"Happiness is what you make it. I prefer to make it musical."
Name: | Inumbrate |
Meaning: | To shade, to darken |
Bond: | ? |
Candidate at: | ? |
From: | Chaos of Color Clutches, drawn by Myrror at the Edge of Shadows |
Species: | Mutt: half draconic whorling, half Silshar |
Age: | Adult |
Sex: | Male |
Height: | 15'3", 45'1" long |
Color: | Copper Brown-marked Black |
Father: | Akheron |
Mother: | Euphonious |
Sister: | Penumbra |
Residence: | Star City |
Position: | Musician in an all-dragon rock band; works in dragonic cyborware retail on the side |
Personality: | Inumbrate is a "good-boy" in many
senses of the word: he's kind, he's well-behaved, he's respectful, he's
easy-going. He's the type to help little old ladies across the street
and get a pat on the cheek in return, return a wallet full of
undifferentiated credits to its owner without taking a single cent, or
offer to take someone else's shift at work so they can look after their
sick child-- and then, after work, show up with a pot of chicken noodle
soup for said child. All in all, he's just a nice guy.
He really doesn't seem the type to get up on a stage with a microphone and sing-- or, at times, scream-- into it, and yet, he does. That's really the only thing he gets passionate about: music. He doesn't have the angst for actually writing much, being well-adjusted and generally content, so he mostly sticks to singing, aside from the occasional love ballad. Even then, though, since he has yet to have a relationship last more than a month, he hasn't had a lot of experience to draw from there, either! |
Abilities: | Invisibility, intangibility (mane/fur becomes misty), verbal speech, telepathy, see the invisible |
Flights
Location |
Caught |
Stories |
Offspring |
Sanctuary of the Sun |
Flight; Hatching |
? |