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Basic Info

Age:27
Gender: Male
Height:197 cm
Weight:76 kg.
Kingdom of Origin: Hutchest
Town of Origin: Its not really on the map, and neither is it really a town. But you see the small island almost straight southeast of Chiranchain? Its a small fisherman village there called Tinychain.
Occupation: Doctor.

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Personal Info

Is your character a Guardian?
Yeah, kind of a guardian, even doe his main task is aid medical assistance to the dragons if they get sick or something.
Personality: To be RP'ed (sorry, but I really suck at sticking to personalities)

History: Cultro was born into a small family in Tinychain. He never saw the mainland before he ran away from home, but that comes later.
Anyway, his mother was the town healer, and her knowledge about healing herbs and plants saved more than one of the locals. His father on the other hand was like all the other men, a fisher. Each day he would leave the house in the morning and come back in the evening with today's dinner. That was the way every family in the village had it, and that was the way it had been since the island first was inhabited.

According to tradition, Cultro was supposed to start his fisher-career the day he turned 10. But Cultro was a morbidly kid. He was always pale as the snow that would fall in the winter, now matter how much he ate he would remain the "walking skeleton." And worst of hall, he struggled even when just trying to walk around the house. In the start his father was open, and helpful about Cultro's disease. But as the years went on, and he didn't show any sign of getting better, no matter how much time his mother put into healing him, his father started to forget about his only son.

Cultro would spend his days in his bedroom, reading the stories his mother brought home from her weekly trips to the mainland, watching the ocean, or just simply sleeping. Each day were like the last one, and Cultro, who had never gotten to play with friends, or even know what a friend was, would always be sad. He wanted so bad to sail out on the ocean with his dad, show him that he was just as good of a fisherman as his old man. But that was just a dream, and nobody in the village, including himself, thought that it would ever change.

But nothing lasts forever, and one day Cultro's mother came home from the mainland with a guest. The man was tall, slim, and nicely dressed, always carrying around on a huge, brown leather suitcase. The eyes behind the round glasses burned with intelligence and knowledge. Cultro couldn't explain why, but the moment the man walked into his room, a small spark of hope was ignited in him.

The man turned out to be one of the best doctors from the mainland, and he seemed very interested in Cultro's illness. Over and over he would promise Cultro that "don't worry son, we'll fix this" or "Soon you will be just like the other kids"
The doctor, who turned out to be named Kito, tried a variety of different cures and medicines. But even doe some of them helped a little, non of them would cure Cultro.

But then Cultro got an idea for himself, what if he made a mixture of all the medicines that worked. He had seen his mother do it whit herbs, like mixing one that cures fever with another one that cures coughing and en up with a mixture that cured cold. So Cultro couldn't see why it wouldn't work. One day while the doctor was siting on Cultro's bed, just about to tell the little boy that he couldn't be cured. Cultro told him about his idea. Kito was shocked, not of the boys idea, but simply because he hadn't thought of it himself. It only took a moment of consideration before he ran out of the door and came back in with his suitcase. Opening it he told Cultro "We might as well give it a shot, eh?" And with that he started to mix up the different medicines that had shown a positive effect.

Half an hour later the mixture was finally done, and Cultro drank it all without hesitation, even doe it kinda smelled like fish that had been rotting for a few days. The effect came almost instant, Cultro started to get spasms, he started foaming, his eyes rolled back and suddenly he went limp. For a short moment Kito thought that he had killed the little boy, but Cultro's chest moved steadily. Knowing that he couldn't do any more for Cultro, the doctor went back to his home in Chiranchain.

When he woke up the next day, he felt a hunger like never before, Cultro shouted for his mom, and for once, his voice wasn't like hearing a 100 year old guy speaking, but actually sounding like the young boy he really was. When his mother came running into the room, closely followed by the father, they couldn't believe what they saw. Cultro sat in his bed and smiled. A huge boyish grin that went from ear to ear in his pale face. He asked them to get something to eat for "boy em I hungry!"

That day, he ate more than he had ever eaten in an entire week before. His father actually had to go out fishing twice that day, only to be able to feed the kid.
And each day the following week was like that. Cultro woke up, ate until he fell asleep, continued eating when he woke up again and so on.
Luckily the mixture had worked, for once Cultro was actually able to gain some hard-needed weight. Just a month later he was even able to row out with his dad to get dinner. Finally life was good to him.

The following years was good for Cultro, the daily rowing gave him muscles like he had never had before. But other people were scared of him. The snow white skin would never get darker, no matter how much time he spent under the sun, and that frightened the villagers. His blood-read eyes, which he had got after the cure, didn't help much for his image. But no matter, he was still happy.

But one day, when he got 16 his world came crashing down.
Cultro and his father was out fishing when a storm hit. The winds had been slowly picking up the entire day, so they had calculated that they would be able to get back home before the worst of the storm got them, but from one moment to the next, they were in the middle of it.......... )okay, I got tired of writing, so here is a quick summary of the rets of his life.) The boat went down, his father drowned, Cultro drifted back to the island by pure luck. The villagers found him, and thought he had killed his father since he was one of the best seamen on the island. They killed his mother, accusing her for spawing this demon (Cultro) by witchcraft and threw Cultro back in the ocean. Somehow he survived and drifted back to the island again, but this time he stole a boat and fled to the mainland. There he found the doctor. The doctor adopted him. He thought Cultro his craft. Cultro was good at it. And when the doctor died of cancer Cultro was contaced by the
AAAAAAaaannnd the rest is Too be RP'ed

Connections: Probably not.

Special Skills: Medical treatment. And improvising. Plus he is a pretty good sailor.

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Guardian Info
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Dragon's Name: Ventania
Dragon's Gender: Female
Dragon's Age: Hatchling
Dragon's Species: Blue