<br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;">Forgotten</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="floatright">(http://th08.deviantart.net/fs31/PRE/f/2008/221/a/3/BanQ_Jasper_Dragon_by_BanQ.jpg)</div><strong>Species:</strong> Gemstone Dragon<br/><br/><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong> Three Thousand, Six Hundred, and change.<br/><br/><strong>Abilitie(s):</strong> All normal Dragon Abilities, plus the mastery over non-metallic Minerals -- he can manipulate the chemicals in range to create these gemstones and use them. <br/>- The stronger/more complex the mineral, the longer it will take to come together; one might have a large crystal in a fraction of a second, but a diamond would take some time. <br/>- He has a form of telekinesis that affects gemstones alone.<br/>- Can sense their existence in the background all the time -- this can get distracting if they move around.<br/><br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> Diagonal and curled around. No, really; after so many years, he'll probably not give a fuck what he... oh well, it was a bad pun anyway.<br/><br/><strong>Weakness':</strong> He's not exactly ADD, he's the Real Thing. His mind can be as fractal as the crystals that obey him, and has probably forgotten more things than most dragons ever knew in their long lifetimes. You'd think lateral thinking is a gift, but when he's supposed to do Something and ends up chasing butterflies up the wall, things can get hectic. He's also more than a little lazy; it goes with being a huge shiny lizard, okay? His main physical weakness would be things that make him feel enclosed or trapped. Anything that he can't get out of again? That might trip him over the edge once he's outside.<br/><br/><strong>Treasure:</strong>  He's got a preciouss! It's a flawed gem he doesn't let go of --or like to show. Another reason to do everything one-handed! :D<br/><br/><strong>Weapon(s):</strong> Breath, Talons, Fang and Tail, for now! What else does a dragon need, really?<br/><br/><strong>Description:</strong> Huge and Shiny! &gt;&gt;picture&gt;&gt; He's got some black scales to himself, specially underneath, but the further up we go the more crystal-like ones we get -- he's like a huge amethyst cluster reflecting all the primary hues from purple to violet and back, with a few secondary reds and blues.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong> Ba-humbug. He's been all by himself for centuries and it shows. Sometimes he talks to nothing, sometimes he just decides to do whatever he wants regardless of common sense, like laying down to sleep in the middle of a walk just because that's /such a perfect sunning spot omg./ Easy to anger, and easy to forget about it on the other hand, he hardly remembers much of the Outside. A sort of absentminded professor, he can come up with a brilliant deduction or the most childish conclusions, even if sometimes the latter can be more accurate than the former. <br/><br/><strong>History:</strong> He's old. He's seen plenty of things. Unfortunately, the centuries of isolation have made him not want to remember much about them, and he can be a little cantankerous when it comes to selective memory. He was a Powerful Dragon. Or not. A Wise Dragon. Or not. Sometimes he remembers flying over neverending fields and forests, and sometimes he can't remember how to fly at all, or what flying is. <br/><br/>He had a friend once -- a human, was it? He remembers the skin, sometimes, with his own -- only dragons don't have skin, so that must be another wrong memory. They talked in his head, but he doesn't talk back anymore. Sometimes he sees him around, barring the doors that never open from him, reminding him of... something. Something good. Something Bad. He loves him, no, he hates him. He would eat the wraith in its dirty linen shroud if he could, but who would he talk to if he did? Right? Right.<br/><br/></div>