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Welcome to the land of dragons and elves; demons and death. Here, you may weave tales of all creatures, great and small - magic is found in everything, and many worlds one can explore are open for discovery. By Tooth And Claw Dragons, often shortened to BTACD, is an original high fantasy role-play site with over eighty species and ten solid worlds, fifteen years strong. Freedom of creativity is boundless within the established lore, and member suggestions are not only accepted, but encouraged. We release new content monthly, and are always expanding our wondrous Realms. Come and play with magic, honor the great gods, and beware the balance that governs all...
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May 3 2018, 05:22 AM
Name: Raygnar Stormwall, but goes by Rayg

Age: 20 years

Gender: Male

Species: Human

Alignment: Light

Often clad in a blue cloak, Rayg has an air of nobility about him, though he refuses to say whether he was a noble or not before setting out into the world. In addition to his cloak, he usually wears long pants that are suitable for combat, as well as black leather boots. His eyes are grey like a storm, but carry warmth in them. Unlike his twin brother, Jace, he does not have any tattoos. Holstered on either side or his pistols, which he mainly uses in combat, and he wears a longsword slung over his back.

Rayg is a bit sure of himself and arrogant at times, but his heart is in the right place. He has devoted himself to fighting evil, a mission he carries alongside his crew mates the Vilidin. He is also a trickster, always ready with a quip, joke, or pun to lighten up the mood.

Rayg specializes in the element of lightning, which he mainly channels through his pistols in devastating blasts of lightning. He has also been know to use lightning as a sort of enchantment, and has been seen to use these powers to make himself faster, or lift himself up into the air in a thundercloud, so he does possess some affinity for air as well. If a situation calls for fighting hand-to-hand, then Rayg uses a longsword to engage foes, charging the metal blade with electricity for more damaging blows.

Rayg's biggest weakness is likely his confidence. He doesn't always believe he's right, but he is usually very confident in himself. He also is a bit twitchy about his origins, and prefers to keep them secret. And he bears a fear of the undead, after an incident he refuses to speak about.

Rayg was born into nobility, along with his twin brother Jace. He quickly fled from his family with his brother, as dreams of adventure drew him away. He quickly found trouble, being attacked by bandits looking to make a pretty ransom from the two teenagers who seemed helpless enough. Of course, they weren't counting on a sudden wolf attack that sent them fleeing for their lives.
These wolves turned out to be what would eventually become the Vilidin. They revealed themselves as werewolves, turning into human forms as Rayg and Jace watched on warily. A short but life changing conversation began, before the wolves and the brothers went their separate ways.
Rayg soon found work as a sort of mercenary after he had gotten more of an understanding of his powers over lightning. He worked like this for a while, before meeting a halfling and a golden gryphon in a port city. The halfling introduced himself as Ronin Lighthollow, and immediately Rayg developed a liking for the short humanoid and his gryphon. Jace took a bit more time to warm up to the stranger, but eventually both of them followed Ronin to a ship called the Lightbringer. There they met the Vilidin for the second time, and joined the band of werewolves.
Since then, Rayg has sailed the seas of Evylon, fighting off evil with his twin pistols and hunting beings his crew mates call the Sunken.
Mar 16 2018, 05:18 AM
Name: Full name is Kaedra Voidboern, but goes by Kaedra or Kaeda to her close friends.

Age: 443 years old

Gender: Female

Species: She is a Void dragon, of Western heritage

Alignment: Light

Kaedra's scales are a mixture of a glossy black and a brilliant silver. She resembles the night sky, or the sky in a Realm sphere. Her two silver horns spiral up like those of an antelope, a small part of her emerald-colored crystal (about a centimeter in radius) hovers in defiance of gravity or anything else between them. Her eyes, like the crystal orb on her chest, are an emerald green very much like the gemstone. She sports two pairs of wings, a larger pair and a smaller pair. Both are functional, but the smaller ones are more for maneuvering than helping power flight. Her tail ends in a silver-colored barb Kaedra uses for defense.

Kaedra is not an easy dragon to figure out. She has the same great intelligence as her archenemy Chogath, but uses it for the good of the many rather than herself. She has a great capacity for compassion and loyalty, but is not blind with these things and always keeps the possibility of an ambush on her mind. She also has an intense hatred of the Faction of Hope and snakekind, for obvious reasons, but also holds a dislike against demons for reasons she won't divulge.

Kaedra's most devastating weapon is her breath weapon, a strange blast of a substance akin to shadow infused with the power of the Void. This weapon doesn't take effect instantly, but slowly wears away the soul and body of those afflicted with it. The entire process of this wearing away takes about a week to a month, depending on the strength of the victim's soul. However, Kaedra uses this weapon only as a last resort, preferring to use her powers over shadow and darkness to eliminate enemies.

Kaedra's breath weapon is powerful, but only has a single noncumulative use per day. therefore, she must use this weapon wisely. Her other weakness is not as evident, but rather lies below the surface. However, she bears secrets of a dark past with her, acts she once committed she would rather stay secret. She would do anything to keep them that way, a flaw her archenemy itches to exploit.

Kaedra was born and raised on Stroen'na, before striking out on her own. She first traveled to Vystriana, where she befriended a young Western dragon named Ryk. She fell in love with Ryk, and the two lived together in Felnova for a few years. However, the two got into a fight about whether or not fighting the Faction was a good idea, and Ryk left Kaedra in a fury. When he didn't return after a month, Kaedra went out to look for him, only finding one scale of his.
After Ryk's disappearance, Kaedra traveled to Kurai to see a being that was said to be able to let you speak to the dead. Little did Kaedra know she was about to meet her archenemy Chogath for the first time. She met the Marked sarka, and the price for finding the information was simple: all Kaedra had to do was defeat an ancient Kurai-bred kraken that said it would serve Chogath if he or one of his "missionaries" could defeat her. Eager for news, Kaedra agreed, and completed the task after a long hunt and an even longer fight. However, Chogath refused to keep his word, turning on the Void dragon. The two fought, and Kaedra managed to escape after blasting Chogath with her breath weapon. Chogath only survived by harvesting a N'vaen's soul and using it in place of his own.
Now Kaedra had a purpose. She was determined to fight for dragonkind and prevent the Shadow Schemer from seeing his plans through. She now waits for her opportunity to strike, having already disrupted many of Chogath's more minor operations. She was the one to organize the Vilidin, she noticed the xeriin Zendekarian and the human Liam being targeted by the dark sarka, and even knows of his plans to infiltrate the peace orginization. Of course, she is not all-knowing; many of the Marked sarka's schemes remain unknown to her. Still, she knows something must be done to prevent Chogath from seeing through his plan, even if she does not know the goal the Shadow Schemer has.
Mar 9 2018, 11:04 AM
Name: Henras Shadowhealer is his full name, but he goes by Henry.

Age: 83 years old

Gender: Male

Species: Werewolf, and had werewolf parents

Alignment: Light

In wolf form, Henry's underbelly, underside of tail, muzzle, and the part of his neck under his muzzle is all black. All his other fur is white, while his two intelligent sky-blue eyes seem to be constantly watching for danger. His human form has pale skin, with black and white hair and the same sky-blue eyes. In human form he usually wears the simple clothes of a healer.

Henry is a kind and caring being who does not wish to see a good-hearted being suffer. He dislikes unnecessary killing immensely, to the point where he refuses to kill even if it means that he may be severely harmed or even killed himself. Henry's optimism is also another key feature to the werewolf, as he tries to see the best in everything. In a nutshell, Shade is the embodiment of peace and healing, unless someone he holds dear is threatened.

Henry possesses a singular power over healing few can understand. He can close up deep belly wounds with a touch, regrow lost limbs, even close up serious wounds, though it helps none with blood loss.. Of course, many side effects pair with these powers, the least of them being exhaustion, brief comas, or bloody wounds of his own. Though, if he wishes to bring back the dead the consequences are much more serious: no matter what, the soul that returns will be replaced by his own. This may expend no magical energy, but there is a very clear drawback: he dies. His name also derives from a strange shadowy flame he uses when extreme danger threatens to him or an innocent. This fire eats away rapidly at living matter, able to reduce a human to nothing in seconds without magical protection.

Henry's compassion for the weak and injured has caused him to unknowingly invite assassins, undercover Faction agents, and other detestable beings into his care. He also has an aversion to fighting and has no weapon training.

Henry comes from a small countryside village in Xaeri. He lived there most of his life, being taught by the local healer, a saurian named Aurel. He soon witnessed the Faction hunting a dragon near his village, and was horrified as he watched them take trophies from the dragon's corpse. For a time these gruesome images haunted him, until he struck out from Xaeri to Felnova.
During his time in Felnova, he met a dragon by the name of Nara. She was a strong, black-scaled Western that had been badly wounded by a snakekind. Shade healed her, and the two became fast friends. Soon Nara regained her full health, and allowed Henry to ride her. The two flew together for a good ten years before she was killed by a Faction member. Henry, engulfed in grief and fury, followed the member until he came upon a camp. The camp didn't last long as it burned under black fire.
That day, Henry swore revenge on the Faction, and vowed to help dragonkind fight the threat it faces. He now wanders the Realm, helping those in need while at the same time looking for a chance to join the fight against the Faction.
Mar 7 2018, 06:30 AM
Name: Full name is Illiska Gemshard

Age: 150 years

Gender: Female

Species: A Sea Serpent

Alignment: Neutral

Illiaksa's silver-colored scales are almost like actual silver, and she sometimes sells them for things she needs. Her face, instead of being scaled, has small, down-like feathers on it which are colored a deep brown. Sometimes she is mistaken for a shark, but in fact has four legs, webbed claws, and a powerful tail for swimming. She wears a necklace of pearls.

Illiska is usually friendly to those who do not run from her, and understanding when people do run from her. She can be a bit mischievous as well, sometimes playing pranks on sailors by decorating their ships with seaweed or sometimes using her strange ink breath weapon to color their sails.

Illiska is not built for combat. Her breath weapon spews ink of a color of her choice, which underwater she uses as a smokescreen so she can escape. She's built for underwater speed, but can run pretty fast on land too. Being wingless, she can't fly, so she's pretty much restricted to running or swimming. Her teeth are razor sharp and curved to catch fish, and can do serious damage if she willed them to, though she is loathe to use them.

As previously stated, she is not built for combat and cannot fly. However, her silver scaled sometimes attract unwanted attention from thieves, Faction members, and the like.

Born in the Realm of Noctis, Illiska was once captured by cruel orcs who sold her into slavery as a hatchling. She managed to escape her captors, but she still bears a brand on her underside. After her escape she sheltered with a nice blue dragon on Millirand named Snowscale, and befriended that dragon. However, the two were separated a while later by a Faction attack. She wandered Millirand for a while, until stumbling into Xaeri. She lived there for a while in Harmony, made some friends, and has now struck out on her own. She does not have a rider yet, but tries to keep an open mind after her talk to Snowscale and a Sea-Kin xeriin.
Feb 13 2018, 12:53 PM
Name: Goes by Sky, but his true name is Night Sky.

Age: About forty four years old, looks and acts around twenty two.

Gender: Male

Species: He is a purebred vampire

Alignment: Neutral light

Appearance: Night Sky stands only about five foot seven, usually dressed in a cloak as black as midnight. His eyes are a deep grey, like storm clouds. His pale skin is startling against his black cloak, which sometimes accents how pale he is. He conceals a shortsword in his cloak, and his hands are equipped with his strange black retractable claws, a mutation of his. His hair is a glossy black, and it falls down around his eyes. To those who have seen him without his cloak, he has an unearthly beauty that he conceals to deter attention. His canines are more like fangs, which he hides to the best of his ability.

Personality: He might seem nervous and uneasy half the time, but Night Sky is an incredibly gentle and kind being. While he rarely smiles, those few he gives can make even the strongest maiden's heart flutter. Very secretive and reclusive, though, Night Sky is very slow to make friends and even slower to trust. Those who do earn both find him a loyal and trustworthy companion who would sacrifice himself to protect them.

Skilled in both fire and ice magic, Sky rarely uses either. When he does, it appears that his left side is connected to ice, his right fire. When he does use this magic, his eyes also change to reflect it, his left glowing icy blue and his right eye becoming an orb of fire. His skin is also tough, but being relatively weak physically for a vampire, he tries not to engage in a melee.

Sky's biggest undoing is his loyalty to his friends. It is his greatest strength and weakness alike, for his enemies have, in the past, used his friends as bargaining chips. His tendency to not trust someone has let a few possible friends slip by him, as well as his haunting fear of being discovered as a vampire.

While his origins are unknown, Sky lived as a wanderer for some years, making a few friends and enemies alike. His most defining moment was when he rescued a child from the claws of a strange black monster, which left a long scar on his arm. As he turned to his thirties, he began to notice a cloaked figure following him everywhere he went. The figure soon attacked, but met his end at Sky's claws. The smell of blood filled Sky's nose, and he lost control for a week. When he regained himself, he had slaughtered and entire village, draining them of their blood. His friends all lay dead at his feet, each one devoid of blood.
Sickened, Sky clad himself in his attacker's cloak as both a mark of shame and a disguise. Now he tries to hide himself from his own nature among the other races, doing his best to remain distant.
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