@Electrum
OOC name: Snail
Character Name: They'll be named Saturn, or after one of Saturn's many moons.
Character Gender: Feminine (They/She)
Where is the Stone?: A couple little spikes on their chin? Or a third horn on their forehead, right behind their third eye.
Personality Description:
Having three eyes, they're pretty good at observing. And observing is exactly what they do. Whether from the surf or the sky, chances are they are watching. That isn’t to say they’re a complete wallflower. If you happen to catch their interests- and they deem you either not a threat or interesting enough to be worth the risk- they may start a conversation. Otherwise they are distant to all but their family and the handful of gembound they may consider friends.
They are certainly a creature of the water. They spend nearly all their time in the water, being clumsy both on land and in air. They’ll likely make a den either underwater or somewhere very nearby, and in that den will be a dragon’s hoard of sorts. Mostly items that they find during exploring- shells, pretty pebbles or rocks, even bones or other trinket. The ‘value’ of the item doesn’t matter to them as much as the story behind it. This can lead to their ‘hoard’ looking like a large collection of random items and junk. Don’t you dare tell them that though.
When they are angry, they do not hold back. As a child, this manifests as ruthless tantrums, but as they mature, so do their methods. Their strikes are both incredibly destructive and patiently calculated. Like a tsunami, they are calmest right before they strike. There might be a couple calm threats- final warnings before they crash down with all the fury of an ocean tempest ravaging a ship.
More:
They were quite good at watching, having three eyes and all. They watched (and listened) as their father explained how to fly: how to get off the ground, how to steer, how to land without getting a faceful of dirt. They watched as he slingshotted himself into the sky, and they continued to watch as he soared skillfully in a large circle before landing again.
And then, it was their turn.
Watching isn’t the same as doing, and they were painfully aware of the fact as they took a deep breath, mentally preparing for takeoff.
Three.. Two.. One.. Go!
With a short run and a big leap, they were able to get off the ground… for approximately five seconds. Then they slammed face-first unceremoniously into the dirt.
Looks like flying was going to be a
lot more difficult than swimming.