EesomeBeastie
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Role: Belmar the Dragon
Gender: male (and frighteningly so, if you survive to get close enough get a look!)
Age: timeless
Appearance: 102 feet of crimson-scaled reptilian death, with vast wings and a row of spines down his back. In human form, 6 foot 2 with long fiery red hair, a powerfully muscled build and deep crimson eyes, the colour of glowing coals.
Bio: Belmar the Dragon was bound by a long-dead magician to come to the aid of the people of this land whenever called by the High Priest, to fight off invaders or hostile magical creatures in return for the prettiest girl in all the land, offered as sacrifice for him to devour. But tasty as beautiful virgins are, he is growing weary of the arrangement and looking for a way to break out of it.
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Belmar the dragon woke reluctantly. It had been such a nice dream, flying over the city and burning it - and all the inhabitants - to a cinder. But the High Priest’s magic was undeniable, so he uncurled from his centuries-long slumber, stretched and flew out of his cave.
A girl was tied to a post between the two sacred oaks, her wrists and ankles bound with rope.
The sacrifice.
He tried to get closer, but the High Priest’s warding spells stopped him. He landed and furled his magnificent wings tightly against his crimson body, sighing. A wisp of smoke curled from his nostrils.
Ah well, he supposed he’d have to hear the annoying fellow out – find out what they wanted from him this time, in return for the girl.
Closed for EesomeBeastie and Vampireelf
Role: Belmar the Dragon
Gender: male (and frighteningly so, if you survive to get close enough get a look!)
Age: timeless
Appearance: 102 feet of crimson-scaled reptilian death, with vast wings and a row of spines down his back. In human form, 6 foot 2 with long fiery red hair, a powerfully muscled build and deep crimson eyes, the colour of glowing coals.
Bio: Belmar the Dragon was bound by a long-dead magician to come to the aid of the people of this land whenever called by the High Priest, to fight off invaders or hostile magical creatures in return for the prettiest girl in all the land, offered as sacrifice for him to devour. But tasty as beautiful virgins are, he is growing weary of the arrangement and looking for a way to break out of it.
- - - - - - - - -
Belmar the dragon woke reluctantly. It had been such a nice dream, flying over the city and burning it - and all the inhabitants - to a cinder. But the High Priest’s magic was undeniable, so he uncurled from his centuries-long slumber, stretched and flew out of his cave.
A girl was tied to a post between the two sacred oaks, her wrists and ankles bound with rope.
The sacrifice.
He tried to get closer, but the High Priest’s warding spells stopped him. He landed and furled his magnificent wings tightly against his crimson body, sighing. A wisp of smoke curled from his nostrils.
Ah well, he supposed he’d have to hear the annoying fellow out – find out what they wanted from him this time, in return for the girl.