Name: Asmodeux the Collector

Age: Mortal, I am older than an elf's grandfather.

Gender: Male

Race: Dragon Rider

Clan: N/A

Magic User: Yessss

Affinity: (if any, IF YOU ARE A MAGIC USER YOU MUST HAVE AN AFFINITY AND A GOD!!!!!!) I do not need one.

Allied to: (which god) Chailie, if you want to be specific. But i have had friendly dealings with Arriana and Odin.

Description: (NOTE! he is a human, not an elf)
Standing 6 ft, Asmodeux seems to be caught in a state of suspended age. His hair has become a silvery grey, his skin has lost its tanned complexion and is now becoming grey. His eyes, however, shine a brilliant golden hue, seemingly piercing the soul. His voice is a mix between a hoarse growl and a soothing melody.

Weapon/s: Normally doesn't carry one, but he have his sword.

Personality: Always curious, always scary, always alone. The years haven't always been kind to Asmodeux, as they have cut him off from the rest of society. This causes him to be slightly harsh to mostly everybody, and yet he is rarely in contact with anybody. Unapologetic, determined, and yet has a sadistic sense of humor.

Extra's: Has lost the ability to taste. Has a problem with hoarding.

History: Back when the gods first appeared to the world, Asmodeux was a human that just came back from the dragon realm. He was 15 when he came back, 21 when the Gods arrived. When the gods asked for everyone to bow to them, Asmodeux was the only 'human' to actually do so. The reason? Abandonment. He wanted to go back to the dragon realm, and the humans almost refused to accept him as a human. Isolation became a key emotion for him. No human would take him in and give him shelter, and the dragons had left him there in the first place. So Asmodeux left with his dragon, Devereaux. When he bowed to their rule, the Gods were pleased, especially Chailie. He came to him and blessed him as the First Dragon Rider to accept them, and He made him the Collector of Mortal Knowledge. His eyes were transformed into the golden, intruiging eyes they are today, and they granted him everlasting life. However, to gain, he must lose something. While in the realm of humans, he gained a taste for many kinds of foods, and had dreams of becoming a chef in hopes to appeal to the humans. In a sheer sense of irony, and to prove that they meant nothing to him now, he lost his ability to taste food. He also began to loose his skin tone, and his ability to associate.















Both of these 2 have a greater knowledge of the world than any library has.
They now must live on Tathar Calmcacil, the Hidden Islands. They are located where the tip of the compass meets the letter S for south.







Devereaux (Since this site hates me and my pics...)
Name: Devereaux the Everlasting

Age: I am a dragon fool.

Gender: Male

Race: Dragon

Clan: Wind Dragon

Magic User: Y/N Yes

Affinity: Wind

Allied to: Arriana

Description: [Not that big, to be more precise. In reality, about half of that size, maybe a bit larger..]

Weapon/s: I have talons and teeth, Mortal.

Personality: Devereaux has aged well over the past millennia, still being the same dragon he always has been: Greedy, clever, witty, and fun loving. Due to living on a secluded island, the only company he has is with his other half, Asmodeux. This has made him lonely, as he had wished to mate many, many years ago. However, he is still intimidating and does not care much for the human vs. Gods war.

Extra's: He knows where the Gods have gone, yet Asmodeux only has a rough idea. Has a problem with hoarding material items from all times.

History: Born a wind dragon, Devereaux felt fairly contempt. His rider and him were living happily with the dragons. They both had a fun loving personality and a knack to get into mischief and hoard things. However, they were sent to the human realm by the dragons, to continue the pack between them. Devereaux felt betrayed, and so did his rider. Finding themselves alone and isolated, Devereaux loathed humanity, and survived until the Gods appeared. Devereaux easily agreed to bow to the gods, as they both felt isolated and that the gods would help them. When they did, Chailie blessed them: Devereaux's scale colour changed from a light blue to a brilliant gold, and his life was elongated. However, he lost his ability to understand human speech, nor can he speak it. So Asmodeux translates for him.