Second, Treasurer 'clearing Corruption'
Third, Royal Guards Leader
Fourth, Justicar 'deciding the laws'
Fifth, Diplomat
Sixth, Grand General of the armies administration
Seventh.... well He is meant to be the moral booster and head of the actual army and marching the front lines but no such son has been born in a long time Marwo being the first in a century he was given his name as a joke against this tradition translated loosely his name meant Dead Hero.

Rarer yet was the 8th son born who works as Marwo's sword bearer many rumor he will become a dragon rider if the Celtians could gain the courage to go back to the Dragons roost after Marwo's small discretion of killing three dragons and riders in the Civil war that broke between the clans of Celtians.

Many stories surround the civil war some say Marwo played a bigger part some say he was just there, others breath of fascinating stories of grand sacrifice and magic of a hermit sorcerer and a magic lance all that is know the giant two handed sword splitter was certainly real as his 8th brother has to transport it in a chest for Marwo to any conflicts the Seventh is sent though the family sword which the Bears carry usually is found at his waist like a dead weight just a symbol compared to the custom made slab of iron which he used as a greatsword.

And now the war over but still raging in Aurea obviously something must be done for the Celtians first they would need to remake contact with the Drakonians so long out of touch.

 Her name is Sienna Tulmerac of the Wolf clan in the southern Aurean mountains.  She is the last born of a litter of five and the smallest.  But she was also the prettiest and the most sought after of the females in the clan, but Sienna is not interested.  She is more interested in exploring, leaving the clan, finding her place.  She has met many Drakonians and a few riders and their dragons, making friends with them all.  

At 20 years of age she is still small, the smallest of her clan at barely over five feet tall weighing just over 115 pounds, but she's strong and agile.  Her amber eyes are sharp and filled with intelligence, her small, sharp canines ready to tear into anything or anyone.  She has long, silky black and silver hair of her pack's trademark of their ancestors, the black and silver great Celtian wolves of ancient times.  

She never stayed still...never stayed in one spot, her family never knowing where she would be from one day to the next only that she knew how to care for herself so they never truly worried, knowing that if needed she would howl for them.  She was Caninotian.  A race of beings evolved from the great Celtian wolves of old.  They still had some wolf traits, as in longer, sharper canines.....gold, amber or ice blue eyes.....strong fingernails that could grow into claws.  Their ears were slightly pointed, their eyes naturally lined with black, thick eyelashes.  

Sienna was adventurous, strong, funny, serious and hard to scare. She also had an infinity with the other predators of the woods, especially the wolves and their cousins the foxes. It was as if they understood her and she them, a rare gift. Because of this, her pack had always guarded as well as due to her size but her brothers had made sure she could protect herself training her in hand to hand combat and knives.  She was wild....and she was loved.

Marwo approved!!!

Rider: Saihara
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 134
Hair: Black
Eyes: Violet
Dragon: Azulan
He is a purple and blue dragon with gold color spikes from neck to tail, gold color talons, wing bones, and nostrols.

Saihara was ten years when she ventured out of her village through the woods and to the mountains edge. She saw a cave curious and went inside where saw a fire and a dragon about her age. She had heard stories about dragons but has never seen any, then heard wing beats outside of the cave, so she turned and saw the mother dragon walking inside. The dragon looked at her curiously and smiled, then she nudged the young girl. The young dragon was happy and the girl snuggle with him, and for ten years, Saihara and the dragon were together where ever they went. She had decided to name him Azulan, and she had learned how to ride him without a saddle, as well as learning how to use a bow while flying. They were inseperable.

Saihara and her dragon are approved.

Her name was Irin.  Her dragon was called Talon.  Talon had chosen Irin when she was just a young girl, guarding her and her family until she was old enough to train with him.  That had been ten years ago and now the young girl was a woman grown albeit on the small side at barely five feet two inches tall with long auburn hair and beautiful green eyes.  Her mother had been a Felintonian and Irin carried the exotic looks of that race without the tail. Her eyes were almond shaped with the pupils at slits that would expand as needed to allow more light in just like a cat's.  She had excellent night vision but not as good as a pure Felintonian and she carried the retractable claws at her fingertips. If one looked closely enough they could see the tiny slits in the tips where the claws would unsheath under her nail.  Her mother had died when she was young and her father had remarried a few years later, her step-mother loving her as her own. 

At twenty-two she was a warrior and she was good.  She almost always had her longbow with her when she and Talon were scouting or patrolling and her short sword and daggers never left her sides.  She was good friends with Ellie and Sienna and when the three were together the caverns shuddered at the trouble they could come up with but like both other young women, she knew when to be serious and deadly. 

It was just her and Talon now, her family having been killed by the Lizonians like so many others and while she lived in the sanctuary of the caves with the rebels and was good friends with Ellie and Sienna she was still a loner for the most part preferring to patrol alone.

Ellie Tiennan, daughter to General James Tiennan, was a mischief maker and a dragon rider.  Her dragon, Sooner, was never far from her unless he was resting in his nest within the caverns.  She was best friend to Irin and Sienna and the joy and bane to her father's life. 

At twenty, she was curvy with long, dark hair and striking blue eyes.  She was excellent with the short sword and throwing knives and was a terror to the Lizonians when on Sooner's back.  She grew up fighting alongside her father and was good at what she did but that didn't stop her father from worrying himself almost sick at times.  She carried her own scars from battle inside and out yet she never quit.  She has vowed to wipe her world clean of the Lizonians for killing her younger brothers and mother and it was clear that she meant ever word of her vow when she was in battle. 

Like Sienna, her weakness was children and she would move mountains to help one which had gotten her into many a scrape.

General James Tiennan ran the rebel group with an iron fist yet he was fair and understanding as well.  Everyone knew who his daughter was yet by his own request, they didn't treat her any different.  James had watched his younger sons and wife die during an attack by the Lizonians and had made sure that his remaining child, Ellie, was well taught in combat.  He was ecstatic when Sooner, her dragon, had chosen her for he knew she would be well protected.

His late wife and sons were never far from his thoughts as was destroying the sorcerers and their faithful Lizonians.  But he had grown increasingly worried for the Lizonians had begun to become more organized.....more strategic.  They were acting more like an army now then the once mindless beings they had been.  It was making it more and more difficult to defeat them along with their masters, the sorcerers.

Mikhail Tumerac was the alpha leader of the Silver Wolf Clan and king to all of the Caninotians.  He had four sons and one daughter, Sienna Tulmerac.  Mikhail loved his children but he doted on Sienna, his only daughter as did his four sons, doting on their little sister. 

Shortly after Sienna was born, Mikhail lost his wife and mate to a Lizonians poison tipped claws.  He knew he would never take another mate as the Canintonians mated for life but that didn't stop the available females of the packs from trying to vie for his attentions even though he turned each and every one down. 

He had full and total respect of all the Canitonian packs for being a provider, protector and fair.  His punishments were swift and could be cruel at times but his praise and rewards were beyond measure.  He was good friends with General James Tiennan and like James, he'd all but adopted James' daughter, Ellie, as his own watching over her as she grew up with Sienna.  But now was the time for all out war.  The sorcerers and their Lizonians were growing ever bolder, more organized and it worried the great wolf leader.  He'd also heard rumors of dragons that had turned against their riders and were now with the Lizonians and sorcerers although he'd yet to see one, but he put nothing past his enemies.

Torlief Tumerac was the eldest of the Tumerac family and next in line for Alpha when his father, Mikhail Tumerac, stepped down.  At thirty years of age he was in his prime but had yet to find his mate. 

He was an excellent warrior and doting elder brother to Sienna if not a little over protective, driving her insane at times.  He worried over her when she would go on her days long adventures, lovingly scolding her when she would come home for worrying him.  He watched over his younger brothers as well even though they too were seasoned warriors like himself. 

Torlief had been at his mother's side along with his father when she'd passed on from the Lizonian poison and was known for having no mercy when it came to the lizard people.  He'd aided his father in raising Sienna, admitting that the two of them were probably responsible for her wild ways.  Lately though, he was never far from his father's side, learning the ways of becoming a great leader like Mikhail.