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Name: Iyrik

Physical Age: 28

Dragon Age: 2000

Height: 6'3

Time Period: 260AD

Birth Region: Europe

Element(s): Fairy || Gem

Personality:

+ Affable, Tenascious, Inclusive

= Busy Body

- Lacking Casualness, Literal, Manipulative

Generally speaking Iyrik has a welcoming and unnerving aura, and his general apperance is not one many would really fear, or fear at all. In fact, that is actually what he had been going for. Upon actually participating in the human world, he noticed that scholars had a refined layered fashion and many saw them as honorable, so he really is replicating what he feels others see as respectable. He is very susceptible to the opinions of others aroud him, and never wants to be the suspect (even if he is). With manipulation comes establishing a trust first, even though that is not his always objective. His dragon featues are not always out, and in fact he would rather blend in. He has a go-getter attitude and with most ideas put upon his plate he also will try and make them happen for you. With a newfound-(ish) boldness in his life he now wants a more active adventure in his own life. He has a joy in learning about others, and WANTS to know who you are. Knowing how his life had completely flipped into something new, Iyrik understood he wasn't the only one going through personal-termoils. Tell him about yourself, he will definetely be listening, perhaps even taking notes. He hates to forget.

He has an earring that can take voicemails for a reason. Iyrik is reguralyall over the place, and floods his days with to-do's. He becomes so concentrated it can be like a self-induced trance. He apologizes if you fail in earning his attention, sometimes he even schedules meetings for people who would like to speak with him. Although... that sounds a bit annoying it allows him to fully concentrate himself into you.

He has a type of grammar and societal-properness that can seem hard to follow, although he has a high interest in others it can be difficult to reach that casualness for a real bond. It is not like he talks like he is the webster dictionary, but he has literalness in his speech that gives him trouble. He has a high understandings in people's intentions and normally he is not dense. However, somg slang and the ability to break down and communicate in a true friend-like manner still is a bit foriegn for him. Not to say he is uncapable, but in laymans terms you are just dealing with a nerd.

Strengths:

Intellect - Throughout his years he had acquired a vass collection of books, artifacts, or anything pertaining to higher learning (now lost). You could say he is a type of know-it-all, and takes a passion in the pen over the sword. His affinity that deals with a certain type of trickery, paired with his almost library of knowledge, this helps this innocent face have some excellent manipulation tactics. Although he has gotten softer over the years, he has not forgotten the abilities which had granted him success with what he wanted in the past. You could absolutely say he is not past decieving the weak for his own advantages. His humanoid form is so humanoid mainly for this aspect, he has never had any want sticking out in this form. In fact... he'd like to blend in.

Bold - Most dragons have a sense of tentasity, and he as well is one of those. With his high sense of knowledge, and lack in actual experience Iyrik is now much more open to doing rather than just reading. Although he will not say yes to any request (because some people are just too wild) he has a newfound love in no longer being scared. He has found that the obvious outcome normally doesn't end that way, so it was time to take some interesting risks for once.

Magical Specalties: With an elegant gleem of gems, and eloquent speech Iyrik was always able to recieve what he wanted in his trade off of wishes. He has a way with words, and can put things that are in reality in his benefit, seem like it is in your own. The ability in illusion and transforming always helped in leading the humans unknowingly in his path. If they thought they had stumbled upon the dragons nest, no he had already set the way.

Weaknesses:

Magical Defencies: Along with the alarming rate and weight of the gems that grow across his body uncontrollably, his gift of sleep on others will often sometimes affect him. On deep dives into his readings, and work Iyrik has a bit of a habit to fall into sleep out of his control. During these days, you may sometimes catch him completely asleep.

Combat: With his profencies being in magic, physical combat has always been a sore spot for him. However, he is quite stong but he has never practiced executing his genetically durable advantages.

Too Many Tasks: He does too much, he really does, and it ends up overwhelming him in the end. He is the one who joins 50 clubs and still tries to arrive at every meeting, and it tasks him. It obviously tasks him, and sometimes he just needs an instance to calm down and take a step back. Not to mention he may just fall asleep if you put too much on his plate.

Background:

There once was a dragon who lived in the forest. He lived and he lived, and humans came and they came. He was a fairy dragon, renowned for their grand gifts and their less than savory trickeries. He was also a gem dragon, who's crystals twinkled across the forest leaves. He was no better than his counterparts. This dragon, was known as a curious one to the humans of neighboring villages. Never a threat, but there was always a price upon giving your pleas. He granted wishes, all kinds of wishes... and therefore there was always visitors on their knees appearing before his pedastool. A dragon with no relationships, and acknowledging the humans visited him out of greed... this dragon formed a relationship with something else. Knowledge. And as greed does, he too asked for something in return. All the humans, that he could never name, were all asked to travel far and wide to bring him a token of knowledge. Scrolls, Books, Diaries, Spells, and Enchanted Trinkets. Every offering was humbly brought before him, and whatever the wish regardless of the demise of it was granted. His collection grew, his greed grew, and his detachment from reality grew. He quickly was know as the collector, and no one dared to disturb he or his collection, without offering something to fill it.

Until one day, a peculiar human would appear. This time, a face he'd never forget. They asked for a grand grand wish, a wish that he had never granted it was so grand. The collectors entire collection, in exchange for what he had always wanted... and sadly no human could ever give him. An ancient, enchanted spell book, and 4 scrolls that detailed magic and history he had yearned. There were all kinds of spell books and scrolls in this world, but this is what he desired, and so... he agreed.

"You dragon, you dragon that causes nothing but heartache. Do you think you are worthy of my book? You grant these humans wishes you know that fall into their demise, and make them steal for a trade that only benefits your greed. I will hold up half of my deal dragon, or that would only make me as low as you. Here are three scrolls... but it is time your kind learns you are no longer superior. I hear you are known as the collector, but now only you will continue to grow like your collection. Forever. Only you can find your cure."

And so he was cursed, the ges along his body would continue to grow until plucked. More consuming every time he ignored his duties of skinning it. And for the fourth scroll? He looked at that too after his shock... a abstract map to the spell book he had longed for. With bitterness in his heart and up until now the dragon has still been trying to decipher it.

-----

PRESENT DAY

With the shock of his new current ailment, it was also a wakeup call. No longer could Iyrik stowe away in his cove of riches, and no longer did he want to acknowledge his own defeat here. He had all of this knowledge, but no actual experience. It was time to turn some of his intellect into actual wisdom and that was the day he left. His soceital manners and interactions at first were as awkward and powerless as he had ever felt. Normally he had the upper hands with the humans, and honestly he felt he knew all there was to know. Every day proved him wrong, and every day he felt his realization of reality had gotten bigger. His need for the material had dwindled, but his interest in magic and knowledge grew. He more so hopes to share his findings rather tan hoard them like the past. Iyrik is not a complete changed man though his possesive and sometimes compulsive behavior is still his demon. He arrived to Halcyon as a haven but also in hopes of learning more about his fellow kind, and the forbidden blue bloods.

TRIVIA & ITEMS

- A long curse mark is along his left leg. He hides it, in fact he has not let anyone see it in centuries.
- When he is in a hurry, his speech is also running just as fast as he is.
- He has a large affinity for magic items, and has a small trinket store called strange-magic. It features strange magical items that hold little to no power, but have strange affects.
- Fantasic Storyteller
ITEMS:

Frog Pouch: A small pouch weighted on his strap. A glorified man-purse in all honesty, not that he would admit that. It holds many small items in its abyss type of a mouth, and spits them out on its tongue.

Speaker Earring: A regular earring when tapped, you may leave a voice message. Iyrik has a habit of completely being zoned into his studies, it is easier to just leave what you wanted to say on that.

Marble Shoe Attachments: (not shown in app) Regular marbles that work basically like heeleys that you glide around on by floating above.

Description

Name: Iyrik

Physical Age: 28

Dragon Age: 2000

Height: 6'3

Time Period: 260AD

Birth Region: Europe

Element(s): Fairy || Gem

Personality:

+ Affable, Tenascious, Inclusive

= Busy Body

- Lacking Casualness, Literal, Manipulative

Generally speaking Iyrik has a welcoming and unnerving aura, and his general apperance is not one many would really fear, or fear at all. In fact, that is actually what he had been going for. Upon actually participating in the human world, he noticed that scholars had a refined layered fashion and many saw them as honorable, so he really is replicating what he feels others see as respectable. He is very susceptible to the opinions of others aroud him, and never wants to be the suspect (even if he is). With manipulation comes establishing a trust first, even though that is not his always objective. His dragon featues are not always out, and in fact he would rather blend in. He has a go-getter attitude and with most ideas put upon his plate he also will try and make them happen for you. With a newfound-(ish) boldness in his life he now wants a more active adventure in his own life. He has a joy in learning about others, and WANTS to know who you are. Knowing how his life had completely flipped into something new, Iyrik understood he wasn't the only one going through personal-termoils. Tell him about yourself, he will definetely be listening, perhaps even taking notes. He hates to forget.

He has an earring that can take voicemails for a reason. Iyrik is reguralyall over the place, and floods his days with to-do's. He becomes so concentrated it can be like a self-induced trance. He apologizes if you fail in earning his attention, sometimes he even schedules meetings for people who would like to speak with him. Although... that sounds a bit annoying it allows him to fully concentrate himself into you.

He has a type of grammar and societal-properness that can seem hard to follow, although he has a high interest in others it can be difficult to reach that casualness for a real bond. It is not like he talks like he is the webster dictionary, but he has literalness in his speech that gives him trouble. He has a high understandings in people's intentions and normally he is not dense. However, somg slang and the ability to break down and communicate in a true friend-like manner still is a bit foriegn for him. Not to say he is uncapable, but in laymans terms you are just dealing with a nerd.

Strengths:

Intellect - Throughout his years he had acquired a vass collection of books, artifacts, or anything pertaining to higher learning (now lost). You could say he is a type of know-it-all, and takes a passion in the pen over the sword. His affinity that deals with a certain type of trickery, paired with his almost library of knowledge, this helps this innocent face have some excellent manipulation tactics. Although he has gotten softer over the years, he has not forgotten the abilities which had granted him success with what he wanted in the past. You could absolutely say he is not past decieving the weak for his own advantages. His humanoid form is so humanoid mainly for this aspect, he has never had any want sticking out in this form. In fact... he'd like to blend in.

Bold - Most dragons have a sense of tentasity, and he as well is one of those. With his high sense of knowledge, and lack in actual experience Iyrik is now much more open to doing rather than just reading. Although he will not say yes to any request (because some people are just too wild) he has a newfound love in no longer being scared. He has found that the obvious outcome normally doesn't end that way, so it was time to take some interesting risks for once.

Magical Specalties: With an elegant gleem of gems, and eloquent speech Iyrik was always able to recieve what he wanted in his trade off of wishes. He has a way with words, and can put things that are in reality in his benefit, seem like it is in your own. The ability in illusion and transforming always helped in leading the humans unknowingly in his path. If they thought they had stumbled upon the dragons nest, no he had already set the way.

Weaknesses:

Magical Defencies: Along with the alarming rate and weight of the gems that grow across his body uncontrollably, his gift of sleep on others will often sometimes affect him. On deep dives into his readings, and work Iyrik has a bit of a habit to fall into sleep out of his control. During these days, you may sometimes catch him completely asleep.

Combat: With his profencies being in magic, physical combat has always been a sore spot for him. However, he is quite stong but he has never practiced executing his genetically durable advantages.

Too Many Tasks: He does too much, he really does, and it ends up overwhelming him in the end. He is the one who joins 50 clubs and still tries to arrive at every meeting, and it tasks him. It obviously tasks him, and sometimes he just needs an instance to calm down and take a step back. Not to mention he may just fall asleep if you put too much on his plate.

Background:

There once was a dragon who lived in the forest. He lived and he lived, and humans came and they came. He was a fairy dragon, renowned for their grand gifts and their less than savory trickeries. He was also a gem dragon, who's crystals twinkled across the forest leaves. He was no better than his counterparts. This dragon, was known as a curious one to the humans of neighboring villages. Never a threat, but there was always a price upon giving your pleas. He granted wishes, all kinds of wishes... and therefore there was always visitors on their knees appearing before his pedastool. A dragon with no relationships, and acknowledging the humans visited him out of greed... this dragon formed a relationship with something else. Knowledge. And as greed does, he too asked for something in return. All the humans, that he could never name, were all asked to travel far and wide to bring him a token of knowledge. Scrolls, Books, Diaries, Spells, and Enchanted Trinkets. Every offering was humbly brought before him, and whatever the wish regardless of the demise of it was granted. His collection grew, his greed grew, and his detachment from reality grew. He quickly was know as the collector, and no one dared to disturb he or his collection, without offering something to fill it.

Until one day, a peculiar human would appear. This time, a face he'd never forget. They asked for a grand grand wish, a wish that he had never granted it was so grand. The collectors entire collection, in exchange for what he had always wanted... and sadly no human could ever give him. An ancient, enchanted spell book, and 4 scrolls that detailed magic and history he had yearned. There were all kinds of spell books and scrolls in this world, but this is what he desired, and so... he agreed.

"You dragon, you dragon that causes nothing but heartache. Do you think you are worthy of my book? You grant these humans wishes you know that fall into their demise, and make them steal for a trade that only benefits your greed. I will hold up half of my deal dragon, or that would only make me as low as you. Here are three scrolls... but it is time your kind learns you are no longer superior. I hear you are known as the collector, but now only you will continue to grow like your collection. Forever. Only you can find your cure."

And so he was cursed, the ges along his body would continue to grow until plucked. More consuming every time he ignored his duties of skinning it. And for the fourth scroll? He looked at that too after his shock... a abstract map to the spell book he had longed for. With bitterness in his heart and up until now the dragon has still been trying to decipher it.

-----

PRESENT DAY

With the shock of his new current ailment, it was also a wakeup call. No longer could Iyrik stowe away in his cove of riches, and no longer did he want to acknowledge his own defeat here. He had all of this knowledge, but no actual experience. It was time to turn some of his intellect into actual wisdom and that was the day he left. His soceital manners and interactions at first were as awkward and powerless as he had ever felt. Normally he had the upper hands with the humans, and honestly he felt he knew all there was to know. Every day proved him wrong, and every day he felt his realization of reality had gotten bigger. His need for the material had dwindled, but his interest in magic and knowledge grew. He more so hopes to share his findings rather tan hoard them like the past. Iyrik is not a complete changed man though his possesive and sometimes compulsive behavior is still his demon. He arrived to Halcyon as a haven but also in hopes of learning more about his fellow kind, and the forbidden blue bloods.

TRIVIA & ITEMS

- A long curse mark is along his left leg. He hides it, in fact he has not let anyone see it in centuries.
- When he is in a hurry, his speech is also running just as fast as he is.
- He has a large affinity for magic items, and has a small trinket store called strange-magic. It features strange magical items that hold little to no power, but have strange affects.
- Fantasic Storyteller
ITEMS:

Frog Pouch: A small pouch weighted on his strap. A glorified man-purse in all honesty, not that he would admit that. It holds many small items in its abyss type of a mouth, and spits them out on its tongue.

Speaker Earring: A regular earring when tapped, you may leave a voice message. Iyrik has a habit of completely being zoned into his studies, it is easier to just leave what you wanted to say on that.

Marble Shoe Attachments: (not shown in app) Regular marbles that work basically like heeleys that you glide around on by floating above.