Brethane

First Name: Brethane


Last Name: He doesn't have one


Age: 650, give or take a few years.


Slayer or Tamer or Dragon: Silver Dragon


Languages: All known languages. Taught by his mother, add to the fact that he's had, oh, several hundred years to learn. He much prefers speaking Dovahzul, Common, and Irish. Although he's been known to speak Latin just to confuse Avelyn.






Eye color: Silver


Hair color: When he's human, it's black for some reason.



Height: Hm, he's never measured himself when in dragon form. If he had to guess, maybe a good 13 feet? But in human form he's a cheerful 6'3. It drives his companion crazy.


Sense of Dress: When he takes human form, he wears loose trousers and an undone shirt. He claims to hate the feel of being confined.


Face Claim: Dragon Human


Appearance: He's a sub-adult dragon. When he's in dragon form he's large standing at a whopping 13 feet, with gleaming silver scales and large, playful, silver eyes. It is rare for anyone other than Avelyn to see him in this draconian form, however, as he much prefers his human form; a tall, handsome, young man with dark black hair that hangs around his shoulders. His clothes are typically loose, again with the claim he hates feeling constricted. 






Likes: Avelyn, Flying, Training, 'Mortals', Mortal food, his Bronze cousins.


Dislikes: Red Dragons, Fighting, Those that threaten innocents, Eels, Smoke


Strengths: A superb flyer, Master of Ice magic, When in dragon form of paralyzing breath, incredibly calm and patient, Quick thinking.


Weaknesses: Avelyn, Possessive, Proud, too trusting, a bit of a glutton sometimes


Fears: Avelyn's death, Slayers hurting Avelyn, Being the last Silver



Personality/Mannerisms: While his companion, Avelyn is bold, brash, and quick to temper, Brethane is calm, cool, and thinks things out. Her prefers to see all sides to a story before making any judgement calls. He is often the voice of reason for his 'silly, little, mortal.' But do not mistake tolerance for weakness. Brethane is a deadly force to be reckoned with, second only to a gold dragon. 






History: Brethane is roughly six hundred years old. A fact he neither boasts nor denies. Still considered a sub-adult by most of his kind, he makes up for his inexperience with a calm demeanor and willingness to learn. While Mt. Verathren was still prosperous he lived there alongside his mother, Rhiannon, a silver dragon that served as a wise elder. Like most Silvers he has an extensive family but since most are eons older than him he doesn't see much of them. A curiosity that he never left the nest to explore the world, like his brothers and sisters, he grew to know and love the humans in the little village, nestled into the mountain side. He met a curious and beautiful red-head when the young one was five. Avelyn Duinne. He was instantly smitten with the child and sought to protect her from harm until the fateful attack on their home village. He grieved the loss of his clan and the human village, knowing only he and Avelyn remained due to his selfish desire to fly the child away from the danger. Now he readily stands by as Avelyn's guard, but is more likely willing to talk through a problem.






Your Name/Alias: Shei


How old you are IRL: 22, 23 in a few weeks


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