Zylanth
Well? Are you going to jump head first into this.... 'plan'? Or actually make a real plan this time.
| Name: | Zylanth |
| Gender: | Male |
| Color: | Blue with |
| Species: | Old World |
| Size: | Large 27.5 meters from nose to tailtip |
| Personality: | Zylanth is (usually) calm, one of the few sane voices in the group of crazies he's become part of... unless Tylanith gets to him. Which Tylanith does quite often, the bloody crazy blue. In reaction, he's gained quite a sarcastic tongue in his head, and is completely unafraid of letting everyone have a taste whenever he gets riled up. He loves to listen to music, which is one of the only times his sarcastic, opinionated tongue rests. However, give him sweep or patrol flights and.. well. Boredom is never a good thing. The only time his wits truly fail him is when he has a crush on a dragoness, at which point he becomes tongue-tied and klutzy -- more likely to trip over his own wings than actually do anything productive. |
| Abilities: | Teleportation Telepathy Assisted Firebreath |
| Notes: | Mother: Green Liorath Father: Brown Lurothath |
| Bonds: | Lygarde |
See! I can bond too!