Leroy Thickhide

[Ethelwulf]

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[cs=2] [style=text-align: center; font-family: century gothic; font-size: 16px; border-bottom: solid 2px #222222; margin-bottom: 4px; text-transform: center;]FULL NAME Leroy Thickhide ORIGINS I was born in the rotting crevices of a mountain, in the pits of the rotten and dying bodies of men. I was the last to hatch from the clutch of eggs, and the most nimble and scrawny of the chicks. The larger Fell creatures did not like me; seeing me as a fluke to the breed, they snapped and charged at me for days; my only defense was to lash out at them to get them to stop. I could only find peace when I was hiding or sneaking out during the day; it was the only time the fell beasts really slept. It wasn’t after a few months when a great war between men had ended; and blood had been spilt; I wasn’t much for battles, seeing as a few of my kin had died quite shortly after the war and being hunted for their wickedness. But this seemed different now as I was no longer getting tormented by my own kin. After a few days; when the meat of the deceased began to rotten, I made my chance at a feast. But apparently I wasn’t the only on out on the dead battleground; a few soldiers and some villagers were out helping to clean after the great battle. At first they didn’t see me and I liked it that way, but a guard had attacked me once he saw me moving about, the other soldiers had joined in as well. Pelting me with rocks and trying to jab a sword into my hide to injure me. That was when Ethel came. She had stepped in-front of me and the guards, speaking to them as I waited for them to attack again. She had picked me up and clamped my jaws with her hands tightly; I didn’t like much and thrashed about to get loss. I didn’t know at the time that she was trying to help me. When the soldiers went away, she still held onto me and toke me back to her village. For a few months I didn’t trust anything around me, not even the hand that feed me. But as time passed and the patience the girl seemed to have, I began to take a liking to her, but still kept my distance. She eventually got to riding me; It was awkward the first few times as neither of us knew how to ride together, but we got it down with practice and trust within the skies. BREED &STANDING I am a Fell Beast, a truly fearful looking creature; yet I am a tamed and trained beast by my Mistress Ethelwulf TRAITS [/style]
[atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,207] STRENGTHS: ▪ Jaw strength able to crush a horse’s body ▪ Emit a foul smog from my breathe ▪ seeing me coming or passing means fear will sweep near your mind(ability to create fear in others) ▪ Can survive hottest/coldest climates	[atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,207] WEAKNESSES: ▪ Underbelly is soft and very vulnerable ▪ Leather hide instead of scales, easier to puncture a wound ▪ Eyes are small and not adapt to bright light or seeing far off ▪ tendency to bite anything when mad
[atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,207] LIKES: ▪ Rotting bodies ▪ The night sky ▪ Dragons that can get through his tough demeanor and stench ▪ Seeing Ethel (but pretends to ignore her)	[atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,207] DISLIKES: ▪ Anyone mentioning his smell (Dragon or bipedal) ▪ Fish ▪ Other dragons that could pose a threat ▪ Being alone
[cs=2] FEARS:

▪ Being attacked by other dragons
▪ being cornered
▪ water (Not the best swimmer)[/div][/td][/tr]

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Leroy is a time bomb ready to explode. A danger to everyone except the one who trained him. He will snap at anything walking past or near him. The only one he will not attempt to take a chomp at is his trainer; Ethel. He enjoys peace when he can get it and is a bit socially awkward around other dragons; not knowing how to respond to body language.

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

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FIGHT TO THE DEATH

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ABILITIES:

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▪ Scream and appearance strikes fear into those who challenge him
▪ Has a powerful jaw
▪ Smog from breathe can sting the nose [/div][/td][/tr]


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KEYWORD IN RULES

BarfNBeltch

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Ethelwulf

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[REDKITEBAIT]

You don't have to make a separate profile for your trained dragon

Middle Earth doesn't exist on this site. Despite what Gobber says, trolls, orcs, halfings, elves and dwarves are just stories. (That or the Barbaric Archipelago is so tucked out the way someplace in Arda that it hasn't experienced these things…) But we don't allow that on this site.

[Ethelwulf]

I toke mordor out of it and left it as a great battle only. And ops, didn't know but I still wished to make it