"This is a quote. Song lyrics might look nice here."
Ishtaran of the Ole'mal has travelled far and wide to study you.
Consider this profile a work-in-progress. Perhaps for a while while I finalize some details...
Please check the Chronicles biography for up-to-date information.
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Personality + Physicality
Measurements
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Height
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16'4" ft (497.84 cm)
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Build
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Sleek and slinky
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Species
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Dragon, Eastern
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Demeanor
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Dignified
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Voice
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VA
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Mental Attributes
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Horoscope
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horoscope?
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MBTI
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mbti?
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Aura Type
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Average - Lightning Breath
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Temperament
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Curious
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Alignment
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Not Straight
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Positive
Focused
Curious
Honorable
Neutral
Nomadic
Spartan
Independent
Negative
Guarded
Stubborn
nega trait
Honorable, Ishtaran prefers to treat others as fairly and respectibly as possible. She follows a code of conduct and could be trusted to be consistent with them.
Unsuprising considering her affiliation, Ishtaran is independent. She is firm in her beliefs and thoughts. She is thankfully willing to cooperate with others, but expects herself and others to pull their own weight. She cares little for comfort or luxuries, prefering practicality almost every time. She feels uncomfortable staying in one place for too long.
Ishtaran is not inclined to open up and share as one usually would.
Physical Description
A sandy yellow Eastern Dragon crowned with a dark head and quills. Stripes of both light and dark blue covers her body.
The Eastern Dragon presents herself proudly, gracefully. Her eyes are light blue and a pair of large canines jut out from her jaw. Three distinct sets of horns adorn her head: a blade-like one on her forehead, a small forward-facing one on her nose, and a pair that sweeps back and point upwards. Two pairs of fins frame her cheek. Her forearms resemble that of a lion's, while her hindlegs those of a raptor's. Her long tail ends in a surprisingly soft feathery tuft.
She trims her quills and claws, keeping them short, dull, and unlikely to endanger anyone by mere accident. She keeps on top of her routine, so she's rarely seen with more than what's on her ref at the moment.
She's hardy against the elements as dragons are, so finds little practical reasons to wear clothes that are not bags, uniform, or armor.
Scars / Injuries
Aura Magic
Ishtaran has average level aura, and is capable of Aura Flight and Lighting Breath.
Expound? Or... not>>
Backstory
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Early Life
From hatching, Ishtaran was almost impossible to separate from her twin sister, Shamashi. In their youth they were even very hard to tell apart. The two would play together, eat together, wreck mischief together, train together.
Their mother was naturally very doting. Protective. If it wasn't for the rest of the camp possibly seeing her as weak, she'd keep them sheltered and protected and never let them out of her sight. Still, she understands that they'd never survive the desert coddled like that and kept a wary eye over their well-being.
Her early life was otherwise uneventful, filled with the usual stories of children doing stupid children things like eating dirt when they shouldn't and touching the very clearly hot furnace when told not to.
Adolescence
Her camp was once glorified their Absent God with feats of strength and cunning through raiding their neighbors. They are a bit much peaceful now since their God disowned them, but certain things still stayed the same. They still trained and honed their martial skills and their rite into adulthood was still a trial by combat.
When they were younger, the twins looked forward to it. But now her interests veer elsewhere, while Shamashi only seems more dead-set.
In the end the twins chose a different path each and parted from their home camp.
Adulthood
The Adventuring Guild provides many an opportunity to see the world, and her research gives her more than enough motive.
She's still so young, and there is so much of the world to explore and discover. She will find her glory in time.
Relationships
[ Mother ]
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Synnar's still a bit overbearing, still very much a big doting mother over her adult daughters.
Ishtaran still maintains a close relationship to her mother and sends her regular letters like a good daughter would.
[ Twin Sister ]
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Hatched from the same egg, her and Shamashi should have been closer than two peas in a pod. And yet...
Estranged, but in a hypothetical scenario where they meet, perhaps they still regard each other decently enough. Ishtaran occasionally sends her letters. Sometimes, Shamashi replies.
[ relationship ]
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Write about your character's relationships here! Try to keep it somewhat brief, or it might look a little awkward.
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Relation |
Clan |
Opinion |
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Name 1
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Relation 1
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Thunderclan
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Name 2
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Relation 2
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Riverclan
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Name 3
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Relation 3
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Shadowclan
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Clan |
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Name 1
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Thunderclan
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Name 2
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Riverclan
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Name 3
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Shadowclan
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Clan |
Opinion |
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Name 1
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Thunderclan
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Name 2
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Riverclan
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Name 3
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Shadowclan
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Miscellaneous
Trivia
- might be a good place for 9 lives, if the cat is a leader.
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Alternate WCRP Verses
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NAME
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"Ghost" / Riverpaw
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AGE
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7 Moons
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CLAN / RANK
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Gloamclan Warrior Apprentice
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| NB Molly (He/they) | 7 moons | WLW | Apprentice | Gloamclan |
- "Ugh, do I have to?"
- Voice Claim: Grace Rolek
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| APPEARANCE |
[A small, short-furred blue tabby with green eyes.]
Riverpaw was a small tabby molly with large, pointed ears and a triangular face. He had a tear in one ear, but no other notable scars. Riverpaw's fur was short and thick, with dark, swirling stripes. He had bright green eyes and an often unblinking stare. He usually had a haunted expression or a glower on his face.
Curse:
- Medium; haunted by ghosts and can't block it out or turn it off.
- Ghosts seem to get "stuck" or tethered to him until he helps them pass on by fulfilling their final wish.
| PERSONALITY |
+ Caring, Dutiful, Quick-witted
- Secretive, Standoffish, Grumpy
Riverpaw was a quiet, observant molly. He rarely spoke, and when he did it was usually a defensive retort or an unsettling statement. He was mistrustful of others due to bullying at the paws of older apprentices and spent much of his time staring into empty space. He was jumpy and paranoid and tended to speak about things he shouldn't have known, such as events that happened before he was born.
Aside from this, Riverpaw was reluctant to do apprentice duties and grumbled about them when ordered. They spent most of their time alone.
| BACKGROUND |
Riverkit was born to a warrior mother. His father was unknown, but speculated by others to have been a passing loner. They were a quiet, but cheerful, kit; much of their time was spent hiding behind their mother, though they weren't unsociable by any means. Riverkit's mother died of greencough shortly before they were apprenticed, leaving them to be raised by the other queens for the remainder of their time in the nursery. They were apprenticed a little early in hopes of taking their mind off their mother's passing.
After his mother's death, Riverpaw changed. Though he had always been quiet, he became jumpy and paranoid, staring at nothing, isolating himself, and snapping at any that got too close. His self isolation worsened when other apprentices took to calling him "Ghost," thanks to his unsettling stare and silent demeanor.
He, along with several other apprentices, was sent on a Starclan-ordained journey by Silkstar and never returned.
| RELATIONSHIPS |
Parents - Dawnspring, Unknown father
Siblings - unknown
Mentor - Dovepurr
| STATS |
STR: 5
CON: 6
DEX: 7
INT: 8
WIS: 8
CHA: 5
