Post by ringwraith on Oct 7, 2007 8:05:33 GMT -5
Name: Ancalagon
Gender: Male
Age: 7651
Season Born: Winter
Birthday: 30th October
Breed: Dragon
Eye Color: Blood red
Colour: Black with a greenish sheen
Kingdom: The Black Mountain
Rank: Guardian of the Mountain
Allies: None
Path: Dark
Mortality: Immortal
Powers: Ability to breath green fire
Special Abilities: normal (not telepathic) speech,
Voice: deep and gutteral. It is an unpleasant noise and it seems to growl as he talks.
Picture: nazgul666.deviantart.com/art/Ancalagon-Defeated-71433916
Description: Ancalagon is a dragon of ancient times. His race of dragon is almost as old as the World itself. Unusually for a dragon, Ancalagon is a very streamlined and sleek dragon (as shown in the picture above) though do not under-estimate his power - he is incredibly strong and is the size of an aerolpane (for dragons grow as they become older). His scales are harder than diamond and in-penetrable, his wings are the last things his victims see before they are brutally killed; a vast, formidable shadow, as hard as steel. The spikes running along his spine, starting from the base of the head to the tip of the tail, are razor-sharp and glisten in an eerie shade of green as does his sleek, armoured body. His head is streamlined and thin and as black as the night, though his eyes are strikingly blood red and are strangeky beautiful.
Personality: Ancalagon has not met any other dragon since he was small and is therefore very independant. He has been on teh Earth for over 7000 years and therefore knows much about the history of the World and many of its secrets; he is perhaps among the most knowledgable creatures of this Earth. He does not talk freely so he can protect his secrets and true self unless he had been offered a high amount of treasure in return for a tale of his, though when he talks to anyone at all, it is in a harsh tone, and unusually for a dragon, he talks not telepathically, but in normal speech. His true self is buried deep within him and no one on Earth knows his life's story. An evil, twisted and vicious dragon is all that people see when they look at him. However, Ancalagon has a small weakness when treasure is involved; though Ancalagon is generally a very hostile creature, it is possible for creatures or VERY rarely, humans to offer a large amount of gold in return for a bit of his vast knowledge...
Background: ~Ancalagon is a name taken from J.R.R Tolkien. My character is not that dragon and therefore has nothing to do with his past.~ Ancalagon is a dragon who had grown up in ancient times; his race cannot be killed by time, but can fall by blade. His parents and race were wiped out in the Great War of the time when he grew up, but he escaped from his region by lying low for the remainder of the War. He flew away from his land, intending to leave all the blood and hate behind, but it had embedded ityself in his mind and memory and when he had finally settled after many, many years of travelling in the Black Mountain, the years had passed there too, and the memories had grown into hate and ate his soul. After so many years of being alone, feared and hated by men, his hate had turned against them, for it had been them who had slaughtered his race in great numbers, far out-numbering them. Ancalagon now lives in darkness, and has always lived in his mountain for thousands of years. Many legends surround the mountain that some dark, evil thing lurks within, but until now he had never left that mountain until now, He has come out to seek revenge for his race and to destroy all human life within his reach. He now travels again as he used tom but not to hide, but to seek.