SIGIL CLOUDFURY
Le front de Sig s'approfondit avec son impatience. La première étape de l'entraînement de Nyx devait être terminée avant la tombée de la nuit; il voulait mobiliser la guilde dans les prochains jours. Elle était cruciale pour ses plans, bien qu'il n'osât pas laisser cette pensée glisser dans le flux télépathique entre eux. D'une manière ou d'une autre, elle coopérerait d'ici la fin de la journée.
La dragonne l'a menacé, et Sig a réagi instinctivement à son approche. Il s'est mis de côté, tournant le grappin hors de sa ceinture dans un mouvement lisse. Il jeta la corde dans un arc haut, tournoyant l'os à l'avant de l'aile de Nyx, et les deux lames à son extrémité accrochèrent et pénétraient dans la membrane de l'aile. Sig a serré la corde, laissant la dragonne savourer la morsure de celelyrium. Il s'agissait d'une technique de base pour tuer les dragons - les ailes étaient fragiles, et plus elles luttaient contre le crochet, plus la déchirure deviendrait grande, empêchant finalement le vol. Sig a fait de son mieux pour rester sous l'aile et loin de la bouche de Nyx - bien que la corde était faite de rocaille et ne brûlerait pas, le feu de dragon le fondrait avec assez de temps.
"Où est ta pitié?" Sig a crié. « Son esprit est brisé, c'est juste un animal maintenant, une bête sauvage. Éliminez-le de sa misère et faites-le avec cela."
En plus des mots, il envoya des pensées à Nyx. C'est ton devoir, maintenant. Beaucoup d'ennemis vont nous chasser, hommes et dragons. Si un dragon cherchait à vous tuer, ne vous défendriez-vous pas? Si un dragonrider venait tuer votre famille, ne les protégeriez-vous pas? Sig a serré sa main sur le grappin, espérant que la douleur était suffisante pour motiver la dragonne. Si vous ne pouvez pas tuer, vous ne pouvez pas survivre à ce monde.
Name:
Nyx
Age:
21 (or about 200 years old)
Gender:
Female

~ In her human form, Nyx maintains her striking violet eyes that seem to bore into the souls of those around her. Her hair is not purely straight; it falls in gentle rivulets down to the middle of her back. She holds herself with utmost grace and importance and usually maintains a serious composure. It is as if she thinks she is better than the humans around her. It is easy to tell when she's irritated-- she often frowns and deeply furrows her brow, which is quite noticeable on her pale complexion.

~ Nyx's ebony dark scales are what earned her her name; they make up most of her body, including the spines that run across her back. Darker stripes, which are more noticeable on her neck, streak across her body. She is tipped with violet hues, giving off a sharp contrast to those who look at her. Each of her four paws are equipped with a massive claw that allows her to cling onto enemies and remain there with ease. Her body style hints that she is more agile in the air than on earth.
Personality:
Short tempered and impatient, Nyx is usually the one to start fights or disagreements. She is independent; so much so that she is technically considered a loner. It is difficult to get her to follow orders unless she agrees with the order given. There is always something that Nyx wants to say-- whether it's a retort or something that she wishes to taunt, it is difficult to get her to keep her mouth shut. One can definitely tell that she is a proud dragon due to the way that she holds herself and talks to her rider. Despite her serious and fiery attitude, she loves to fly and will often soar the highest out of all the Guild's dragons.
Short Biography:
Nyx was once considered nobility by her tribe-- she was the leader's youngest daughter, and thus, she was highly respected by her tribe members. This gave her her proud personality, one that earned her a bad reputation around dragons of other tribes. Due to her pride and the disrespect towards her neighbors, many tribes refused to have any sort of relation with Nyx and her father. She did not care, however, and frankly, neither did their father; they were one of the strongest and largest tribes out there. They didn't need any help from the smaller tribes.
That is, until the humans attacked. They began to strike at the tribes around Nyx's without any remorse, and that drove fear through their hearts. However, when her father called for the aide of the smaller tribes, they refused to help them and instead helped the other smaller tribes. Her father's tribe was left to fend for themselves, as no one would help them.
Without any help from other tribes, Nyx's own was overrun by humans. Many of her tribe members had been killed, including her father and mother. The humans, however, decided to try to keep her alive to sell to the people back on their homeland. She didn't know why she had been picked to be sold to other humans, but she did not like it one bit. She was brought to the southern areas of Eclium, where she was sold to the White Dove Guild. She currently dislikes her stay there, along with her rider.
Abilities:
Venomous- Nyx's long dew claws can ooze venom at will.
Noxious Breath- Along with breathing flames, Nyx can expel poisonous gas from her maw.
Rider:
Sigil Cloudfury
Other: