OOC- Having checked out the update, now posting some kind of introduction of Ragnar.
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Ragnar the Spikewing
The journey of me had been somewhat problematic. Now it wasn't. Actually, all of my swirling dancing made me happy with joy, all of these colours around me, they are so shiny! I am so friendly with them, I need a hug. And in the far distance a small human girl enters the scenery, I hear an applause from beyond, she stands still and looks at me, and I see her and her eyes with moons inside. I laugh with a relieved laughter, she does not know that I will caress her soon with my light touch of the green suns! And I walk towards the girl, her standing still looking at me between the lot of tall trees. I lower down with my elbows on my knees in front of her, staring into her muddy
[1] eyes. She begins speaking with the most beautiful scream I have ever heard, she being filled with the most precious of all fears. And I say to the dear child:
"Oh my dear princess, my eyes shone at the sight of these flowery beds, the greens of the trees around me. Dancing in these emerald graves, I gaze at the wilds, the spitting rain falling over me and the sun warmly licking my skin. Please give me more of these pleasures, bearing with my heat below my flesh and feet, I feel my mana stream through me, heating like never before."
My raspy voice was very good to her, she emits a low gurgle of tears. A mother comes from the lively distance, yelling at her daughter to go away from my shade.
And the sky becomes a little darker as I feel that these humans should go away from this forest.
"Why are you afraid of me?" I say to the girl, hissing slowly. I begin to move my hand upwards, raising it towards her. I am almost touching her now. Her mother is running desperately, she is afraid what I will do to her little girl. Holding my hands closer to the shaky child, I can almost cup her head, holding at her face. "Why are you so afraid of me?"
The woman screams. I roar at her, beginning to become frustrated through my hate. I turn around, running away with rage and fury buried within me. I am not welcome anywhere. Why am I the only one? I am lonely.
And the forest is dark while the mother of the child embraces the small one, me being in the distance. All of the flowers are rotten. I hate mothers.
[1] Muddy as in brown. Zigglers refer to brown eyes as muddy as they have all green owns themselves.
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And yes, you can guess it. He perhaps has some traces of mental issues - ahh okay, he's completely insane. He'd probably have cursed that poor child if her mother wasn't near her. Or given her pain in any other way. The problem with his spells is that he's actually quite unable in direct combat.
EDIT: Vert, can you add the background story of Ragnar to the Character list, please?
