Name: -
Eschelon

Age: -
587,360 years old.

Gender: -
Male

Skills:
Fire: Eschelon can use his fire like that of any other dragon. It is extremely powerful and very hard to put out. He can manipulate his fire in many ways, but mostly for moving it around obstacles and such. He uses his fire to chase his opponents who try to get away from him.

Deep Magic: Eschelon is the one living being in the world that knows how to use this magic. It is older than the magic used with the ancient language. The Deep magic is more element based and takes less energy. It is very powerful, but he rarely uses it because of his fear that it will fall into the hands of someone or something evil.

Flying: Eschelon, as an elder dragon can fly. He can neither fly extremely high, nor extremely fast. His ability with flying comes in his agility. He is extremely agile in the air despite his huge size. He can out-maneuver most any opponent, though he is one of the slower dragons when it comes to flying.

Race: -
Dragon

Hair: -
None, scales are tan.

Eyes: -
Gray

Home Village: -
The catacombs deep beneath the mountains of the Hadarac.

Parents: -
Glaurang (Mother) and Scarv (Father)

Siblings: -
None.

Character Personality: Character Personality: Eschelon is something of a hermit though he likes company sometimes. He likes those who will seek knowledge and are willing to fight for what they believe in. He is very secretive about his type of magic and worries often. He, though he seems like a grouchy old hermit, really cares about the dragons, elves, dwarves, and humans a lot. He regrets never having fallen in love, but understands that his knowledge is of more importance than his own wishes. He does not like to fight all the time but sometimes does enjoy a good brawl. He likes to watch as the land changes over the years and above all else, loves to sleep. He believes that the land of dreams is the best place to be because you can change them into anything you like. He likes teaching, though he hasn’t done it in years. He likes to observe nature. He likes to watch the young ones learn and grow. He loves watching the stars and learning more about them. He cares for no one more so than another and will step in and defend the weak at any given time. He hates rudeness and disrespect and has no problem “teaching” young ones to be respectful. He views his life as having been long and full and would not really care if he were killed. His age has given him knowledge and wisdom beyond years. He understands that death is nothing more than another adventure and he believes himself ready to take it. His truest dream is to stop the evil and to restore balance to the world.

(OOC: Aeraldi, if it is ok since they are near the same age, I will use something like your history since you have established that the dragons lived in groups by colors and the intermingling had just started.)

Character History: Eschelon was born during a dark time. The dragons warred all the time, and his tribe; the dragons of the Hadarac were terrified. They were a weak tribe and were not powerful enough to stop other dragons, the blue dragons with their control over water, the orange and their flame. The white dragons and their healing. The black dragons and their ferocity. The tan dragons had nothing.

Eschelon was born into a mid-ranking family in the tribe. Both his mother and father were fighters in the tribe. The tribe was lucky because they had so far avoided any real fight with the other tribes in the area. They also had no allies on which to call upon, but Eschelon was not worried about this, he was a hatchling and as such in everything and doing that which he should not. He lived with his family for six months, then he was taken to the tallest mountain, it had three points. (The mountains of the Hadarac, this one is now three, but it is covered by sand.) The shortest of the three was where Eschelon was taken. He was instructed in fighting and the use of fire. He was nothing special, but they still trained him. They could not afford not to have him. They were a small tribe, whose main goal was to find knowledge. They were a wise tribe and all the while Eschelon was trained in fighting, he was trained just as hard in philosophy. His life was just the same every day, until word came that something had been detected beneath the mountains. Eschelon, by this time was a fully-grown male of forty years old. He was both wise and powerful. He was sent to find out what “it” was and either destroy it, or bring it back to the elders.

Eschelon entered the tunnels that were all over the bottom of the mountains and began his search. For years, he lived in the tunnels and small caves. Living off of the water that came off of the stalagmites and stalactites and the occasional underground river. He ate whatever he found, rats, bats, the occasional fish. Anything was better than nothing. Still, he continued his search, not knowing that his entire tribe had been killed by a surprise invasion by the orange and the blue dragon tribes. He continued his search, for five hundred years, and then he found it. It was no living being, but it was a powerful magic, the first magic ever to be. He named it the deep magic, and began to study it. It took him two hundred thousand years, but he mastered the magic. He learned of the source of its power and the source is the earth itself. He then, took the magic into his own body. When he did, he was given knowledge beyond the years of a normal dragon, beyond that of any other being. But, oddly he began to feel tired. He lie down and fell into a deep sleep, one that lasted for more than three hundred years.

When he woke, he felt really stiff. He stretched his legs and wings, and found that he was much larger than when he went to sleep. He thought nothing of it. He walked out of the caves to find his tribe and tell them of his discovery. When he came out of the tunnels, he saw something horrendous. The remains of his family, his friends, and his tribe were everywhere. There was no trace of an enemy dragon. He roared out in anguish. But, when he got over his grief he began the ritualistic burning of their scales, bones, and anything else that was left. When he had done so he went on a hunt for revenge. For many years, Eschelon searched for the murderers of his family, but he never found them. During these years, he grew greatly in wisdom. He continued to learn more about the Deep Magic and how it worked, but he kept it to himself. But some things cannot be kept a secret forever, and he began to hear rumors of some sort of new magic and how both dragons and dwarves began to search for it. So he returned to his caves, and set his life to learning as much as possible and to protecting the secret of the deep magic. He learned that one of the side affects of the deep magic was that you did not need sleep for many years, but when you did sleep it was a very long and deep sleep. He started to learn more, until an evil dragon found him.

The dragon had no name; he only had one goal, to steal the Deep Magic. He had followed Eschelon for years, never revealing he, but knowing that Eschelon was different he also knew Eschelon had something to do with the Deep Magic. The black dragon tribe sent him and he was not one to fail. He crept up behind the huge tan dragon and slashed the dragon’s face with his huge claws. It created a huge gash from the crest over the dragon’s eye and went to the tip of its nose. It was a horrendous wound, but the other dragon was not weak. It stood to its full height and bathed the black in a sandy-yellow fire. Then Eschelon turned and sliced a huge chunk of flesh out of the black dragon’s side. The black whimpered, but Eschelon’s anger was aroused. He turned once again and began to slash at the black dragon, cutting huge chunks of flesh each time. The black dragon turned and bit Eschelon on the leg. It growled angrily and continued to try to kill Eschelon, though it was failing badly. Eschelon called upon the Deep Magic, for the very first time. He used the magic to literally tear the dragon apart. He closed his eyes, and when he re-opened them, the dragon was dead, and that was all. He left the corps where it was as a warning to any would be intruders, then went to his cave and went to sleep.

This sleep lasted much longer, and when he woke up nothing was the same, the cave was much smaller. He walked outside the tunnels and saw, he had slept for more than two hundred thousand years.

Weapons:
Fire: Eschelon's fire is normal for a dragon his age. He can hold a flame up to three hours and can melt almost any material with it. His flame is a sandy-yellow color and this is his favorite weapon.

Claws: Esclelon has very sharp and powerful claws. They have the power to cut through almost any material. They are not excessively long, but are around five feet long. (Sounds like a lot, but he is a massive dragon.)

Tail: Esclelon has a powerful tail that can be used as a club and with his tail blade; it can be used as a powerful weapon of destruction. His tail is very strong and is very muscled he also uses it like a rudder when flying.


Likes: -
Sleeping, studying, and being alone.

Dislikes: -
Young ones (in other words almost everyone because of his age), bothersome people, and those who wake him from his naps. (Which usually last a century or two.)

Animal Companions: -
None.

Character's Physical Description:
Eschelon is a huge dragon, but not for his age. He is normal sized with normal sized wings. He has a sandy-yellow colored flame and decently long ivory claws. He is decently well muscled and fit. He is a very handsome dragon. His eyes, though gray and aged have a small spark of vitality to them and he has a very piercing stare. He has a scar running from the crest above his eye to the tip of his snout from a run-in with an evil dragon, whom afterward Eschelon killed. Eschelon is powerfully built despite his great age. He is about one hundred and fifty feet long from the tip of his snout to the end of his tail. He is about twenty feet wide.

Dreams for the Future: -
To protect the secret of the deep magic and to help the new generations to fight the great evil that is coming upon the land.

Reason for Dreams: -
He cares about the future and worries about the evil that could be done if the secret of the deep magic is learned.

Alignment/side: -
Good

Lolz, I don't have all that many, just like 10, lolz. And I made sure that he was not too powerful. I made sure that he had a heart and would rarely ever use the Deep Magic on a being, also when a charry is that old, EX: Aeraldi, Bahamut, Faefnir. He is going to be powerful.

Thanks, I appreciate it!