Post by aya on May 24, 2010 18:22:41 GMT -5
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NAME: Ayamayr Vei Truczua (ahy-ya-mair vey trook-oo-wa)
ALIAS: Aya (ahy-ya)
AGE: 16
GENDER: Female
STANDING: Viking-in-Training
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight
LIKES:
- Solitude is undoubtedly when Aya is at most peace, especially with Daevra
- Flying. Without a second thought, soaring through the sky is Aya’s favorite pleasure that she and Daevra share
- Her life-long best friend, Daevra
- Sparring and honing her fighting skills
- Simply venturing through forests or mountains
- Flowers, the sweeter smelling the better
- Purple
DISLIKES:
- Having too many people around her(Demophobia)
- Being the center of attention(nervousness strikes)
- Bugs, she isn’t scared and doesn’t run away from them, she just does not like them(one would be an immediate splat! if spotted)
- Losing, but thankfully she isn’t a sore loser, though
STRENGTHS:
- She is a foe not to be toyed with, combat with her, if one’s not skilled himself, could lead to a tarnished dignity
- Witty and cunning
- She’s a hard stone to move once she has her sights set on something. Never giving up is positively a key feature of her personality
- Aya is very competitive and will always take on a challenge
- Resourceful
- Aya has developed her own form of fighting, it is a graceful and flowing style, mainly comprised of high kicks and quick movement, that she named Dragon’s Breath
WEAKNESSES:
- Aya is rather shy most the time
- Due to her mentioned limitation, socializing doesn’t always happen
- To be submerged completely in water(she freaks out, seriously)
- She hates to offend people, so straight-forwardness is definitely a omitted trait
FEARS:
- Losing Daevra
- Falling in love
- Failing to eliminate the person who slew her mother
- Being completely alone
AMBITIONS:
- Track down the Hysterian who murdered her mother and avenge her death
- To fly across the world and see all there is to see
- To have a family again
- Become one the best proclaimed aerial and one-on-one combat fighters
SECRETS:
- She’s aware of Daevra’s “innocent” ploy of locating a companion for her
- Is not sure she can keep her vow, since dying in her mother’s name would leave Daevra behind, and forcing him to pass on with her is an act of selfishness she could never even comprehend or consider
PERSONALITY:Ayamayr is very timid, especially to those she doesn’t know or barely acquainted with. But when the axes come out, she avoids no one and brutally attacks all foes in sight. A strange twist, it may seem, but Aya is a friendly and playfully sarcastic teen once one got to know her. So it may or may not be such a surprise.
However, Aya is exceedingly vengeful and could hold a grudge for an eternity. Fortunately, it takes serious dedication to set her off. Most would probably abandon the task before she was even close to losing her temper. To whoever aims to become her adversary, Aya may try to make peace with him/her if the task seems achievable or, if they went the whole nine yards and thoroughly pissed her off, she is cold and distant, maybe even hostile.
OVERALL PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:Aya is slim and lanky, though not scrawny. Her arms and legs are muscled, yet still lean in appearance. She bears a soft, clear, peachy complexion. Her stature is a good 5’ 4”, and weighs about 98 lbs. Her irises are generally a strong indigo hue, though variably change between deep blue and vibrant purple depending on her mood. Her reddish black hair reached the back of her knees; long layers; and the last foot’s worth of her tresses are tied with a red ribbon. Her bangs are cut just below her eyebrows, and are parted to the left. A tattoo of the Wolf’s Cross can be found on her back, covering from the nape of her neck to the small of her back, and the image of Mjolnir is on her upper right arm.
Clothing wise, Aya always bears thin, stretched hide as her first layer: a cap-sleeved top that stops at her natural waist and a pair of leggings that starts at her hips and covers to her knees. A lightweight, iron strapped chest plate simply covers her breasts. Forming a breathable skirt, strong furless-pelt flaps—embellished with a scorched and gilded design—attached to a belt start, also, at her hips and swathe most of her thighs. Overlapping these strips are thin, point-ended ferrum tabs that are almost the length of the leather. Her arms also attires light leather as well, though ebony in appearance, starting at her elbow and ends half-way up her fingers. Mahogany-coloured smooth leather straps wrap around her right hand and forearm, and a circular-wrought iron plate that covers her right elbow. Concerning her left arm, a pale red, worn iron brace rests on the back of her hand, and likewise smooth hide straps run the length of her lower arm. She adorns mid-calf-high, lapelled, black leather boots with an outer, cap made of ferrum that shields her toes.
HISTORY:Even when she was born, Ayamayr was a reserved yet competitive child. Making her an outcast, then again, also alongside every other Viking child during her childhood. She didn’t make an effort to socialize with other kids her age, finding that losing all awareness of that around her to the enthralling facts and fantasies found in books.
She is the only offspring of Retrei and Marimell Truczua. Her parents tried to spoil her with gifts and such, but she was fine with simple pleasures and the natural bringings of nature.
Aya’s quiet life continued, but then was shock abruptly around the age of six. During one of the main raids the natives of Hysteria, death had taken her mother. She, Aya, had been present at the time, though beckoned to return to the house, and was able to catch the cackling face of the Hysterian. The image was forever burned into Ayamayr’s memory and from that point on, when she was able, she would destroy them for what they had done. But nonetheless, at such a tender age she began to run towards the person who murdered her mother, then suddenly hoisted into the air and found herself in the arms of her father, who was heading the opposite direction and charging for their home. Aya screamed to be put down, while shedding a flowing stream of tears, but her father disregarded her pleas and sought refuge in the hut. After the raid, the victory was obvious, but Aya felt no sense of triumph as she watched her mother’s body burn on the funeral pyre. On the seventh day of her mother’s cremation, she received her inheritance, a bardiche that was, at the time, towering over her. With the weapon in her hands, Aya vowed she would with her mother’s guidance and her blade defeat the Hysterias, even if it cost her life.
Four long years later, whilst adventuring through Toothless’ Forest, Aya stumbled across a young silvery dragon, which she immediately identified as a Timperjack because of its unique wings. She cautiously approached the young creature, which must be, when at full height, up to her waist. Kneeling down in front of the beast, she realized it was sound asleep. She reached over and stroked the ridged snout and the dragon woke up and slowly raised its head to peer at the human girl before him. The luminescent sky blue orbs bore into her, as if searching for something in her own purple-blue pools. She withstood the scrutiny with a steadfast attitude.
Suddenly, the Timperjack rose on its hind legs, then lowered its front half to the ground, the spiked tail swishing behind it. Ayamayr chuckled at the dragon’s playful demeanor, she too jumping to her feet and began to sprint away, a silent usher to chase after her. The dragon did so, and the two continued such throughout the day: playing games.
By the time Aya started her trek home, she acquired a best friend, who she named Daevra, though sometimes addressing him simply as Dae. When she unveiled him to her father, he was startled, though only at first, but then delighted at his daughter’s accomplishment of not only finding a close friend, but also taking out the task of having to locate a dragon when Viking Training came around.
Funerals should only be experienced once in a lifetime, since one time is more than enough of sorrow and pain. Disaster struck when Retrei caught what had seemed at the time the common flu, but it was much more, under the guise of simplicity. Whooping cough gradually became a problem, and constant headaches and light-headedness were nuisances to daily life as well. The virus was only two years after Daevra was welcomed to the family, but ultimate death was almost another year later—after Ayamayr and Daevra began Viking Training. But this time around, Aya had a friend who shared her pain.
Thirteen was barely an age old enough to live alone, but Aya made dues and met ends. She barely returned home anymore, not being able to stand the eerie silence of the home, so she and Daevra always fly and scour the skies—sometimes even camping out in the forest under the starlit night.
Now at sixteen-years-old, Ayamayr still wonders through Berk and the woods and skies around it. Daevra towers over her now, standing ten feet, give or take a few inches, than a mere few when Aya first found him.
PARENTS, FRIENDS, OTHER FAMILY:Retrei Truczua ::: 43 ::: Father ::: Deceased
Marimell Truczua ::: 38 ::: Mother ::: Deceased
WEAPON OF CHOICE:Aya uses a bardiche that she inherited from her mother after she died. She is well-matched with it and can quickly adapt to almost any other weapon, too, should the need arise. Her bardiche consists of a Hornbeam pole that is five foot in length. A semi-circle iron blade that resembles an ax head rests at the front end of the weapon. The sharp blade, when forged, was dipped in molten steel to give the edge extra durability and required less sharpening. The metal piece itself was roughly between two and three feet, and half of the blade stands above the end of the staff part independently. At the opposite end of the shaft was a small blunt point as to serve an additional defense.
And, of course, Aya carries a hunting knife, as any Viking should, that she has secured and hidden in the back of her belt.d a e v r a
DRAGON NAME: Daevra (dey-ey-vruh)
DRAGON TYPE: Timperjack
DRAGON PERSONALITY:
Daevra is more or less a friendly and gregarious creature, never losing a chance to make a friend. He is easy to get along with, though can be rash and impulsive sometimes. He’s remarkably mischievous and can be rather nosey from time to time. He is very protective of those he cares for, and will go out of his way to assist someone in need. He can be rather childish; and loves to constantly play tricks or partake in kiddish games such as tag and hide-and-seek.
DRAGON TECHNIQUES:
As many know—well at least the ones who read up on their accomplices, or foes, the dragons—Daevra is a dragon dedicated to aspire the cerulean sky. And one that has no problem to fair best in many duels and full-on raids. Being a Timperjack, his sharp wings allow him to slice through the air more efficiently and effortlessly than other dragons. Sky being a Timperjack’s domain, only one set of legs is required, but three clawed, membraneless, single-jointed fingers are at the tip of his large wings. The film the wings are, in fact, mostly translucent. Though if one looked close enough, veins and arteries can be spotted within the thin layer. Daevra’s scales are silver; and may sometimes shimmer a light sapphire if the light is right.[/color]
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Basic Abilities
These are simple and easy maneuvers that usually all dragons can accomplish, though Daevra may have an additional edge to, especially those concerning speed and agility. Merely building blocks for actual fighting stunts—combos, more or less. Those of which can become immensely complex.
Common
Uppercut + + + When given, Daevra will sharply ascend straight upward, or possibly at a slight angle. This move is exceptionally effective for one-on-one combat, namely to catch the opponent’s (dragon, of course) soft belly from below. Difficult to nigh impossible to evade, depending on distance in-between. The level of difficulty can vary greatly since being too close or too far away, the sweet spot that makes this move so formidable is roughly in the middle, a little less or more, this depends on the dragon Daevra is opposing and also the condition of the air.
Crater + + + This move is ironically named, since, in fact, Daevra never touches land whilst performing this move. But he sometimes does come close to doing so, nonetheless. That is if his adversary is land-bound or just off it. This move is very much akin to Uppercut but simply in the opposite direction and Daevra’s wings would be folded around him, permitting less air resistance.
Fire Breath - - + In essence, fire breathing. Whether it be a fiery spit-wad or a fluid stream from the dragon’s throat. Daevra’s fire is amethyst in colour.
Unique ( to Daevra )
&emspClutch + + + To be within the iron grasp of Daevra’s claws, especially that of his hind feet, is not a position most would delight to be in. His claws are razor sharp, and, through selective breeding over the millennia, largely-serrated (normally three to four jags) bone has developed and allows superior hold on whatever may fall prey to Daevra.
His claws on his wings, however, are not serrated. Nor are they as strong, having a shortage of muscles—and possessing those only required for finer flying—to provide such. But they are, of course, sharp. But Daevra mainly utilizes these to, for instance, cling to a cliff face. But rarely for actual grappling.
Whiplash + + Protruding along both sides of his tail are sharp, in-line bone spikes. Very analogous to Daevra’s jagged claws, though scaling smaller and larger in size and lack tendons. With this “bladed” tail, Daevra is capable of inflicting serious damage with a mere swish.
Aerial Slash + + + + (for lack of actual/better name[Almost used “Aerial Ace”, but that’s straight from Pokémon so… lol])What must be the signature move of every Timperjack, this is the instance in which Daevra, when flying straight for his target, can cleanly slice many objects simply with his species-specific wings.
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KEYWORD IN RULES: Toothless~!!
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CLICKEH [[I’ll colour it when I get my tablet to start working again... or just get a new one…. -____-;;;]]
That IS an original picture of mine, and I would greatly appreciate it if I don’t find it anywhere else that I myself used. Danke in advance.[/ul]
Aya colour: 9c0014
Daevra colour: e7e9f8
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