Dragon

Name: Narric Toerii'Taykah
Gender: male
Size: 12'9" s/l/ws
Build:
Physical Features:
Colors: green Eyes: brown
Stats: Strength, Speed, Endurance, Agility, Health, Intelligence
Abilities: verbal speech, teleporation, heal others, alter physical structure (sand), shrink
Parents:
Origin: yakima's Treval generations
Other Info:
Personality: integrity, helpful

Events or History:

Deprecated information from Soothe's page

The two-toned green and brown, earthy-shaded male dragon that approached her was unsteady on his feet, but would be sure eventually. It was the gentle touch of his muzzle against Soothe's hand that solidified their bond. "No more sadness," he said. His voice was young-sounding, nothing like she expected from a dragon.

"Oh how can I be sad when I've got you!" Soothe laughed, tears rolling down her face. They went almost immediately back to Bald Mountain, enduring the chill of between again, but it was far from unfriendly now.

In the eights that followed their return, Narric's abilities began to grow strongly. While Soothe wasn't all that hot at riding (and prefered to remain safely on the ground) Narric was quite good with teleporting from one spot to another, and she did enjoy that. But what was more important was that Narric's size wasn't fixed. He could be as small as a wolf, or full-sized three elf-heights tall! However it was when he noticed Soothe's state upon having burnt herself over a cook fire that he really shone.

"Let me see," he said, and she hesitantly put her hand up in front of his big brown eyes. "Ah, I see the problem." He closed his eyes a moment, and like an elfin healer, Soothe felt the wound being reversed!

"You can heal!" She said, excited.

"So can you, only in a different way," Narric nudged her, and she went off to tell the others of his new abilities.

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