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Kieran Flanagan

"We've always known where to draw the line. We might have put a toe across it occasionally, but we've always stopped short of causing real mayhem. Sort of..."

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a character in “Dragon Riders of Valdonia”, as played by laxnchill20

Description

Kieran Flanagan
Athletic Swordsman with minor ability for fire magic. Brother to Connor Flanagan.
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Ability: Fire magic user, not an expert, in all actuality much more adept at traditional combat. Is masterfully proficient with a sword. Has dreams of becoming the best dragon mounted swordsman of all time. The only magic Kieran enjoys using is magic pertaining to weaponry, he regularly engulfs his sword and shield in flames. Or while hunting he commonly sets his arrows on fire en route to the target. His skill as an archer is lacking, although he is a significantly better hunter than Connor. As a result of his latent athleticism he has a very fast reaction time, and is very quick.

Occupation: Dragon Racer. He is an up and coming competitor on the dragon racing circuit. Races along side his brother Connor, they're known for working together to pass other competitors and only trying to pass each other in the last leg of the races once they've taken the lead.

Appearance--
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PLEASE IGNORE THE GUN, IT DOESN'T EXIST]

Eyes: Green
Hair: White
Height: 6'3
Weight: 225
Markings: none

Clothes + Gear--
Top: Red overcoat, over Black shirt
Bottoms: Black pants
Accessories: Wooden and Brass Shield
Weapons: One handed Great sword, Long Bow for hunting
Note: He refuses to wear a dragon racing suit like his brother, rather he races in his normal clothes because it feels more like normal riding, keeping him calm.


Dragon:

Name: Ashkore
Age: 11
Gender: Male
Ability: Fire
Size: Large (25 feet long, 15 feet tall at the shoulder, 8 feet wide at the body)
Wing Span: 27 feet

Appearance--
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Eyes: Gold
Color(s): Crimson Scales with a Golden underbelly
Description of their general appearance: Classic European Dragon, very large and reptilian; muscular with 4 legs.

Personality

Kieran is a very outdoorsy person, he loves hunting and sports. He is competitive and very athletic. He would prefer to practice swordplay then spend time on his studies. There is one subject he does actually enjoy and that is military history and strategy. He has aspirations to become the best dragon-mounted swordsman of all time. He sees little merit in studying his magics when he could be perfecting new techniques with his sword, or learning new battle tactics.

Due to his competitive nature he was naturally drawn to the Dragon Races as soon as he was eligible to enter. He is so competitive that he drew his younger brother Connor into racing with him. Connor races only to spend more time with his brother, although he does enjoy winning on an equal level.

Equipment

Has a one handed great sword that his Crazy Uncle Harris gave to him.
A bronze coated wooden shield.
A long bow used for hunting given to Kieran by his father.

There is nothing special or magical about Kieran's weapons, they only hold sentimental value.

History

Grew up near the Cliffs by the Sea. Being only a year older than Connor they were very close growing up. Kieran loves swordplay. He has been training with a sword since he was 14, never putting it down. He would much rather spend his time practicing his swordplay then studying, the opposite of his brother Connor. Although he avoids studying, he isn't dumb, he is quite smart and enjoys studying battle tactics.

As children Kieran and Connor had a pretty normal childhood. Their parents were always around to bail them out when they got into trouble (which was pretty often). Kieran bonded with his father, and ex warrior and excellent hunter, who runs a successful butchery. Kieran learned how to hunt, fish, skin and butcher most wild and domesticated game from around the area. Their father's dragon passed before Kieran was born, but his father loved to talk of him, filling Kieran with dreams about his future. Kieran loved his mother as well, never bonded as much with her as he his father, not one for studying he tended to find excuses to skip study times with his mother.
The only strange thing about their childhood was their Crazy Uncle Harris, who was not around often, but when he did show up, he tended to be grievously wounded and often had strange gifts for Kieran and Connor, usually exotic (and often bloodied) weapons.

Upon reaching the academy Kieran had to meet his new dragon, to do so he had to walk through the eligible dragons until he found the one that connected with him. Immediately upon entering the meeting room he saw a green and red dragon. He walked up to her, asking her name. She replied with her name, Zephyr, but after a short moment together Kieran knew there was absolutely no way Zephyr and he were meant for each other. Kieran asks Zephyr if she knows any athletic dragons to which she replies "there is one, but he is in the other room, he can be a little aggressive so they keep him away from the new members but you should be fine." So Kieran left Zephyr and the other dragons entering the secluded room. Upon entry he sees a magnificent red dragon, he walks up to him, completely unafraid and begins speaking with him. After a few moments he learns this dragons name is Ashkore, and they share many goals in life. They both feel that they are destined to be with each other.
After a few weeks with Ashkore, Kieran begins to tell him about his brother, after Ashkore gets an idea of Connors personality his head snaps to attention "OH MY GODS!! I KNOW THE PERFECT DRAGON FOR YOUR BROTHER!!!! She is a green and red dragon, on the smaller side, intelligent, kind of annoying, oh and a 'wind' dragon. Her name is Zephyr."
"I actually met Zephyr, she was the one who told me to enter your room, without her there would be no us. And you're right, she would be perfect for Connor, but let's not tell him about her. Meeting your dragon is the kind of thing that must happen naturally." Connor replied.

Kieran wen through a period of minor depression while at the academy to train with his new dragon. Although excited to finally be 18 and be paired with his new partner, he missed his brother and could not wait until he could join him. He discovered his ability to manipulate fire one day while training with Ashkore. Ashkore let out a jet of flame that nearly set the forest on fire and Kieran willed the fire change direction to avoid disaster. Immediately upon landing Kieran began experimenting with ways to use his new found control of flame in combat with his sword. He decided not to tell his brother about his magical abilities, rather deciding to surprise Connor on his 18th birthday with a "demonstration".

So begins...

Kieran Flanagan's Story

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Connor and Kieran were sitting at home relaxing for their race tomorrow, when Connor gets his signature mischievous smirk that he gets whenever he comes up with yet another devious plan for the duo. Connor looks over at Kieran and says "We should totally go to the hatchery and play with the baby dragons."
"Right now?" Kieran asks.
"Of course, it's the middle of the night, whose gonna know? Plus you can't sleep before a race anyway." said Connor.
A short while later they are at the entrance to the hatchery discussing how to get through the lock.
"Relax I'll just use electricity to manipulate the lock into an unlocked position" Connor says as he proceeds to place his hand over the lock and an audible click is heard as the door unlocks, but before the Connor can open the door Kieran intervenes.
"That'll never work, hold on I'll just melt the metal." Kieran proceeds to send a small jet of flame into the keyhole melting the entire mechanism.
"You idiot!! We didn't want to get caught, and you just left CLEAR evidence that we were here." Connor exlcaimed angrily.
"My bad, oh well too late now, let's go play with the dragons!!" Kieran said, ignoring his brother.
They proceed to enter the hatchery and play with the young ones.





(**OOC I realize I took a lot of control over Connor, Shishio's character, but I did so with his permission we will posting a lot together and so we will mix control somewhat, but everything we post will be reviewed by both of us. **)

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Connor and Kieran were sitting at home relaxing for their race tomorrow. Connor was jotting down some ideas for maneuvers and spells in his notebook, when suddenly, a brilliant idea came to him. It was perfect, the best way for them to unwind right before their big race. Connor looked over at Kieran and said, "We should totally go to the hatchery and play with the baby dragons."

"Right now?" Kieran asks.

"Of course, it's the middle of the night, whose gonna know? Plus you can't sleep before a race anyway." said Connor. The two hop on their dragons and take the quick jaunt over to the hatchery by the cliffs. Sneaking past the guards and up to the door, Connor steps forwards and rubs his hands together. The lock could easily be manipulated by the electricity flowing through it to open without a key. It was perfect, that way, when they left, Connor could simply re-lock the door and no one would know.
Kieran had some notion about smashing through the damn thing, but Connor had aready thought it out.

"Relax I'll just use electricity to manipulate the lock into an unlocked position" Connor says as he placed his hand over the lock. An audible click is heard as the door unlocks, smirking his trademark smirk, Connor goes to gently push the door open, but before the Connor can open the door Kieran intervenes.

"That'll never work, hold on I'll just melt the metal." Kieran then proceeded to blast the door lock with a small jet of flame, melting the entire mechanism into the unlocked position.
"You idiot!! We didn't want to get caught, and you just left CLEAR evidence that we were here." Connor exclaimed angrily. The point of sneaking past the guards was to be quiet and not get caught.
"My bad, oh well too late now, let's go play with the dragons!!" Kieran said, ignoring his brother's legitimate concerns of safety and innocence.

The two sneak into the hatchery and are greeted by the sounds of about a hundred baby dragons snoring peacefully. Connor walked over to a little blue and teal one, gently tickling it awake and smiling as it's eyes open, not wanting to scare the poor little creature. It yawns before its eyes light up with the joy of having a playmate. It giggles and rolls over so Connor can scratch it's tummy before it lets out a few short yips, waking the entire hatchery. Connor looks over to investigate Kieran's shouts, only to find him being tackled by about half a dozen baby dragons giggling madly the whole time. Connor placed his palm on his forehead and sighed. This was going to be a good night.

The next two hours were filled with the laughs and shouts and raucous noises of baby dragons having fun. Finally, however, Connor heard Zephyr in his head, "Connor, I've been napping and I lost track of the time, but it's early now. You two should go to bed soon, you've got to get up and race in six hours." Connor sighed and nodded, "Alright baby dragons, I'm very sorry, but we have to get up to race tomorrow, you all need to get back to bed now. Sorry."

Kieran's complaint rings out loudly in the hatchery, "Connor! Do we have to go now?!" To which Connor replied, "Yeah, Zephyr wants us to get to bed, she says we have to wake up in six hours."

From around the corner, Connor hears, "Damnit! Well, I guess she's right. Sorry baby dragons." A collective sigh of disappointment is heard from all around the hatchery. Finally, after another twenty minutes, when all the baby dragons were finally tucked in Connor and Kieran left, still giggling at the success their conquest. They flew home quickly and quietly, falling into bed and sleeping as soon as their heads touched pillow. Zephyr curled into a ball at the foot of Connors bed and the pair dreamed of winning tomorrow's race.

(OOC: I have taken minor control of Kieran in this post to facilitate speed and humor. I did so with his help and consent. He loll'd.)

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Kieran layed awake in bed all night, not being able to sleep as he thought about the race the next morning. No matter how many times he races he is always too excited the night before a race to sleep. At what he guessed was around 4-ish Kieran decided it was acceptable to get up. He quietly arose from his bed being careful not to wake Connor and Zephyr who were in the bed on the other side of the room, but he would wake them in a few hours as they didn't need to be in Cadence City until around 11, because of some preliminary qualifier pushing their race back to noon.

After Kieran dressed he grabbed a burlap sack and his bow and went outside, still dark he thought it would be a great time to check his snares. After checking all 25 snares Kieran only snagged 4 rabbits. He placed them in his sack for later. Realizing that this wasn't nearly enough food, and he had plenty of time, Kieran began to track the herd of deer that live near their property. Upon catching up to the herd Kieran saw the deer he wanted. It was a large buck with a huge rack, must've been about 14 points. But he knew he would need to carry the deer back with him so despite his competitive nature he settled for the smaller 8 point buck near the edge of the herd. He aimed at the heart, knowing he wouldn't miss, as he had been doing this for years. He loosed his arrow. The second it hit the deer he set the arrow alight cauterizing the wound so as to avoid spilling any of the deer's blood. He gathers his kill throwing it on his shoulder's and walks back to the house. Based upon the sun he guessed it was around 8, time to wake up Connor he thinks. He takes the time to walk around to the back where Ashkore sleeps. Ashkore was still asleep and Kieran smiled to himself as he came up with the best way to wake him up, and proceeded to flop the fresh deer carcass right onto Ashkores snout, promptly waking him and making sure he got breakfast at the same time. After chatting with Ashkore for a while about nothing in particular and he then went inside to surprise Connor and Zephyr with some rabbits for her to nom. As Kieran entered the building he was overcome with the wonderful smell of pancakes and bacon. Silly Connor making breakfast just like Mom did when we were little. Kieran said to Ashkore, but he was too busy enjoying his fresh deer to respond.

"Got some rabbits for Zephyr!" Kieran called to Connor.
"She's still on my bed sleeping, you know how she is" Connor responded.
Kieran chuckled to himself That silly dragon could sleep all day, but the second you wake her up she's as alert and intelligent as any of them.

She does enjoy her sleep, I think Connor is the only one who could ever convince her to wake up Ashkore replied.

We'll see how she reacts to four fresh rabbits to munch on. Kieran said and walked into the room.


Kieran drops the rabbits on the floor next to the bed and attempts to shake Zephyr awake. She is resistant until he waves a rabbit in front of her nose tempting her until she wakes up and snaps it up.

There are 3 more where that came from he tells her.

Thank you Kieran, I do love a good breakfast. She said sleepily.

Kieran left her to her meal, heading into the kitchen to go see what Connor had ready for his own meal.

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Connor woke with the sun, greeted by the last vestiges of morning's chill. He looked around, rubbing his eyes, Kieran had gone out, he wasn't in his bed. However, someone who hadn't started the night in his bed now was. Connor wasn't at all surprised to find Zephyr in his own bed, snoring quietly. She always ended up there anyway. As for Kieran, Connor wasn't that worried, Kieran could never sleep the night before a race. He was probably out hunting for breakfast or something like that, just the way dad taught them. Finally throwing the sheets off of himself and putting on his robe, Connor got out of bed and walked over to their kitchen and started up breakfast.

Connor pulled out a container of mixed flour, sugar, and baking powder from the cupboard, some eggs, milk, bacon, and butter from the cellar, and a skillet. Connor then walked over to the wood burning stove and tossed some more wood into the dying embers of last nights fire. The Cliffs were notorious for their cold nights, and the wood stove was perfect for keeping their house warm through the night. Connor snapped his fingers and a spark arced from his hand to the embers and wood, igniting the fire instantly. Connor then pulled out a bowl and tossed the eggs, milk, and powder from the tub into the bowl and mixed it with a spoon until the lumps were gone and the resulting paste was smooth. By then the fire had heated to optimum temperature and was ready for cooking "pancakes" just like their mum used to make. Before he started the pancakes, Connor cooked the bacon. The grease from the bacon would ensure that the pancakes didn't stick to the oven. Then Connor cooked four eggs to absorb the majority of the grease and then went the pancakes. Just as Connor had finished their breakfast, he heard the door open and Kieran walked in.

"Got some rabbits for Zephyr!" Kieran called to Connor.

"She's still on my bed sleeping, you know how she is." Connor responded. That silly dragon could sleep all day, but the second you wake her up she's as alert and intelligent as any of them.

Kieran drops the rabbits on the floor next to the bed and attempts to shake Zephyr awake. She is resistant, an immovable sleeping dragon, until he waves a rabbit in front of her nose, the delicious aroma of fresh meat tempting her until she wakes up and snaps it up.

"Thank you Kieran, I do love a good breakfast." She said sleepily, her neck snaking down from her spot on Connor’s bed and snapping up another rabbit. Kieran headed into the kitchen, where Connor’s breakfast was just getting finished. Connor slid Kieran’s plate across the table to him. It was piled high with pancakes, bacon, and eggs. Connor knew Kieran always loved a huge breakfast before a race.

Connor finished cooking his own breakfast and set the dirty dishes in a bucket to be washed later. He walked over to the table with his own plate as well as two large cups of milk, and sat down to begin eating, ignoring Kieran’s greedy and uncivilized manner of eating. Connor picked up his knife and fork and began eating the way his mother taught him, small bites, chewed thoroughly. Watching the two, you could easily see who spent the most time with which parent. Connor was almost a perfect personification of their mother. He was cultured, intelligent, and very proper, though whimsical and childish when excited, which was often. Kieran on the other hand was like their father. He was blunt, reasonably intelligent, very excitable, and without a single spec of table manners. However, the two didn’t care about their distinctions. They were brothers till the end and they loved each other. Connor finished eating after a while and sat back in his chair, patting his full stomach,

“Delicious if I do say so myself, I’m so happy Mum taught me how to do that. Anywho, we should clean up before we leave for the race, dishes and all that, I don’t want the house to smell when we get back. We’ve got plenty of time to finish up, they moved our race back till after the qualifier, so we don’t need to be there till about noon-ish. Shall we?” Connor asked his brother.

Blegh, chores already?” Kieran asked. “Jeez, you’re turning more into mom everyday.

“Well, we can do them now so we don’t have to when we get home tired from the races, or we can wait till we’re exhausted and try to do them when all we really want is to go take a bath and sleep. Your choice.” Connor said, smirking as he trounced his brother’s complaints with cold inescapable logic.

I suppose you’re right, jeez, no need to get so serious, I was just joking.” Kieran said, feigning hurt feelings. The two smirked at each other and started laughing before getting to work, cleaning up the dishes and washing the stovetop before getting their races supplies all ready to go.

Finally, they were all done, they’d dressed up, washed up, and were ready to head over to Cadence City, they had a big race today. After that, they planned on visiting their mom and dad who still lived in the city limits. Walking outside and saddling Zephyr with her lighter racing saddle, Connor took to the sky. There was nothing like the raw joy of flying, feeling the wind blow through your hair, accompanied by the low buzz of Zephyr’s wings. After doing a few loops and taking a lap or two around the house, Connor shouted over to Kieran, his trademark mischievous grin lighting up his whole face, “Hey, whadd’ya say we race to the City? First one there gets to win the actual race!”

Come now Connor, we don’t want to make them feel too badly before their race, you know how they are, one loss and Kieran falls apart!” Zephyr interjected. “It’ll be fine,” Connor assuaged his partner, “if it looks like we’re too far ahead, we’ll just ease up and let them win.

That’s all well and good, but I want to win!” Zephyr told Connor, letting loose a battle cry that sounded like a mixture between a wolf’s howl and a bird call.

Just then, Connor’s decision was made for him. “Oh you are so on little brother!” Kieran replied to Connor’s challenge, a huge smile showing on his face. At that, the brothers took off, making a beeline to Cadence City as fast as they could go, a five minute trip usually, and a good warm up for their dragons. It’s always best to stretch your wings before an actual race. The brothers didn’t stop at just racing straight there. They wove through trees and preformed aerial combat maneuvers around each other, using their drafts to their advantage. The pair looked like poetry in flight as they raced to Cadence City, eyes set on taking the cup.