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Lukas Jaeger

It doesn't matter how much of a woman he appears, he's supposed to be a warrior! .. And, apparently, male. Real disappointment to the ones who couldn't tell, and him being, well, pissed.

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a character in “Dragon Riders”, as played by reveries

Description

Name: Lukas Jaeger
Age: 18-19
Gender: Male

Personality: Being a bit of a clever smart alec and sarcastic person to the very few who bother to speak with him outside of training or his scholar classes, Lukas is a bit of a loner, and tends to slack off in his free time, preferring to read or sleep away while being surrounded by the many pets and plants he has. To many, it would seem like he was born wise and with a frown always embedded on his features. However, as a studying scholar and warrior, he completely changes, becoming an almost scarily (violently) determined individual on his research and skills, he steps up the plate when it matters. Not afraid to speak his mind and with a sense of crudeness, Lukas is short-tempered and impatient, he is easily roused up when people become idiots and don't listen, as he hates to repeat himself.

Despite his gruff and more cold nature towards people, Lukas is more quiet and soothing towards plants and animals, being a more empathetic person towards them more. He has a hard time communicating with other human beings, unable to fully express his feelings, but feels completely comfortable and at ease with animals, plants and rampaging creatures. He could sympathize with anything that isn't human, easily able to smile, to the shock of most spectators. Despite not being the exact warrior type, Lukas can easily hold up on his own in a battle of skill, calculating and sharp minded, he's the extreme observant type. Calm and analytical when worst comes to push and pull, he easily adjusts to situations, and could immediately assert himself to many solutions to issues and problems that prevent him from accomplishing his goal in an almost cunning like manner. Always reaching to succeed, Lukas does not like to disappoint. Whether it's for himself or others, some have yet to know.

Underneath all the complicated layers of Lukas' character, deep down, he is a secluded and almost shy person who is easily embarrassed, being almost socially awkward as he didn't have many 'human' friends (due to reasoning of how they're such, in his own words, "blastering idiots", he must go and find ones who aren't as dull minded - in his very personal opinion) and finds a lot of flustering out of his comfort zone when others try to knock down his walls to know his true self, seeing as he isn't used to that.

Where is your dragon tattoo? It trails from his hip up his stomach.
What color is your dragon tattoo? Black, very dark and extremely black - in contrast to his paleness.
Appearance:
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Having longish, blonde hair swept into a layered boyish haircut framing a very delicate and feminine face (which had brought much ridicule), Lukas is pale and has blue-brown hazel eyes - more blue than brown, a mix of his mother's and father's traits. Holding an aura of maturity and yet of a other worldly likeness that doesn't allow even the most friendly to try to approach him - having most think twice. But most do, seeing as animals flock towards him like crazy.

Lean bodied with lean muscle that is easily underestimated, lanky and tall, standing at 6'2". And even with his fewer, more obvious masculine characteristics, he is often mistaken as a very tall boyish female with firm jaw and large hands. Several scars mar his body from much difficult to keep-up-with training, despite his determination not to be looked down upon. In contrast to his personality, Lukas appears a soft spoken, delicate and gentle person, a damsel who isn't what first appearances are to be. He looks much older than he should, like an adult in his twenties, but he swears on his life that he was born 18-19 years ago.

[Other: Lukas is best in tracking and strategy. He has great stamina, but lacks in skill when it comes to everything else, not of much use with a sword or spear. Lukas is at his best with he really uses that brain of his, and has co-ordinated attacks, with bow and arrow or other materials that don't require him using it in his own hands and face to face with the enemy.

He has lost about 30% of vision in his left eye, so he can't often see movement as quickly as he can on his right. Lukas is also ambidextrous, can read and write backwards, as well in German and Russian. He is currently studying Latin and Hebrew.

This is a character for Whispering_Word's Dragon character Fenris.


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So begins...

Lukas Jaeger's Story

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It was quite quiet in the room, he noted, with only the sound of calm breathing. As he closed the old book that was in his hands gently, his eyes looking over to the wooden door that led out of his room. On the floor, there was an array of animals of wide variety to beasts to dogs and cats and birds in cages and so forth, several bandaged up and others merely resting. Placing his book on on the wooden table as he headed towards the door quietly as so not to awaken the others present in the room, as humble as it was. The house wasn't that big, despite his being the biggest room due to his frequent taking of the injured or homeless.

As he walked the stairs, where the walls were filled in and an endless amount of old books, he kept his steps hushed, and turned through the cramped space. Lukas had arrived back in to the village today, and having finished up a quick read through his Latin studying, the blond teen found it strange to have the home so quiet when it was usually rowdy.

His presence back in the village was due to his finishing up on a training lesson to go tracking about the outer region of the forests with several other mates. He had only heard of an attempt on attacking of the South village that he resided in as he came back. It was quickly explained that a dragon - the white serpent that resided up in the mountains - had tried to attack, but several chosen Dragon Riders of the King had came to stop it, according to rumor. He shook his head at the ridiculousness. Dragons were best left alone. Riders? Preposterous. He'd tried to make talk with one once when he had met of the legendary creatures in the forests- it ended up with his arm having a big, ugly scar and the bloody sight of a dead corpse of the pig that he been looking for. It wasn't good to mess with a dragon, he knew.

No one was in the house, he made conclusion, as he peeked into the kitchen. "Mother must be out in the market, she often likes the night life when it's quiet." He murmured, and then walked out of the house through the worn door. The sun was setting fast. "Father's probably out as well, gathering tools and herbs for his next trek to some neighboring countries." His hand self-consciously went to hold onto the side of his stomach that had the peculiar dragon like birthmark that he always had trouble understanding, eyes downcast as if in an attempt to see through the light cloth of his shirt. To see the mark. To no avail though, of course.

"Dragons.. Dragon Riders. Merely fool sense." Lukas mumbled to himself as if in a dejected sigh. "It can't work out. It just can't - a connection between olden time creatures and humankind simply can't work out.. it couldn't." He kept trying to persuade himself, but the thought of having a marking of such a marvelous creature merely made him to.. wonder.

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When she mentioned dropping him, he chuckled. "Do not fear, I wouldn't be able to stay quiet if it truly hurt that bad. Besides, your hold is so gentle, I doubt it could hurt if I tried."

If she had been human, she probably would've flushed. But she wasn't, and instead retorted with a huff as smoke puffed out of her nostrils, "if you keep talking, not only will your wound open even further, but I shall drop you just for saying things like that." Zu was beginning to float towards the front entrance of her cave, her smaller than most dragons' wings easily flapping quickly and surely as her body moved in a snake like matter while now levitating in the air, and despite shakiness still, she swiftly made out of the cave. She floated in a more upright position, gentle hold still onto Alec, as if in a pause, but then in an almost distinguishably concerned voice. ".. Will you be able to adjust to my flying? Or shall I do so slowly?"




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He took a deep sigh from his short reveries, hand still over his dragon birthmark, but it was lifted off as his own head lifted up and stared off into what was the sky's darkening dusk - where he couldn't see a sunset anymore, and only the beginning of the evening and night. The breeze was starting to pick up, and while he just stood there for several moments, he could help the odd feeling that tore his sight from the sky to the woods. A voice took him out of his concentrated thoughts.

"Lukas?" It was his mother. The blond young adult turned to meet the eyes of his mother, who was currently placing her leather bags of assorted items - seeing as they seemed filled - onto their small wooden table.
"Yes mother?" He didn't like the way her eyes seemed so worried, nor of the surprised tone of her voice. The brown haired woman walked towards her son. "Has your father come back from his gathering of firewood?" Lukas shook his head, a frown coming to his features.
His mother held a confused expression. "He said that he was going to collect some earlier in the afternoon today."
"What? And he still hasn't come back yet?"
His mother shook her head in teary worry. "I was hoping that he would be back by the time I come home from the market." She paused. "Lukas, I think he may have - " Lukas gently held his mother's shoulders, pushing her aside gently before picking up the crossbow that was in the corner. Despite he not being the best in accuracy, one couldn't be more safe than sorry. "Don't say a word. I'll go look for him."

His mother couldn't say a word in protest as her son darted out of the door, yelling behind him that he will find his father by the time morning comes, and then runs after into the woods - where it was more likely that his father had gone. His mother could only sigh, and whispers that she hopes so, as she goes back inside to prepare dinner, pray, and then hopefully, both her son and husband will be back. She couldn't do anything in this case; only hope and worry.

Lukas was darting through the woods, calling out his father, crossbow in arm, but then slowed, and then fell silent. The crickets were out, chirping the evening away, and there was a small chittering every now and then of several small woodland creatures typically found in the area. There were animals going to sleep - and the more nocturnal, and dangerous ones were more likely to begin to prowl by now. He'd have to be careful. He began his way in the direction where his father would usually go to find firewood, but the unsettling feeling that he had earlier was continuing to grow. It shook him with full of nerves, and he knew it wasn't fear, but rather like an impeding change heading his way. He wasn't sure if it was a positive or a negative thing just yet. But for now, he had to focus on finding on his supposingly gone missing father.

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They were nearing the springs now, but Zu couldn't help the wary and cautious feeling she got as she was now beginning to descend to the grounds of where the natural cleansing water. Her senses were on high alert, as there were many presences about, despite the low nocturnal activity. Gently, as she floated downwards before landing and letting out a low hiss, she placed Alec down just as gingerly, before allowing her body to relax slightly of the feeling of her tense muscles that bundled up into nerves whenever she flew - the feeling having increased, despite short trip, due to the re-opened injuries that scarred parts of her body. Though, it was mostly around her feet and claws and arm - where Alec had done the most damage. Her brightly red-colored eyes darted to the water that belonged to the secluded area, where a water fall was flowing over a taller rock formation and plant life grew about. She begun to head towards it slowly.

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Lukas cursed quietly to himself, as he quietly dodged logs and twigs that would either trip him or give him away to prowling predators that he couldn't see. As he further ventured, the darker it seemed to get. Crossbow kept close, his eyes concentrated to look about in the darkness that was beginning to cover him completely, despite the trickles and streams of moonlight shining through from the overhead canopies of the tall, aged trees. Normally, has it been daylight or if he was merely strolling through, he'd probably take the time to name each species of tree individually like the book nerd he was. But now, he paid no heed to it, as the paranoia begun to set in quietly, eyes darting from left to right, he being more cautious on his left, since he couldn't see as well from that eye.

He was beginning to recognize the path though, as he kept to the path with red ribbon marked trees whose branches had a red strip of cloth that lit the way for he or his father whenever they were to search for wood. The younger ones surrounded the forest, and it was best to leave them alone, as the older ones gave better bark. Lukas decide to call out for his father again. "Father! Where are you?"

There was a growl in the distance, and then some twigs snapping. He knew that it wasn't him, and kept calm. Carefully, he trailed through, wary of his footing as the sounds of growling quieted down. "Don't you dare disappear on mother or me," he muttered bitterly, not daring himself to mutter any other word, in fear if it would come true - especially in the worse situation. He hook his head of the thoughts, and continued. It was only a little bit further. His father had better be there.

Well, despite his less than willing admittance to it, Lukas could only hope that it was so.

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((You know, with 450+ posts, I would think that we would've all gotten to the main concept by now.. ._.))

Zu kept her eyes to the water, which reflected what it could, and she took note of his gazing towards dirt or elsewhere as he spoke, and she allows an awkward moment of silence take over. ".. You could say that. Fate, however, is by choice, not by set stone." She allowed herself to turn her gaze to Alec, her voice slightly quieter, still wavering slightly, but she swallowed to let the lump in her throat go away. "Anything could happen. .. For example, a Rider and Dragon bond." She was unable to find anything more to say.

She looked at the sky. It was about to be considered morning, seeing as the rays of sunlight were beginning to become brighter. ".. We should begin to get going. The humans in the surrounding villages nearby will begin to wake soon, and upon finding our presence here, they may not be in the least ecstatic to see a dragon or an unfamiliar human such as yourself in these parts." She took several small steps.

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Lukas couldn't help but feel an ominous feeling as he continued to try to find his father; the night having only the moonbeams as comfort and guide. He turned when he heard something like snapping teeth, then cringes and whines, following after of shuffling and leaves being rustled as someone, or something ran away. He turned around, and he become almost blown away when he realized just what was behind him. He didn't say anything, just looked on in shock and awe as he backed several steps away and then felt his knees go weak as he felt back.

He dropped his crossbow in the process, and then slowly scrambled back slightly as so to give room. Bad memories of lost pigs and ugly scars marring shoulders and arms came to mind immediately. He could feel bothi his birthmark and old scar begin has a stinging sensation of pain, throbbing, even, as he stared at the creature before him. Before him.. was a dragon. Lukas could only stare on in wide eyed shock and with a slight trembling in his body. He couldn't find words to speak.

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Lukas gave an odd look towards the dragon upon hearing the gentle voice that came to his ears. The blonde and pale boy unconsciously reached for the spot between his left shoulder and arm were, and knew exactly what was beneath the cloth of his clothing, and it brought a pained expression in his eyes for a moment or two, flashing by, before being covered up by a blank look. He cautiously looked at the - judging based off of her voice - female dragon before him, and seeing that she was speaking the truth based on how she merely did nothing and watched him as he was watching her, he spoke, "how do I know if I can trust you?"

His tone is warily cold and slightly harsh, questioning with doubting eyes at what he could've swore were of a spirit of a reserved nature. But his long-standing opinion of dragons began to slightly blind him from speaking out with the bugging questions that begged his conscious to ask - to know just what it was that this dragon appear so different from any other dragon he's met, which had been consisted of one. He squeezed over the cloth tightly, where would be calloused skin and stitches. Quietly, not quite as bitter as before, he asks with almost accusing eyes, but looked at his feet in fear of offending the mystical creature with his prejudiced ignorance. ".. And why have you appeared yourself before me, out of all people?"

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Lukas kept his wary look, watching the dragon's movements carefully, a moment of a pained look as she replied to his questions before it disappeared. The mythical dragon was awing and hard to tear away his eyes from, whether by admiration or fear, he didn't understand, but the pains in his scar and birthmark kept bugging his mind, making his vision slightly fussy from trying to withstand the pain. He countered, "I am aware that there are records of dragons not all being brutal and quick-tempered, and would get what they desire if needed by both patience and carefully considered planning."

Lukas stayed where he was, not making any movement towards the crossbow feet away. He'd be only lucky if he could manage to wield it properly. There wasn't any need with violence, and because of his deep ties with all creatures, with the exception of humans of course, he couldn't find any fiber of being in himself to raise a hand in any harm towards the dragon before him, even with his bitterness towards them due to his past. "Do not take any offense in my words, mythical one," he didn't stammer like he thought he would by saying something that sounded silly even to his own ears. "But it's hard to believe that with what the reputation of most dragons are, I cannot any chances, and I require my life to continue." He didn't want to mention about his father, whom Lukas could only assume was still out there somewhere, lost. It wasn't any of her business, nor need to know.

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Lukas stared in shock. How does she know th-.. oh. A moment later his firm, blank gaze was fixed into back in place as he realized that perhaps she may have picked up on something, or that his body language was more than obvious. Her grabbed at the old scar harder, framing a small outline of his shoulder in his hand through the cloth. ".. I have no commentary to that." He didn't provide her with a clear answer to whether or not he was, in worry that if she knew of any disadvantage, she put it to use to gain something, still suspicious, despite the churning in his stomach of how purely good-intentional she seemed. It seemed to have gotten dark as the moon became hidden momentarily, casting no moonbeams upon the two figures.

He held an even bigger look of shock that stayed on his face when she mentioned his father. How did she know of his father? What wizardry was this?! Despite having a general knowledge of Dragons, even the textbooks that he received this information from were not very detailed and was quite limited. ".. How.. how do you know about my father?" It slightly relieved him to know that she wasn't one capable of fire breath, but it still scared him to know that she knew of his situation and he focused mainly onto that point. Lukas stared at the white scaled dragon before him with a dumbfounded-struck expression.

He felt a small pull at his heart with a twinge of hope and hopelessness of losing or finding his father - torn between the two, as her tried to pull his eyes away to stare at his hands, and then then the crossbow, before back to his hands - which seemed to tremble slightly by now - and to the dragon again. "And.." he took a moment to pause. "And if not a fire breathing dragon, what are you capable of, mythical one?" He asked, cautious to know what just what he was up against if he ever decided to make a break for it. His expression was still on his face though - to that of surprise.

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To her explanation as to how he knew of his father , he thought hard. Had he been that loud? Well, it'd be necessary as so his father could hear him. But did all dragons have good hearing, or had she been in a close distance away? Lukas decided to not further press onto the matter, as the dragon had begun explaining what she was capable of and though he'd knew heard of dragons that could heal, he felt as if it suited her - her and her soft voice that had a gentle nature about it.

It was perhaps the first that he heard of dragons being capable of such a marvelous thing, especially in this disease ridden world. But, perhaps it was only be able to heal wounds, instead of illness. It brought a curious gleam to his eyes as the moon appeared from the casting shadows of clouds overhead, despite the serious expression. Lukas couldn't help the ghost of a smile that appeared though, small and tight, as he continued to look at his hands. ".. That must be a wonderful to have, healing. It truly is a wonderful gift," he looked up at the dragon as he agreed. "But it's misused if placed into sinful hands.. "

He didn't say anything about how it can indeed be used for war, the gift itself, to be useful in battle and injured troops. A strategic method that could surely win battles and conquer in triumph against enemies. But looking at the dragon, he knew that in her herself that she truly did not have any desire to cause harm or was she to be made for war, as she said. It was nostalgic feeling, for him and his warrior training, and the sad, sad excuse of one that he was. Having no physical ability to be able to use the heavy weapons, made him a failure in his instructors' eyes.

Lukas felt a deeper connection to the dragon at this point, but his mind keep sticking itself to that one statement of how many dragons can cause destruction and the like, and he grasped his shoulder again, as he can easily vouch for that. Lukas couldn't help but find confusion as to why it hurt so much now, and merely trailed his eye sight back to the white scaled dragon before him, trying to find any possible connections, for she surely was not the dragon that did this to him - he's surely remember.

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Lukas watched the dragon shift as she turned to leave, and he merely stared, at a lost, as the dragon seemed to have disappeared before his very eyes as she weaved her way around a tree, and he held onto the wound that intensified. It wasn't the pain that bothered him, but the unsure feeling that accompanied along side with, like he was having some great part of himself being torn away from his body painfully and slowly, leaving an empty null.

Thinking hard about his situation, Lukas relayed the possibilities that he could take before him. On one hand, if he could swallow his pride, gaining the assistance of a dragon - that had already gave him a bit of what he could acknowledge as advice - if he were to try to ask for the help and desperate desire of finding his father, that is to say, if the dragon were to accept. On the other hand, he could try to find his father on his own, with the limited senses he had and this burning pain that was throbbing like crazy all of a sudden. He thought about it carefully, and when he looked at the spot in which the dragon had appeared before him previously, knowing that perhaps for certain, the dragon was gone, and that he should cherish the fact that he had already met it once (and held a conversation with one!), a not likely occurrence that happened every often for most humans in his village.

He knew that for this time, he'd refuse to swallow his pride and to go and ask for assistance from a mythical creature - no matter how much in awe he was of being in such of a presence - that had caused him pain. This was his responsibility to find his father, and his alone. He understood that while it was good to ask for the help of others when required, this was a time that did not need so, and also while he rather preferred to receive help from a creature, such as the gentle female white dragon, rather than one of his fellow human beings, his own self should be enough to find his father.

The tinge of doubt in him was lingering, but it was being ignored and forced back like the pain in his wound, by his pride. And he forced himself to steady himself while he picked up easily distinguishable wooden sticks whose material was easily burned, while maintaining silence with the occasional wince, he began to work on the fire. ".. That dragon seemed.." he murmured as he rubbed the sticks together furiously. "To be different from what I had thought to be though, nicely put.." He stopped momentarily to looked at the sky, the feeling like the conversation he had held with the dragon was merely a dream - seeing as how much of the chances of it happening to him were so, so low; it couldn't be helped. ".. I wonder if I were to ever encounter her ever again?" He took a moment to pause, and then lightly chuckle at the foolish thinking, and continued his task as sparks began to conjure.

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Zu had taken several small steps, an expression of what would relate to a raised brow. He didn't seem all that eager to return to his village just yet, but she didn't think too much onto the matter. Shifting slightly, she turned her head towards the sky. It was slightly dark still, the sunbeams not fully soaking over the earth just yet - or, at least, that was what she could see through the gaps in between canopies of trees. She calmly answered in his questions in order in to which they had been asked, more or less. "I wouldn't be too sure if had been long enough to the point the village will be awakening, but it's better safe than sorry. I wouldn't be sure as to where it would be exactly we should be headed, but it's best to gain some distance from the village I mentioned soon."

She tore her gaze from the sky to Alec. "But I don't think it would be best to fly with you and your clothes that have to finish completely drying from the spring water," Zu took a glance at the gleaming scales that had been carefully polished by Alec's hands earlier. "And with my scales yet to be completely dry. Seeing as they are like that of a bird's flight feathers.." She slightly grimaced at the thought of being compared to such a small creature and having such similar bodily functions, tilting her head slightly upward. Zu hardly noticed as how much she seemed to be talking all of a sudden all at once.

She reverted her head back to Alec after several moments of pause. "If you do not wish to head back to your own village, it wouldn't be of too much trouble to head somewhere else of adequate distance." She took another pause, truthfully stating her thoughts on the matter. "Again, and honestly, I don't look forward to traveling all the way to your village only to run into that human friend of yours," she made another grimace. "Or to somehow be put into a situation of meeting the villagers that have feared my apparent reputation for so long." Her tone implied to what had been discussed earlier, and it made her fluster slightly, an expression of embarrassment crossing her face, but she quickly tried to patch it up with a look of indifference.

She let out a snort of gray smoke. "But unless you other better ideas than by staying here being attacked by that particularly superstitious group of humans," she took a pause to think about just how many times she's encountered them in his fits of rage, and how exactly many times they responded with either fear or violence. All whole lot of them, if she recalled correctly. Zu's tail moved subconsciously to dip itself slightly into the spring water, despite her dislike of the element, it was still refreshing."Then I have no objection."