Name: Rath Rhaegal Yskaandrar
Age: 253 (Roughly 25 in Human)
Birthday: February the third
Gender: Male
Species: Dragon/Werecat
Career:
Appearance Description:
Dragon Form
Eye color: Silver
Fur Color: Light grey and darker grey
Scale Collor: Black (Scales not visible in picture)
Height: 16 Feet
Length: 24 Feet
Wingspan: 32 Feet
Weight: 15 Tonne
Human Form
Eye color: Golden
Skin color: Black
Hair: Dark Grey
Height: 5'7
Weight: 160 Lb
Tattoos: A generic tribal dragon on his right shoulder and a cat on his chest, centered and slight to the left.
Scars: A burn tattoo on his left arm between the elbow and wrist. A few cut scars on his torso, mostly small ones cause by something piercing his skin but also a long one caused by something slashing him.
Casual Clothing
His casual clothes are actually formal wear. With a pair of sunglasses, pitch black with tiny mirrors on the sides and impossible to see through. Suited up with a pair of fine shoes, pants and suit, all black. A white shirt.
Hybrid Form
Eye color: The white are Silver and the iris are Golden
Fur Color: Light grey and darker grey
Scale Collor: Black
Hair: Dark Grey
Height: 5'7
Weight: 240 lb
Wingspan: 2'9
Werecat
Eye color: The white are Silver and the iris are Golden
Fur Color: Light grey and darker grey
Height: 5'7
Weight: 160 Lb
Personality Description:
Justice
Due to his past as well as the stories told to him about his father, his ideal and belief in justice is strong.
Loyal
If Justice is his motivation then family and friends is what drives him. Be it them or coworkers he wont leave anyone behind and he will do his best to help them.
Hate
He hate injustice to his core, this one trait can lead him into things he wouldn't consider otherwise, it could lead to his undoing.
Longing
He, like most dragons, live a long long time. He in particular am longing for friendship, companionship and love. Someone who live long who he gets along with and understands him.
Powers:
Shape shifting
Rath has a natural inclination to transform himself into a human, like many other dragons. He does however have alternate forms.
* Hybrid
* Werecat
Mystical Martial Arts
By standing in a stance and using certain techniques he can send a punch or kick 50 Feet, in a straight or diagonal path. These techniques hold the destructive force of a dragons breath.
Species Abilities:
Dragon/cat
* Immortality, he can die or be killed, he just age really slow, like most other dragon
* Dermal armor, his scales dense as any other dragons scales and fur to protect against the elements
* Natural weaponry, claws, fangs and horns can be used in combat
* Flight, with wings on his back he can fly
Weakness
* Fire is bad for fur.
* As a hybrid he lost his breath attack.
Biography:
Hatchling and Fledgling Years
During his hatchling years all he ever did was to stay close to his Werecat mother and listened on brave conquests and old wars which his father had been fighting in, fighting for truth and justice. He grew up believing his father to be a hero and wishing to become like him. Maybe the stories where exaggerated and maybe they where there as a substitute for him not being there all the time but Rath didn't care, he grew up happy and when his father was there, they had awesome bonding, just between the two.
Adolescent years
Now he was starting to be more social, although he loved his mother he needed friends his age. It was enough with the homeschooling, a school was the better options for his need to socialize. His mother wasn't so keen on the idea since he were different, a hybrid, well she didn't care but she didn't want Rath to be hurt, but he persisted until he got what he wanted. He shouldn't have, realizing that in hindsight he didn't wanna tell his mother that it was a mistake. Why was it a mistake, because he was bullied.
At first it was just because he was the new kid and they wanted to know his limits, but then when they found out who or rather what he was things like "Here kittie, kittie, kittie" and other bad jokes about cats. Eventually though he stood up for himself to the end, a fist to the stomach so hard he fell to the ground and puked. He swore revenge and craved justice, but first he needed to know how to fight back. He wanted to go to boxing, striking hard and fast surely would make him win any fight. Again, his mother was not thrilled at the idea but with another lie to cover up what was going on he told her that it was for hanging out with a friend, she made him promise not to quit if his "friend" quit.
Adult
Fighting hadn't been so rewarding as it had first seemed but he stayed with it, firstly because of his promise to his mother secondly because he loved the training. By now he had joined several striking martial arts as those where his favorite, maybe biased because boxing was his first. He would imitate the movies at home, punching at a lit candle, trying to blow it out with force, without touching it. He practiced this for year and the light was put further and further away, until one day he had mastered what he calls "Mystical Martial Arts", basically it was a punch as fierce as a dragons breath. He had also found out he inherited his mothers genes, well the shape shifting ones. He needed to know the limits of his version of MMA and fired of one shot at a forest, he left what looked like a natural disaster centered at the forest and he left in a hurry. Someone must have seen him or sensed this change in him because soon after he was scouted and with an offer he couldn't refuse he left for Manta Carlos from the clan.
Additional Information:
Age: 253 (Roughly 25 in Human)
Birthday: February the third
Gender: Male
Species: Dragon/Werecat
Career:
Appearance Description:
Dragon Form
Fur Color: Light grey and darker grey
Scale Collor: Black (Scales not visible in picture)
Height: 16 Feet
Length: 24 Feet
Wingspan: 32 Feet
Weight: 15 Tonne
Human Form
Skin color: Black
Hair: Dark Grey
Height: 5'7
Weight: 160 Lb
Tattoos: A generic tribal dragon on his right shoulder and a cat on his chest, centered and slight to the left.
Scars: A burn tattoo on his left arm between the elbow and wrist. A few cut scars on his torso, mostly small ones cause by something piercing his skin but also a long one caused by something slashing him.
Casual Clothing
His casual clothes are actually formal wear. With a pair of sunglasses, pitch black with tiny mirrors on the sides and impossible to see through. Suited up with a pair of fine shoes, pants and suit, all black. A white shirt.
Hybrid Form
Eye color: The white are Silver and the iris are Golden
Fur Color: Light grey and darker grey
Scale Collor: Black
Hair: Dark Grey
Height: 5'7
Weight: 240 lb
Wingspan: 2'9
Werecat
Eye color: The white are Silver and the iris are Golden
Fur Color: Light grey and darker grey
Height: 5'7
Weight: 160 Lb
Personality Description:
Justice
Due to his past as well as the stories told to him about his father, his ideal and belief in justice is strong.
Loyal
If Justice is his motivation then family and friends is what drives him. Be it them or coworkers he wont leave anyone behind and he will do his best to help them.
Hate
He hate injustice to his core, this one trait can lead him into things he wouldn't consider otherwise, it could lead to his undoing.
Longing
He, like most dragons, live a long long time. He in particular am longing for friendship, companionship and love. Someone who live long who he gets along with and understands him.
Powers:
Shape shifting
Rath has a natural inclination to transform himself into a human, like many other dragons. He does however have alternate forms.
* Hybrid
* Werecat
Mystical Martial Arts
By standing in a stance and using certain techniques he can send a punch or kick 50 Feet, in a straight or diagonal path. These techniques hold the destructive force of a dragons breath.
Species Abilities:
Dragon/cat
* Immortality, he can die or be killed, he just age really slow, like most other dragon
* Dermal armor, his scales dense as any other dragons scales and fur to protect against the elements
* Natural weaponry, claws, fangs and horns can be used in combat
* Flight, with wings on his back he can fly
Weakness
* Fire is bad for fur.
* As a hybrid he lost his breath attack.
Biography:
Hatchling and Fledgling Years
During his hatchling years all he ever did was to stay close to his Werecat mother and listened on brave conquests and old wars which his father had been fighting in, fighting for truth and justice. He grew up believing his father to be a hero and wishing to become like him. Maybe the stories where exaggerated and maybe they where there as a substitute for him not being there all the time but Rath didn't care, he grew up happy and when his father was there, they had awesome bonding, just between the two.
Adolescent years
Now he was starting to be more social, although he loved his mother he needed friends his age. It was enough with the homeschooling, a school was the better options for his need to socialize. His mother wasn't so keen on the idea since he were different, a hybrid, well she didn't care but she didn't want Rath to be hurt, but he persisted until he got what he wanted. He shouldn't have, realizing that in hindsight he didn't wanna tell his mother that it was a mistake. Why was it a mistake, because he was bullied.
At first it was just because he was the new kid and they wanted to know his limits, but then when they found out who or rather what he was things like "Here kittie, kittie, kittie" and other bad jokes about cats. Eventually though he stood up for himself to the end, a fist to the stomach so hard he fell to the ground and puked. He swore revenge and craved justice, but first he needed to know how to fight back. He wanted to go to boxing, striking hard and fast surely would make him win any fight. Again, his mother was not thrilled at the idea but with another lie to cover up what was going on he told her that it was for hanging out with a friend, she made him promise not to quit if his "friend" quit.
Adult
Fighting hadn't been so rewarding as it had first seemed but he stayed with it, firstly because of his promise to his mother secondly because he loved the training. By now he had joined several striking martial arts as those where his favorite, maybe biased because boxing was his first. He would imitate the movies at home, punching at a lit candle, trying to blow it out with force, without touching it. He practiced this for year and the light was put further and further away, until one day he had mastered what he calls "Mystical Martial Arts", basically it was a punch as fierce as a dragons breath. He had also found out he inherited his mothers genes, well the shape shifting ones. He needed to know the limits of his version of MMA and fired of one shot at a forest, he left what looked like a natural disaster centered at the forest and he left in a hurry. Someone must have seen him or sensed this change in him because soon after he was scouted and with an offer he couldn't refuse he left for Manta Carlos from the clan.
Additional Information:
