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| Vaelyis | Jun 12 2011, 11:23 PM Post #1 |
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Synile Annibal Name: Synile Annibal Race: Dragon Breed: Syneath Age: Unknown Level: Sovereign Gender: Female Breed Origin: Nexus, Siethyia; Nyrvyria Orientation: Slaughter Monster Mount Type: Seethen, Frost Born Blood Type: Servile Body Type: Both Flesh and Skeletal Flight Capable: Yes Heart of a Syneath: Valyüre Alliance: AnneVangyne, Abyloct, Aryan, Sangryn, Syn, AnneVangyne, Abyloct Allies, Sanguyne, Asphyxian, Anthraxia Rivalries: Acolytes, Vydyr, Syrask, Sylithean, and other AnneVangyne enemies; Anthraxia enemies Mouth/Body Mists Color: Turquoise-blue, crimson-vermilion, acidic-green, amethyst, or asphalt-black Flesh Color: Pitch-black with little red tints to the color, amethyst and indigo-blue reflections upon the hide when light strikes her body Element(s): Elemental; Ice or Frost being the main element Chemicals: Death's Rave, Liquid Nitrogen, Immersion, Synocide Acid Permafrost, Dry Ice, Rapine, Sanguine, Vatyr Attributes: Paranormal Abilities, Gravitational Forces, Necromancy, ascendancy over Undead and life; ability to shift (shape shifting or shape shifter). Most Syneath's being doppelgangers (doppelgängers). Darkness, Punishment, Leverage, Blood Lust, and Blood Rave Bone/Hide Metal: Satyre Height: 43 ft. Length: 66 ft. Weight: 23 tons Rider: Marcus Razen Jericho Lecter Wingspan: 223 ft. Personality: Synile is immoral and licentious; volatile and hostile, causing grieving fear and pain over others. She is vile, her personality shifting from one to another. She has split personality which causes the continuous changes of her personality and constant rages on war and death. Synile can as well be solitary and independent, only advising and depending on her Seethen. Ancestry though takes greater affect in her breed and senses; mind and aggression as well. Her behavior is rather eclectic—her own philosophies and beliefs are absorbed by her own, seeing as the inevitability between possibly and impossibly shows a screening scorn. History: Born thousands of years ago, being the first Syneath to live on Nyrvyria. She was relentless, war driven, and a loyal companion, showing her image as she could then, but that all change... until the war... Synile wasn't really up to the idea of it all. Syneath Dragons were able to disguise their image as another breed of dragons, them being called a doppelganger. Synile changed her moral image to be such as the main breed of Nyrvyria after the exaltation of the Syneath Breed: the Aryan breed. Her name was changed right then to Mutainy for her name Synile was already well known to the planet, but soon, when her rider she truly meets, for he will become King of Nyrvyria, he will be able to unleash the true identity of her and her image. Synile served with a human named Hil-Ganiel, the last King of Nyrvyria years ago, but died in war Synile brought upon on the planet; she had lost her Seethen, but gained a life of her own. Next time, she will not make that same mistake again. Synile was sentenced 100 years of exile on Nexus, never to step foot on the planet, taking the Syneath breed with her, but she never left. A plan known as Project Nexus. Once the Syneath breed has done enough damage, control over Nyrvyria of the Syneath breed with overthrow the government and soon... conquer the entire planet and nothing would stand in their way... as so they think! Marcus, being first born, wasn't a child different than the others. He was the reincarnation of the old King of Nyrvyria: Markus. Marcus began to grow, the Seethen, the Frost Born, inside of him growing as well. Evolving as he grew into a man. Trapped in a body of a dragon, Synile was to serve as a soulless inside the mortal body of an Aryan. Trapped in a mortal prison to reach the one she desired: Marcus. In order to reach him he had to release the power of the Frost Breed, and opening the gateway to releasing the full identity of his dragon. The true image of Synile Annibal. Once her image is broken, that is when she is born. When a Syneath of the Frost Breed, a Frost Sovereign, is born. She was forced upon her will to be in the prison, but it wasn't the first time. Locked up for centuries, Synile was held against her will in an icy prison in Nexus know was Shatterath. Imprisoned for nearly destroying Nyrvyria, Synile became for volatile and hectic inside the crammed prison she called hell. In her language, Sythrin. Sythrin was more to be known to the Seethen, but to the Syneath was all about control and leadership. To gain the trust from your followers. Becoming unstable, Synile was about to snap. Break loose. She was going morbid. Synile couldn't contain the rage nor be locked up in a cramped area. Snapping, Synile (combining all her energy an power) forced an explosion upon the prison, killing hundreds of innocent people and dragons. Enraged, she crawled from the prison, hauling her body over the ledge, breathing becoming harsh. Smoke was blown from her nostrils with blunt force, rather feeling driven and drained from the strain of being trapped in the imprisonment for centuries. It was right then she headed off in the search of Markus. In his reign of leadership was what made her snap in the first place. She was tired of his uncontrolled, unstable, monarchy leadership. It was tiring and dreadful. Under his leadership it began to lower the numbers of the Syneath breed. Population dropped to nearly only 666 left. Synile snapped, killing Markus with her own bare teeth and jaws. Years later she was enforced into a iced prison, but this time only she could be woken when her rider, Marcus, was reborn. But this King was not going to be like the last.... he as going to be more stable and controlling than Markus ever was. The truest victory is stirring in the hearts of his people! Years back before the creation, a breed known as the Acolyte plagued Assyria, infection dragons and the Syneath breed. Synile, creator of all Assyria, cursed the fetid virus race, demanding a stand-down upon them. But their leader, an arch-enemy of Synile's, Syiether and her rider Alyven, refused the concept of Synile's threat, knowing it was futile for her to stand against them, knowing her species was nearly wiped out to extinction. Only to help in the Acolyte aid was the impending and demeaning dragons called the Syrask wit their riders Sytsk. For hundreds of years, the two species have been fighting against each other, rivals of one mercy, the warlords Synile and Syiether biting at one another, trying to gain a hold of ones neck. Synile's strong hope against the virus of Syiether was nothing compare to the bond with her Seethen rider. It was Assyria's darkest hour and Synile's last stand. It was either to kill or be killed. Seethen Form: Synile remotely disguises herself as a Seethen much rather than a dragon as Syneath have the ability to be a doppelganger: mimicking anything in site, which presumably would be a Seethen form. Her eyes lingering a lament turquoise-blue, her face and skin flawless. It shimmered with a porcelain white, her eyes allowing her facial features to glow' her apparel stood more formal with some vintage accustomed to her dress. Light blue eye-blush painted over her eye lids to express her eye color with a more luminous touch, the glossy texture bordering. She stood with grace and elegance, her body walking gracefully without a fluke in her movements. A thick golden necklace hung around her neck, but never draped over past her shoulders. Her dress is slightly reminiscent of a wedding dress, the formal white moving with the texture of her body and elegant strode. Wrapped around both her wrists strung two individual golden bracelets that accustomed with the dress, one being on each wrist, showing where the dress sleeves end. Her hair was collected in the back, the hair being curled, a golden flower pinned high above the left ear. Small strands of her hair dangled in front of her face, but none passed an inch below her eyes. She was a white rapture, blooming a solitary essence to her embracing movements. Her palms and fingers were smooth and silky, much like the rest of her body and dress. Draped from her wrists was another piece of her dress, likewise as it was reminiscent of a wedding dress, a translucent sheet of cloth clung around her wrists, connecting with the rest of her dress; her body was rather slim and slender, the dress moving with her body as she was very coerce and idolized. Synile uses this form of disguise in many uses, especially when it comes to her rider being cocky and getting himself into trouble, a point where a dragon wouldn't be able to batter down a building, risking the fact of getting herself either captured or her rider dying. Her smile was even, a pale-skin form of lipstick glossed her lips, her smile beautifying her face with pure elegance. She was what was intended to be a dragon and she is perfectly capable of being a Seethen. Marcus, on the other hand, has never seen Synile in such form and probably won't. But to only certain cases she must use this form of disguise, only one dragon knowing who she really is... And her every last hope is for him not to be there when she is disguised. Disclaimer: I do not own the AnneVangyne breed, Satherone, Sangyne or James. The breed and characters mentioned rightfully belongs to a friend of mine, Sangyne. Reminder: On another note, no one is allowed to create a Syneath breed. The only one whom can have a Syneath is Sangyne. Reason? My OC, Razen, the rider of her OC Sethla (Seth) has to be a Syneath in order for Razen to be her rider, Razen herself being a Seethen. As well as her Syneath Evile and his rider Mischa. She also had my permission to use a hybrid with my breed to make Exyle and Avyn. Now, if you ask I am going to have to say no. No copying this dragon or using it for another other Rp boards or for your own creation. Only close friends can make a Syneath under my permission. No other. Thank you. Other notable Syneath and Seethen: Azerveyne and Azerbeyne (Father and daughter) Avvenine (Riderless) Genevieve Aristide (Riderless) Averylveryn—Avan Nexus Reaver [Rave]—Baird Rellik—Ghost Damien—Marcus Ryle—Ragnarid Solomon—Arbiter Nätharal Nemysis—Dragovich Scrim—Alma Anodyne—Arvile Adenovyridae—Allyn Avysphyrin—Saarne Ryoseth—Veryin Amoxacillan Drexel Sanguinide Sanguinade—Necropolis Drej'ryeal [Drej] Sethla Meesha—Razen Evile—Mishca Rivain Syneath are my breed and my breed alone. For more information, just go here. Sethla, Evile, Azerbeyne, and Mishca all belong to Sangyne, along with the Abyloct, AnneVangyne and Anthraxia dragons. Syneath are closed species and are only available by me asking, no one else. Unless otherwise, no one can create a Syneath. |
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