name: Blue Talron<br/>Species: Wood Elf<br/>Weapon: Elven Dagger<br/>prey or pred: Both, more preddy towards females.<br/>Vore Preferences: Any, just no scat.<br/><br/>A recent chain of events flashed in Blue's mind. They all reminded him of last night, that night. The night the worst storm had decided to attack him, and send his personal ship down to the ground. That night... of last night. As the wood elf slowly woke up, he coughed up sand and water as he climbed out of the wreckage of his Omni Ship. After puling himself out, his dagger in hand, he stood up and looked at his broken ship. "I... am never doing that again!" He said to himself. He then looked back to analyze the island he was on, it seemed peaceful enough. He just hoped there was people with technology on the island, as that could be the only way of repairing his ship and flying back home.