[RedRose4]

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Name: Virtue
Gender: Male
Age: 6
Size: About two stories tall, and three stories long.
Tamed: At the age of 1 when Damian ‘adopted’ him
Personality: Virtue is a rather ‘royal’ dragon. Like his owner, he likes to be treated with respect, not liking to get dirty because of the colours of his scales. Because of how white he is, Virtue also doesn’t like staying in the sun for long or else he gets overheated easily. Despite his snobby side, the dragon likes to spend time with other humans, as well as other dragons.
Powers: Has the power of wind (tornados for example) . Virtue is also capable of creating extremely cold air which can freeze anything he breaths on directly/over time, although is incapable of ice attacks despite his cold body. He also is able to communicate through thoughts, but only Damian and other dragons may hear what he’s thinking. Not other dragon tamers/riders.
Saddle?: Yes. Because of Virtue’s rather cold skin, Damian prefers not to freeze his balls off when he sits on his dragons back. Plus the saddle makes Damian as well as Virtue feel a little more comfortable during flight and on land.
Armor?: Virtue only has armor around the soft spots of his body. The neck/head and underbelly have silver plating, the rest of the body is uncovered. Preferably though, Virtue would rather not wear it, but Damian is rather persistent just for safety reasons.

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Name: Damian
Nickname: ?? (Your chars can make that up XD)
Age: 25
Eye colour: Crimson Red
Hair colour: Blonde
Personality: Damian is a take charge kind of guy. He likes to be put into a spotlight, or at least try and show he’s good at what he does in order to impress other people. The only time he isn’t trying to push ahead of everyone else is when men are involved, then it can go either way.
Responsibility is important, Damian doesn’t like to treat his life like a joke, and he is rather considerate with other peoples emotions. One of the things he hates most in life is to see other people cry. Other traits; Laid back, determined, unwavering.
Powers: Damian has a talent for finding and mixing herbs. He specializes in making medicine, healing being one of his favourite things to do. Whenever a dragon, or other person is injured, Damian is most likely there to try and help.
Wears: A large white fur coat, with a light grey tight fleece shirt underneath. Usually Damian will wear faded blue jeans, almost white in colour, with his high laced boots.
Carries: A scabbard strapped along his back where he holds his sharp, rather slim sword (Similar to a katana). He keeps pouches strapped around his dragons neck that holds herbs and medicines whenever he may need it.
Other: Has two lip, two eyebrow, and seven ear peircings on his body.

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Twirling the clear liquid around his glass, Damian glanced over at the clock to see what time it was. He had woken up rather early, not too happy about that, although finding himself in a pub wasn’t too bad of a wake up call either.
“Red Barracuda.” Damian whispered under his breath. The place was rather nice, although of course he had to keep Virtue outside and that wasn’t something his dragon approved of. Taking a nice swig of his water, Damian sighed and moved the empty glass aside, being way too serious about his job to drink alcohol before heading out.

He was waiting for two people he knew too well, hearing that the Light Lord needed the three of them to work together in order to help win the war which had been going on for decades wasn't a problem for him. While waiting, Damian looked around in hopes of seeing at least one of the people he was waiting for.
At first, he was about to give up and get another drink to quench his thirst, but there was a change of plans when he finally spot someone. Shauri-te. Damian smiled and stood up, leaving a bit of money on the counter and heading over to the young dragon tamer, nearly sneaking up behind him before releasing a deep chuckle and flicking the top of his head.
“Long time no see Kaze. Looks like we’re going to be a team for a while huh?” Damian cocked an eyebrow, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning back against the wall casually. It was okay to be carefree for now, especially with a war going on. The dismal thoughts in his mind could be pushed aside, for now he wanted to have at least a little calm before the storm.