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True Name: Maica Lutharo
Translation: Sword Enchanter (Swordmaker)
Nickname: Sword (Is rarely called Maica)
Gender: Male
Birthday: Unknown
Age: 96 years old (Yet still young)
Age Group: Adult
Occupation: Maicacano (Blademaster)
Species: Faerie Grarrl (Avian)
Destination: The Curu Forest
Orientation: Straight
Diet: Omnivour
Element: Light
Colour: Magenta
Food: Roasted Deer
Drink: Milkberry Tea
Time of day: Twilight
Day: No Preference
Month: September
Preffering Light/Dark: Light
Weather: Sunshine
Season: Autumn
Setting: The Forest Regions
There is something rather whimsical about Sword. He is beautiful; his colouration is bold, his scales and feathers shine brilliantly in the sunlight, his hair is always glossy and smooth. This beauty he holds is effortless; he rarely needs to preen himself. The only thing he takes good care of is his wings; they always need to be in tip top condition if he wants to fly. He is not typical to a grarrl; you'd be wrong to say that. He is far from fat, but in fact a very lean dragon, which explains his sheer speed and agility.
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First Glance~ Eye colour~ Green, with lime flecks Hair~ Naturally dark plum, raspberry highlights Body Pelt~ Scaly Colouration~ Orange Markings~ Deep raspberry speckles running across head, back and tail. |
Basic Scales~ (Approx) Height~ 7 foot Length~ 9 foot Weight~ Unknown (but bones are hallow like a birds, so it is believed he'll be suprizingly light in comparison to his height/wieght ratio.) |
Gait & Posture~ His wings are large, very large, which makes him an adequate flyer; but he's a glider, rather than a flapper. Not much flapping is required for him to sustain flight, unless of course he has a steep incline or short take-off. He walks very gracefully for he is far from clumsy; he strolls almost like a lion; walks tall and proud with his head held high. But just because he strolls about so causually and is so big, don't be fooled. He is an extremely fast runner. Yes, his wings slow him down, but he folds them to his sides and it able to press them to his body rather tightly, making him more streamlined, and to stop them getting is his way. He sits down in a similar fashion; almost formally, even if no one is there. He does this out of habit, because he is not vain, nor is full of his own pride. He simply was taught to walk with such grace from a very young age; to respect his species.
Under construction, need to roleplay Sword first. x)
But to fill up this space, let's all look averique's amazing beautiful epic picture of Sword that I'm in love with. o3o
People always seem surprised when they note that my petpet is a Weewoo. With my love of butterflies, everyone seems to think I'd own a Carmariller. Well, how wrong they are!
A Weewoo?" They'd remark. "Now how did you come to owning one of those? Aren't they from Krawk Island?"
Why yes," I'd say. "This little one seems to have come a long way..."
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It was a gorgeous sunny day in the forests where I live, situated near Brightvale and Meridell. It was summer, the perfect time to find butterflies, and like any summers day, I decided to go and try to find some.
However even after relentless wandering, I could find none. It was, to put it simply, bizarre. Never before had I come across such a butterfly scarce land. The Buzzers and Draphly hummed through merrily, yet not a single butterfly. After relentless wandering, I became frustrated. Where were they all? I thought, perplexed.
Just about when I was about to give up, a loud call pierced my ears and echoed through the forest. "Weeeeewoooo…" it called out eerily. The forest fell lifeless then. The once buzzing creatures landed nervously, and the birds stopped singing.
Now, in all honestly, I'm a hard being to frighten. I mean, after all, I am a Grarrl, and us Grarrl are tough. Who are we to be afraid of? But this noise in particular was admittedly scary, but after a moment of hesitation, I took a deep breath and decided to go and investigate.
Eventually, after some wary trotting through the forest, I finally saw something flicker ahead of me. Beyond the dispersing trees was a bright clearing, filled with bright sparkling sunshine, and it seemed to be moving. Moving? I know it sounds crazy, and I couldn't explain it myself. I carefully, slowly, wandered toward it to get a closer look.
Suddenly everything became clear, and I was in awe at the sight ahead of me. Hundreds, no… maybe thousands of butterflies fluttered and danced in the meadow. But not just butterflies, but beetles, and even the occasional Lady Blurg and Ditrey. It was the most amazing and beautiful sight I'd ever seen. And surely enough, sitting in the meadows centre, with hundreds of butterflies covering it's body, was a vibrant and amazingly beautiful bird, with a spectrum of colour for its feathers. A little Rainbow Weewoo.
This little weewoo was attracting all the butterflies, for her coat was much prettier than many of the flowers, and they seemed mesmerised by her eerie call. I walked towards her as butterflies began to land on me, perching on my wings and down my back. She gazed at my with her little beady eyes, her face filled with worry.
Don't worry," I cooed, "I won't hurt you." I gazed up into the sky of butterflies, their colours dazzling. "So you like butterflies then eh?"
A smile spread across the little birds face.
Heh, me too. And they seem to like you too." I beamed back.
Raven, I call her, has been with me ever since, perching on my shoulder. I've never had to search for any butterfly again. They follow us everywhere.
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Thanks to all those amazing artists for their hard work. And a special shout out to Kani for her awesome dedication for Swordmaker. Me and Sword are very happy to hear he has such a dedicated fan! c:
Basic Colours:
(To do: Fire, Snow, Christmas, Plushie, Maraquan)
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