Help Me Build Some Dragons!

1. King Calder (Norse - means cold harsh waters)
2. Name of Spirit: Asta (Norse - means beautiful)
3. Coloring of Dragon: Rose Gold
4. Size of Dragon: Titanic
5. Powers: Life
6. Personality of Human: Calder is cynical yet hopeful. Asta is like a warm, protective mother bear.
7. Appearance of Human Form: Calder is a beautiful young man. He was around 15-16 when turned, just on the cusp of manhood. He has icy white hair, pale blue eyes, and fair skin. The only color on his person comes from a smattering of pale brown freckles across his body.
8. Main seat of power: Antarctica

Backstory: The men of Calder’s village were away at war, Calder was left behind as he wasn’t quite old enough to enter the battle. Charged with keeping his village safe as one of the older boys left, Calder was horrified when a contingent of soldiers attacked, making his village their base camp. The oldest of the boys were quickly disposed of as potential threats. Calder’s beauty worked both for and against him. He was spared the fate many of the older boys suffered but like many of the women fell prey to the soldier’s lust. Despite these atrocities Calder was watchful for his chance to strike until a soldier reached for Bjorn, a younger boy that had always tagged behind Calder on his adventures. Crazed with rage, Calder unleashed his fury on the soldiers… and Asta released her flames.

Current Story: Calder and Bjorn (who received the spirit of a polar bear in his early 30s) live with the descendants of their original village in Antarctica, allowing Asta to protect them in her pocket of warmth and life from the harsh environment of Antarctica. After the destruction of the opposing soldiers Calder became a hero and god among his Norsemen, the same people he still protects. Which was fine until the much older (and very handsome) Bjorn began to treat him with the same respect. Calder’s ultimate goal is to make Bjorn look beyond his young looks to the old soul trapped within. He has no use for Caden other than what jealousy he might be able to inspire from Bjorn

1. King Eugene (means born lucky in Greek)
2. Name of Spirit: Barak (means lightening in Greek)
3. Coloring of Dragon: Purple mane and tail. Grey body. Very sleek and catlike. Reminiscent of the Chinese dragon.
4. Size of Dragon: Medium
5. Powers: Lightening and Luck
6. Personality of Human: Eugene has a devil-may-care attitude. He laughingly throws himself at the world in challenge and aside from a few scrapes tends to come out on top. Barak is Eugene’s more serious counterpoint. He is very focused on securing power and ‘pretties.’ As one of the smaller dragons, the pair focus more on cleverness than outright power. There is a devious and genius brain hidden behind the smooth talking mouth of this pair.
7. Appearance of Human Form: Eugene is image of a swashbuckling pirate, a time he was very fond of. He has lush dark hair the falls to the small of his back, often it is braided with various beads and feathers. He occasional hides small knifes and lockpicks among the braids. His skin is a warm caramel color and his eyes the deep gold of the coins he loves to collect. He is incredibly handsome not just in looks but in personality. His flashing eyes and quick grin practically beg you to join in on his mischief.
8. Main seat of power: He controls much of what used to be considered ancient Greece.

Backstory: No one is exactly sure how the mischievous Eugene joined with his dragon, Barak, but everyone knows that he is trouble. He throws himself into life in a way many of the dragons did not. While the other dragons cemented their seats of power within the walls of a castle or fortress, Eugene was trying his hand a pirating or there was one that one memorable time as a pig farmer. He was a terrible pig farmer. It didn’t last long. Oftentimes he would put people into power because it was fun to do so at the time. Look how far Julies Caesar made it! Of course, the man was offed by his senate so maybe don’t look to him as the best example. Because of his penchant for backing strong figures he became a symbol of rising power, much like a white stag marks the beginning of an adventure, his influence marks the beginning of a new power player on the worlds stage.

Current Story: Eugene is kissed by luck. Or so he thought. He likes to collect pretties you see. And last time he was visiting the Dragon Queen Mei (she calls it trespassing but semantics) he saw the prettiest pair of Koi fish. Of course he had to have them! It was hell getting them out of China and back to his territory. Then the damned creatures turned into a pair of twin children who creepily finish each others sentences and now they do nothing but nag at him to do this and don’t do that. He must return them. That is the only reason he’s going to this shindig. Give Mei back her creepy Koi and go back to his fun… but then he notices a beautiful blonde… and he does like his pretty things.

These go with my previous entries! I just found the stories I'd written in the previous blog:

King Eugene:

“And we’ve made it!” Eugene landed with a gentle thump, shaking out his tail and wings before extending his right wing, making a ramp for the two small beings atop his back. “Now get off.”
“No need –”
“To be so hasty.” Min and Jin slowly made their way down his wing. After reaching the ground both began to gently straighten the others clothes and hair. Like mirror images of the other, the twins continued to talk down to Eugene even from their much lower position.
“Such a brutish thing-”
“Flying. It always messes-”
“Our hair.” Both twins turned to glare at him with their dark, slanted eyes. Their bright coral kimonos now settled, both twins turned to him and scowled.
“So creepy.” Eugene shuttered. “So evil.” The children grinned up at Eugene, their smiles demon-like.
“Your-”
“Fault.” They said.
“It truly was an unfortunate mistake.” Eugene groaned as he transformed back to his human from. He’d only been in Queen Mei’s territory for a day. A single day! And he’d found something pretty. Two shiny Koi swimming in her inner garden. Of course he’d taken them! He was a pirate dammit! And they were shiny and their scales had been the most beautiful mixture of white, black, and coral. They’d been hell to get home but so worth it when he’d installed their tank in his living area… until they’d transformed into the hellions before him. The twin Chinese children were incredibly strict and demanding. Do this, don’t do that, that’s not proper, don’t walk around naked! For 15 years he’d put up with their damned demands! It was no wonder Mei hadn’t come after them! They were more trouble than they were worth! And then she’d banned him from her territory, making it impossible for Eugene to return the brats.
“We need-”
“To be going now-”
“or else-”
“we’ll be late.” The twins looked up at him expectantly. Eugene shuttered again. Did he mention they were creepy as all get out? Finishing each others sentences, tilting their heads in the exact same way… staring at him with those soulless fish eyes?
“You know, if you’d just comb your hair overs your eyes and meow like a cat you two would make a killing in horror movies?” Eugene threw over his shoulder as he marched past them. The two followed behind him, cackling to each other. “I’m returning you. I know that Mei is coming to this thing too and you guys can be her problem again. I’m done.”
Eugene grinned as the children ran up on either side of him, each taking one of his hands. Slowing his stride to match their, Eugene brought his head forward and starred down the crowd that had gathered around the palaces outer wall. Maybe he’d keep the children for a bit longer. He did like his pretties after all.

King Calder:

Walking up to the bed with it’s sleeping figure Calder took a deep breath and sat down. Lightly touching the hand lying next to him, Calder marveled at the rich texture of scars and callous. Looking up he smiled watching as Bjorn’s pale hair moved with his sleeping breaths. Much like his namesake he slept like a bear in deep hibernation. A beautiful bear… but a bear none-the-less.
“Bjorn.” Calder called, moving his hand up to shake his shoulder. “Bjorn!”
“Wha- I got it! Who’s it?” Bjorn shot up in the bed, his hand automatically reaching for his sword. Calder snorted. His friend also woke like a poked bear.
“It’s time to go.” Calder said before rising off the bed and tucking his robe around him. Bjorn glared at him through his mass of hair. His pale green eyes were slits and his strong jaw clenched.
“Why?” Bjorn growled, surly as ever.
“Because I have a mate to woo.” Calder remarked, picking a bit of non-existent lint of his shoulder. Bjorn’s growl turned deeper, darker, and more feral. Calder didn’t let the smile he felt tugging at his lips show.
The day he was chosen by Asta was the greatest day of his life… it let him save the one he loved. They’d both been young, Bjorn twelve and Calder fifteen, when the soldiers had invaded their village. Their fathers and the other men had been away, fighting in some land across the mountain pass. It was a massacre. Women raped, children butchered. When the women were finally too broken to be of any use to the soldiers they’d turned their lustful eyes on the remaining children. That Calder had survived that long could only be attributed to two things, his small stature and beauty. That beauty didn’t last long as he was passed among the men, beaten and bruised. That’s when the first man had grabbed Bjorn.
Screaming Calder had jumped on the mans back, tearing at his eyes and biting at every bit of exposed flesh he could reach with the last of his strength. Other soldiers had jumped him, pulling him from the now blind man’s back.
“I’ll kill you all! I’ll kill you! Leave him alone!” The soldiers had laughed… but not for long. It was as if Oden had heard his war cry and answered his blood-soaked prayers. The soldiers lay in broken pieces around him when Calder came back to his senses… and Asta, his golden Valkyrie, had looked on the carnage with grim satisfaction.
“Calder!” Calder looked up Bjorn, the past falling away into present day. “You can’t seriously want that- that child as your mate!” As soon as the words left his lips Calder knew Bjorn regretted them. Staring into the handsome face of his childhood friend, Calder felt his heart twinge. The day Asta had chose him had been the greatest day of his life… and the worst. Calder hadn’t grown or aged since the day he was chosen. He was a man forever frozen in the body of a child.
“I’m sorry, my warrior.” Asta whispered in his head. Calder sighed and answered Asta and Bjorn at the same time.
“What’s done is done.” Pushing a hank of his own long blond hair behind his ears, Calder turned away from Bjorn’s sputtering and walked out of the room. He hadn’t given up, he merely had a new plan. If he could get even the slightest interest from this ‘mate’ maybe it would finally drag Bjorn out of his stupidity and make him realize how much he loved Calder, despite his child-like form.
“He will come around.” Asta assured. Her golden presence wrapping around his soul and giving him warmth.
“He has to.” Calder whispered back as he walked to a window, starring out to the barren white wasteland of his territory. “He has to.”

*** Looks like this got cut off my first post***

1. King Eugene (Greek - means born lucky)
2. Name of Spirit: Barak (Greek - means lightening)
3. Coloring of Dragon: Purple mane and tail. Grey body. Very catlike. Reminiscent of Chinese dragon.
4. Size of Dragon: Medium
5. Powers: Lightening and Luck
6. Personality of Human: Eugene has a devil-may-care attitude. He laughingly throws himself at the world in challenge and aside from a few scrapes tends to come out on top. Barak is his more serious counterpart. As one of the smaller dragons these two rely on cleverness and ingenuity and a bit of luck to make up for their size. There is a brilliant mind behind the handsome face and smooth mouth of this pair.
7. Appearance of Human Form: Eugene is the image of a swashbuckling pirate, a time he liked very much. He has lush dark hair that falls to the small of his back. It is usually braided with beads and feathers and the occasional small knife or lock pick is hidden inside. His eyes are the warm gold of the coins he loves to collect. His flashing eyes and quick grin practically beg you to join in on his mischief.
8. Main seat of power: Most of what used to me ancient Greece.

Backstory: No one is sure how exactly the mischievous Eugene became a dragon, but they do know he is trouble. Eugene threw himself into life in a way the other dragons did not. While they cemented their power in castles and fortresses, he became pirate and sailed the seas or there was that one memorable time he was a pig farmer. He was a terrible pig farmer. It didn’t last long. Eugene and Barak are known to put people into power just for fun. Look at how far Julius Caesar made it! Of course, he was offed by his senate so maybe not the best example. Because of this penchant for backing strong characters the purple dragon became a symbol of rising power. Just like the white stag represents the beginning of an adventure the purple dragons influence represents the rise of a new power player on the worlds stage.

Current Story: Eugene is kissed by luck. Or so he thought. On his last visit to Queen Mei’s territory (She called it trespassing but semantics) be procured a set of koi fish from her inner garden. It was hell getting the Koi back to his territory but when the pair transformed into a pair of bossy Chinese children his life became worse than hell. They are constantly telling him what to do. His kleptomania of all things pretty had finally gotten the best of him. The only reason he Is attending this shindig is to return the twins back to Mei… then he sees a beautiful blond and his plans change. He does like his pretties after all.

1 Queen Morrigan

2. draiodoir

3. Various shades of purple, that seems to shift like smoke

4. Medium. Smallest of the pre Caden dragons

5. Purple smoke with a hypnotic like effect. Sends breather into a dream state where they will do whatever Morrigan tells them and see and feel everything that happens is their vision as if it's real

6. Human uses her good looks and sensual character to get what she wants and disarm others. Spirit is playful and a trickster, think Loki but has a hard edge doesn't think twice about using their powers in anyway that will get the outcome they desire as their desires drive them.

7. Late 20s long black hair past her bum with waves and a Ravens feather like Sheen. Pale perfect skin. Always move's with exacting grace .


8. Brisbane Australia. Or some other Australia Asian tropical area. Maybe the Whitsundays. I see her as the most siren/Selkirk like one so needs to be white sand and beaches with tropical forests

Posting another idea

Dragon Queen Araceli

Spirit name : Cymodaes

Colour : Cadmium Yellow

Size : Large

Powers : Full body Camouflage/ tail tipped with poisonous barbs

Personality/ies : Araceli has a regal bearing and is used to being the centre of attention.
Araceli has a deep love for the natural world and will stop at nothing to
balance the cosmic scales. Cymodaes is somewhat indolent and lethargic
But vicious and patient when it comes to blows.

Appearance : Araceli is statuesque. Skin like charcoal, full red lips and deep blue eyes.

Seat of Power : Rio de Janeiro

Hi Raythe,
Not actually dragon related, but do you have any plans to continue the CRIMSON storyline in the future?