Chardyne

For the first few years of her life, Chardyne lived alone. Her mother, the terrifying Darklooker general, Bloodmoon, paid the dragonet very little attention. Her father, a guard named Lightstealer, had died shortly before she hatched. The only thing she had from him was her name, which Lightstealer had decided on when Bloodmoon was unable to think of anything better (Bloodmoon had wanted to name her Undying, while Lightstealer wanted to name her Charcoal, so they compromised).

Because of their distant relationship, the young Princess often wandered about the Darklooker kingdom, talking and playing with anyone who wasn't a royal. She made many friends, including some from other kingdoms, like the Plantgrowers and the Waterdrops.

One of her best friends was a very skinny, smooth-talking soldier named Death. Death practically raised Chardyne, teaching her everything she needed to survive alone. He was like a second father to her.

But Death was a very strange dragon. He disappeared often, sometimes for days on end. When teaching Chardyne to fight, he wore an odd, somewhat sinister look. During the monthly, much-anticipated Festival of the Moon, Death never attended. Once she turned up at Death's door for a flying lesson and heard him talking to someone. But when she walked in, Death was the only dragon there.

Chardyne asked Bloodmoon about him, but she denied knowing any dragon by that name, despite knowing practically every Darklooker in the military. Chardyne herself found Death's explanations for his absences and one-sided conversations suspicious. But he was so kind and thoughtful, and such a good teacher, too.

Though her curiosity eventually took over. One night, after her daily combat lesson with Death, she waited for him to leave like he usually did, and followed him, all the way into a strange tunnel. This tunnel lead to a very, very strange world. A world where skeletons walked as if they were alive again, smokeless fire blazing around every corner. A world that smelled of death and decay, pools of blood and pitch dotting the landscape. This world was called Dragonsbane.

And Death, well, Death was no longer himself. He had changed. Changed from that thin, smooth-talking Darklooker to a huge, black serpent. Chardyne turned, ready to run away and be done with this horrid place, but another, nearly identical serpent stopped her. This world, Death explained, was not dangerous. He brought her here to help her. She was free to come and go as she pleased. All Death wanted was to make Chardyne powerful, more powerful than the mightiest Titan.

And Chardyne, well, this was Death. Death had been so good to her, and a better parent than Bloodmoon or Lightstealer could ever be. So she found herself coming back to Dragonsbane. And that's when changes started, this time on her.

At first, there were only minor changes. Chardyne's eyes changed from emerald green to fiery red. Her claws and wings brightened from a dark grey to a brilliant blue. Her temper even seemed to shorten. But Chardyne didn't care. She liked Dragonsbane. The skeletons were so kind, and the two serpents never yelled or punished her like Bloodmoon sometimes would.

Death taught her Fire magic. No Darklooker had ever attempted this, due to the Flamebreathers being the only tribe whose bodies could sustain the massive amount of energy required. But for her, it worked. Chardyne learned to wield magical, blue-white flames that soon became a part of her.

The second serpent, Death's sister, Darkness, taught her a very ancient power known as Soul Transfer. This is when a dying dragon transfer's his or her soul to another object, giving that dragon a second chance to survive. (But this power only works once, and the soul has to be transferred to a dragon-shaped object). Darkness promised that the next time she returned, she would give her even more power. Chardyne happily agreed. She couldn't wait to show her mother.

But then war gripped Elementia. The Darklookers abandoned their wonderful kingdom, watching helplessly as it was destroyed in battle. They retreated to a hidden cave system, and gloomily tried to rebuild their cities away from the fighting. Bloodmoon, who possessed at least an ounce of motherly love in her twisted mind, took Chardyne with her to the new Kingdom. And there they stayed. Rattled by all the fighting and the sudden move, Chardyne forgot all about Dragonsbane.

When Death and Darkness realized that she wouldn't come back, they cursed. Now they needed a different host. Annoyed by their failure, they began their search for another.

And Chardyne, well, her loneliness returned. She went back to wandering around aimlessly, nothing to do.

Roleplay Development

This ended when she lost her patrol and ran into a very, very interesting dragon, with scales the color of brilliant flame.

Charydne has become a friend of the others and a near-about expert in fighting the skeletons. She fought alongside Junco and helped heal Flame after she fell off a cliff.

Appearance

Black scales, with bright blue claws, chest plates, wings and mane, bright red eyes, and light grey horns.

Owner

ChardynetheDragon

Personality

Unlike other Darklookers, Chardyne is actually very nice, and because of that, the other Darklookers treat her poorly. Her healing magic can heal any injury, including disease, but she gets exhausted afterwards. Chardyne secretly wants to join the Lightningtalons, and has a crush on one of them.

Relationships

Friends

Flame

Junco

Lux

Peat

Family

Mother: Bloodmoon

Father: Lightstealer

Uncle: Obsidian (Never met)

Aunt: Clawmoon

Cousins: (Never met) Canera, Darksight

Others

Death

Darkness

Status + Powers

Former Guardian of the Darklookers, now exiled

Healing Magic and ability to breathe fire (from Dragonsbane)

Theme Songs + Art

Wolves-Selena Gomez

Break the rules-?

April showers-ProleteR

The songs represent her strongest feelings:

Wolves = Her loyalty and determination

Break the Rules = Her recklessness

April showers = Her (Sort of) Innocence

Quotes

"I-I'm sorry! My name is Chardyne of the Darklookers, and I was separated from my group. I swear I don't want to hurt anybody!"

Chardyne relaxed. She did not want to be turned into a puddle.

"I hate the fact that I am a Darklooker."

"I-I guess. It must be better than being with the other Darklookers. They are always bullying me, 'cuz I'm nice. I kinda want to leave my own tribe, but Moondusk won't let me."

"Yeah, I am. But I get tired every time I heal someone. And I can't heal myself."

"I know! There's a spot in those woods that would be a perfect place to rest. I used to go there whenever I need to heal after the other Darklookers finished beating me up. There's a freshwater spring, and the trees shelter you from any rain!"

"Please! Please calm down, I don't want a fight to break out!"

"Don't worry. I've been burned, clawed, bitten, and beaten by my own tribe. It kinda takes a lot to actually injure me."

"The scar....was given to me by my......my mother."

“Don’t push my mercy.”

“Look. I’m through with killing. If you think I’m weak, that’s your opinion.”

She smiled in her sleep, and muttered something about lizards and pomegranates.

Trivia


 * Shipped with Junco
 * She and Flame are good friends