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                                                                \\ G E N E R A L //

Name > Gulle
Nickname(s) > Seagull (call him this and he WILL slap you)

Tribe > SeaWing/IceWing
Occupation/Affiliation > Alliancer
Mentor/Apprentice (if applicable) > Needlepoint, Unity (former, deceased)
Talon/Order (if applicable) > Order of the Shield

Appearance > Gulle is a taller than average drake with a lean frame and bird-like snout. He seems to have a perfect combination of both IceWing and SeaWing features. He has ghostly pale scales with some darker teal hues that get gradually darker at his talons. A ragged and torn sail runs down the length of his body and underbelly and he supports a pair of gills. Like an IceWing, he has a tiny bunch of neck spines and a large cluster on the tip of his tail. His glow spots are white and located on his snout, belly, and tail.
Scars > two on his snout, two on his neck, and one that runs from his thigh to the base of his tail that has left him with a permanent limp (major, gained via the crystal caves rp)
Age > 15
Birthday > October 15th
Gender > Male
Pronouns > He/Him
Sexuality > Pansexual

                                                          \\ A B I L I T I E S //

POWERS > Powerful swimming (major), bright light immunity (minor), serrated claws (given), glowscales (given), cold resistance (given)

SKILLS >

Survival > [3/8]
Tribe Abilities > [2/8]
Swimming > [8]
Tail Weapons > [3]
Intimidation > [8]
Skill slot > [x]
Skill slot > [x]

Education/Training > Gulle did not receive a proper education until about 9 years of age.

STATS >

LEVEL: 1
TIER: 1
Strength > [10/10]
Agility/Dexterity > [3/10]
Defense/Constitution > [6/10]
Intelligence/Book Smarts > [4/10]
Wisdom/Observation > [7/10]
Charisma > [10/10]
Stamina > [3/10]
Flying > [2/10]

                                                        \\ P E R S O N A L I T Y //

POSITIVE:

Convincing > Gulle has high charisma and a literal silver tongue. He enjoys using it to convince dragons into doing stuff

Confident > Gulle typically has faith in his actions and words. He isn’t fazed by much although recent in game events have caused him to doubt himself

Well-Mannered > Gulle is usually a polite and proper dragon due to his IceWing upbringing. He has a ‘proper’ way of speaking

NEUTRAL:

Vain > He thinks very highly of himself and thinks that all the tribes are weak and cowardly. SeaWings and MudWing get the most of it

Sarcastic > Gulle enjoys being sarcastic, mostly during any major crisis. He secretly loves angering other dragons, and “toys” with them

NEGATIVE:

Easily Angered > It doesn’t take much to tick him off. Just breathing the wrong way will get him going

Cold > Gulle is not an open and bubbly type. He tries to keep quiet, serious, and emotionless at all costs

Haughty > Gulle thinks that he is more superior than everyone else and won’t hesitate to rub it in your face

LIKES >>
> Cold weather
> Snow
> Swimming at night
> Cleanliness

DISLIKES >>
> SeaWings
> MudWings
> Heat
> Spicy food
> Talkative dragons
> Mud and dirt

SECRETS:

> Used to sneak into his mother’s library and steal her copy of The Tale of Foeslayer and Arctic

FEARS:

> Coming back home and finding out that he’s dropped to the 7th Circle
> Losing someone again
> His Mother

WISHES/DREAMS:

> To become a Shieldite

                                                              \\ H I S T O R Y //

                                            TW: ALCOHOLISM, ABUSE, AND MURDER

Pre-Hatching > Yellowfin was born to a wealthy family in the heart of the SeaWing kingdom. Dragons marveled at his gorgeous blue scales and his unique yellow markings that gave him his name. From his hatching his was spoiled rotten and pampered, never once had to experience the horrors of the real world. His belly was always full and his blue scales shone bright with health and proper care, cleaned by the many servants of the household.
A couple years went by before his younger “pathetic” brother, Puffer, was born with splotchy blue scales and a wide girth. Their parents looked down disappointingly at his imperfections and pretty much neglected the poor thing. It was clear that the two brothers had very different personalities. Yellowfin was rambunctious, prone to causing trouble in the neighborhood and had all the girls wrapped around his talon while Puffer tended to spend his days locked in the house’s library, reading.
As the years flew by, Yellowfin began to venture out into the world and what he saw out there intrigued him.
Hybrids.
Perfect combinations of two separate tribe’s genes made them the ultimate dragons, he could start an army of hybrid kids and go down in history. Ideas began to emerge, he started to become “obsessed” with the possibility of an unstoppable army, dissing his family duties and even canceling an engagement to a wealthy noble to purse this dream.
By the age of 35, he picked out a MudWing whom he believed would have the best bloodline and got down to business. Who wouldn’t want a possible fireproof dragonet that could breathe underwater? Over the course of many years he had many dragonets with many other tribes but he bran to get picky with his kids. Yellowfin’s mind was clouded with the belief to have the alpha child, the one who could do it all. Once the Mud/Sea eggs hatched he selected the strongest one and left his mate, taking the dragonet back to his own home in the Sea Kingdom.

Vale was born to a poor family near the sea in the Ice Kingdom. Their only income was from killing whales and selling their blubber and oil but it was barely enough to sustain the family. Her parents constantly discouraged her for her imperfect scales which would have been an elegant gray if they weren’t “ruined” by darker splotches.
She had a brother who left the family a couple years before and no one knew if he was alive or not so her parents gave her larger tasks to make up for the two of them. She took after her parents in their whaling business, mainly collecting ambergris from the guts of sperm whales. However she yearned for a life without her parents constant insults over her scales and one where she didn’t have to cut up whales. To solve her problem, she restored to covering up her markings with makeup or white paint. All of a sudden it was like magic and her parents pestered her less and the townspeople began to look at her like she was a different dragoness.
Vale’s confidence levels began to rise and when she cane of age, she left her parents to join the IceWing army and peruse her wish for a better life. She spent years and years training, getting stronger, overpowering dragons almost twice her size. She climbed the ranks and went from a simple whaler with blotchy scales to a soldier in Queen Ptarmigan’s army.
But all good things come to an end.
Vale messed up an important hunt with some of the royals and other high ranking IceWings and was frowned upon. All the dragons that once adored her turned away and her parents never let her down for this.
Vale was absolutely shattered, she moved back into her old town and had to start all over in her fighting career. She often walked the icy shoreline and wished for a way to regain her status amongst her tribemates.
And that wish was answered in a way no one would except.
Yellowfin.
On one of her daily moping walks the SeaWing practically materialized out from the icy waters and approached her. Though her spirit was shattered her fight wasn’t and she immediately threatened to report him to the Queen if he tried anything. But he explained that he was not here to cause trouble but to give her an offer for a better life.
A hybrid dragonet.
He told her what it would be like to have a child that would gain her respect back, one that could swim and freeze at the same time. Absolutely desperate she accepted his offer and the two began to meeting times on the shore. Vale could have a chance.
Once the egg was produced she began to plan how she’d take it back and hide it from her parents. She was in awe and wanted to give her hybrid child all the love she physically could, something she never truly had as a dragonet. Yellowfin however didn’t want his child to never be used to it’s full potential and both of them fought over the custody before they came to an compromise. He would have the egg until the dragonet turned 7 years of age and then it would be handed over to Vale.
With their agreement set, Yellowfin took his newest child back to the Sea Kingdom.

Baby Dragonet > From hatching, Gulle knew he and his strange siblings weren’t like other SeaWing dragonets. His scales were far too pale and freezing to the touch, even the water around him became cold, not to mention the deadly spines on the end of his tail. Two slightly older siblings of his roamed the house. Heathen who was half MudWing, beefy and definitely larger than a normal 5-year-old and Polyp who was part SkyWing with long legs and a skinny body who could conjure a weak flame. Like his father, he grew up in the richer parts of the Sea Kingdom away from the chaos of the rest of the world. They were sent to a school but only for a short time since Yellow didn’t want anyone to harm his beautiful baubles.
He was far to young to understand his father’s actions and why he and his two older siblings were given “special tests” and why he would adorn them in countless jewels only to parade them around the town.
Around 1 and a half years of age, Yellowfin came home with two green-blue eggs wrapped in a bundle. He explained to them that they were going to be their new siblings.
Gulle was curious with the strange little eggs, excitedly waiting for the day that he would welcome his new siblings that hopefully wouldn’t pin him down like the other two. He read them stories and told them about his daily adventures as well as the strange tests.
When the day came and the eggs hatched he was excited to great his new sisters Nessie and Fronddew, one part Rain and the other Leaf.
He was never very fond of his siblings for they (especially Heathen) would bully him but Nessie became an exception for she adored him and would follow him on her chubby legs around the house.
It was a nice life for a while before Yellowfin’s mother unexpectedly died one night, sending him into a spiraling depression. He had began to change right before his children’s eyes. The somewhat caring father was gone, in his place was an unstable drake. He began to drink and drink and drink, often spending hours unconscious from the intake of alcohol.
His mind was fogged and he began to see his dragonets as objects, most of the time he’d beat them for disobeying. Rarely Puffer would show up to the house and try to help out but he was chased away every time by Yellowfin who claimed he was “fully capable to care for them.”

Dragonet > After barely passing his third hatching day, all the money that the family once boasted with pride was gone, spent on drinks. The family could no longer stay in their large home and relocated to the Scorpion Den where they were crammed into a tiny apartment.
Gulle at the time was confused on why they couldn’t stay in their own home. The young drake hated the Sand Kingdom for it was hot for his IceWing scales and water was scarce. He pouted and refused to cooperate which earned him rather nasty beatings. The family didn’t have much income and instead of getting a job Yellowfin hired a group of thugs to teach the dragonets how to steal. The group was run by an older SandWing named Hyena, known for his barking laugh and brown freckles much like his namesake. He was a dragon that could sweet talk you into pretty much anything, his members occasionally called him “Silver Tongue”. Once living in harmony, Gulle was quiet literally thrusted into the art of thievery, cons, and murder. He taught them to cover up their tracks in order to successfully get away with a robbery and how to fight against dragons larger then themselves. Gulle learned more from the spotted SandWing then from his very short time in school. Yellowfin was pleased that his children were adapting so well, more or less. They would bring home stolen bits from upper class homes back and after a couple years, they were able to move into a larger home. During this time Gulle grew close to one of his fellow gang members, a dark-finned and sturdy SandWing of similar age named Bubo. The two were inseparable, doing all of their horrendous acts together and telling stories of a life before becoming a criminal. One day Hyena gave them an important mission: assassinate a rich MudWing from the more well guarded areas of the city. It took awhile and was quite messy but once Gulle wiped the blood off his talons it was done.
Then he turned 7.
But Yellowfin had no intent of giving him up.
He ignored all of the letters Vale sent asking for her son, letting them pile up and rot in a corner of the house. Gulle grew, reaching a slightly taller than average high and lean-muscled with no clue that his mother was searching for him. He grew up accustomed to the life of a thug and accepted it as his true purpose but that was all about to change.
Around the age of 9 he was approached by Nessie, her green face streaming with tears. She begged him for them to leave and run away, anywhere that wasn’t in the Den. He had spent so long without the feeling of water on his scales that he had forgot on what it was like to live back in the Sea Kingdom. He was hesitant, he had a life and friends after all but he underestimated his younger sister. She pleaded with him and once he looked her dead in the eyes he could see how miserable she was, how miserable they all were. Bloodshot eyes, visible ribs, crusty scales just crying for a drop of water, and various whip markings scattered across their backs. He agreed, this was no life and the two began to plan how they’d escape. But he couldn’t say goodbye to Bubo, his good friend and sought out for him. Once Gulle did find his friend perched atop of a roof he broke down and told him the whole thing: the two were planning to leave that night. Bubo was understanding though he didn’t want his friend to go.
It was time.
Yellowfin had practically drowned himself in beer, there was no way that the blue SeaWing would notice the two sneaking out. Once they secured the door behind them they broke off into a casual walk to not draw any attention to themselves. Gulle wore an old back cloak that once belonged to his grandfather, it would keep his shining scales out view in the dead of night since he was a walking beacon. Ness on the other hand used her RainWing blood to dim her scales down as dark as they could go, unable to fully change color. He could taste freedom on his lips, there were almost there...almost.
And then they were surrounded by several hooded dragons.
Panic flooded his bones, they couldn’t be stopped not when they were so close to leaving the den. The assumed leader of the hoods stepped forward and revealed herself to be an elegant gold-brown MudWing dragoness named Fog. Something about her face was eerily similar and then it stuck him. She had to be related in some way to the MudWing that he and Bubo has killed a while back, both had the same angled cheekbones and slim snouts. She snarled that she was getting revenge for her brother by taking someone dear to Gulle and like lightning the sib group lunged. They pinned him down while Fog grabbed Nessie and took off into the night. After a few minutes of struggling he eventually broke free from the MudWings grasps and sprinted after Fog. He began to panic when he counts spot them and believed that she did it and there was no way to save his sister when hope came from above.
Bubo!
The SandWing had been watching Gulle ever since he was told that they were going to leave and luckily caught a glimpse of Fog and Nessie running. Soon they caught up and her sibs had returned to their bigwings, ready to kill him and Bubo. But he was trained well be Hyena and with some assistance, he began to take down the beefy MudWings. He was able to slaughter two of them on his own, one by slitting their throat with his tail and the other by puncturing their windpipe with his deadly tail. Bubo was able to lash out and hit an unfortunate part with his tail and the two critically injured the last one, leaving only Fog knee-deep in the blood of her siblings. This was it, he could do it and the hybrid lunged for the MudWing’s throat.
But he was too late.
Fog slight Nessie’s throat before he could even latch his talons onto here. Out of pure anger and rage he tore at the MudWing until she was nothing but a bloody lump on the ground. Something inside Gulle cracked and he would never be the same. He started to lose his once funny and outgoing personality and became cold and unfeeling.
He didn’t even flinch whenever he returned home with the news and Yellowfin drunkenly slashed him across the face. He stopped going out even though Yellowfin would whip him for not doing his “job” and refused to speak for a few months, rarely flashing something in Aquatic. Once he did start speaking his voice changed as well, cold and harsh. He didn’t see Bubo often after the incident but then again he hardly left the house. Life seemed to lose meaning for Gulle but one night he was shaken awake by, oddly enough, his uncle Puffer. He was shocked to see him in the Sand Kingdom and he wouldn’t explain why he came or how he got here, the only thing that mattered was that all of them were leaving. For good. The siblings ransacked the house, grabbing anything that they could including gold, food, random papers sitting in the corner, books, and Yellowfin’s jewelry.
This time the escape was successful although the constant threat of Yellowfin sending his goonies after them was a constant fear. The group didn’t stop flying until they reached a small town near the base of the Claws of the Clouds Mountains. They lived in a small whacked for a few weeks, adapting to this new normal. During this time Gulle just to happened to be breezing through some of the random papers his siblings grabbed and noticed one with his name on it, addressed from an IceWing named Vale. Reading further he discovered that she was his mother and he was supposed to be living with her two years ago. He yearned for a life where he could start anew and what was better than the Ice Kingdom with his mother. Over the next few days he packed his bags and broke off from his siblings, heading towards a new place.

Young Adult > Thankfully he could handle the below freezing temperatures and crossed the Great Ice Cliff with ease though part of him feared that it would send an icicle into his heart for not being IceWing enough. Upon arriving in the Ice Kingdom, his mother was ecstatic that he was here. She told him about the deal and how Yellowfin broke it, though in her mind she though he would’ve been raised better not dirty and covered in scars but that could be easily fixed. He found life strange at first and had to take etiquette classes in order to fully adapt into IceWing society. Gulle completely abandoned his past life and focused on climbing up the ranks. He vowed to think, fight, and act like an IceWing as long as he lived.
And he did.
It took three grueling years of training from dawn to dusk alongside high ranking officers and by his 12th hatchingday, Gulle had risen in status, with Vale rising up behind him. She was soon allowed to live in the main palace again and got her respect back. She would occasionally take him out and parade him around those who wronged her, mainly her parents.
His training continued and he became known for his tactic of lurking beneath sea ice before lunging at his victim, his squadron dubbed him “Seal” and his skills caught some attention. Gulle improved in his work and was placed into a new squadron taught by one of the more famous generals, and his advancement didn’t go unnoticed. He just so happened to have caught the eye of an IceWing alliance member named Fjord who approached him and asked him to join the famed Pyrrhia-Pantala alliance. He at first declined the offer but then wondered what his misfit siblings would say. He thought about poor little Nessie, who would have begged him to go, and accepted the offer.

After years of training and hard work, Gulle was brought to the orb which turned blood-red between his talons.

Adult > N/A

Old Age > N/A

                                                         \\ R E L A T I O N S H I P S //

PARENTS >
>> Yellowfin > Father
>> Vale > Mother

SIBLINGS >
>> A lot

MATE (if applicable) > N/A

DRAGONETS (if applicable) > N/A

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POSITIVE

> Woolen

> Diss

NEUTRAL

> Fulcrum

> Helios

> Plaugebringer

> Strum

> Lightstealer

> Bri

> Kairi

NEGATIVE

> Pangolin

> Malachite

> Cassian

> Hudson

                                                               \\ INVENTORY //

Glass Earring > A small, poorly made piece of jewelry that appears to consist of several different colors of glass. Given to him by his sister. [TINY ITEM]
Polar bear Fur Cloak > A yellowish-white fur cloak that originally belonged to his maternal great-grandfather. It has a golden broach in the shape of a bird at the center. [MEDIUM ITEM]
Item 3 > Description
Item 4 > Description

                                      \\ DRAGON TEARS & LEVELLING RECORDS //

Quest: Trainee Graduation II www.deviantart.com/comments/1/…
Rewards Gained: Advancement to Allianceship +5 stat points and +1 rank in Tribe Abilities +4 Skill Points.

Quest: Migration Salvation www.deviantart.com/comments/1/…
Rewards Gained: +35dt, +55 Isle Mezzo Rep

Quest: Behemoth has Claws, Even Today (Alliance) www.deviantart.com/comments/1/…

Rewards Gained: +50dt, +100 Sea Kingdom rep

Total Dragon Tears Gained: 85
Inspiration: (none; link screenshot if you have one)
Levelling Rate: Minor Ban

Starting Stats: STR [8], DEX [3], CON [6], INT [4], WIS [5], CHA [9], STA [3], FLY [2]
Starting Skills: Survival [3], Tribe Abilities [1], Swimming [8], Tail Weapons [3], Intimidation [4]

                                                                \\ E X T R A //

BANS: Hybrid (Ice x Sea), First Circle (no longer used)
CHARACTER CREATION VARIANTS: XXX

Voice Cannon > TBA
Scent > Peppermint and sea spray

Application for
Made by @/Biohazardia
Background image drawn by Pandamonic (do not tag) for use of Pyrrhia-Pantala only.
Base by @/plasmawolf2016

Description
                                                                \\ G E N E R A L //

Name > Gulle
Nickname(s) > Seagull (call him this and he WILL slap you)

Tribe > SeaWing/IceWing
Occupation/Affiliation > Alliancer
Mentor/Apprentice (if applicable) > Needlepoint, Unity (former, deceased)
Talon/Order (if applicable) > Order of the Shield

Appearance > Gulle is a taller than average drake with a lean frame and bird-like snout. He seems to have a perfect combination of both IceWing and SeaWing features. He has ghostly pale scales with some darker teal hues that get gradually darker at his talons. A ragged and torn sail runs down the length of his body and underbelly and he supports a pair of gills. Like an IceWing, he has a tiny bunch of neck spines and a large cluster on the tip of his tail. His glow spots are white and located on his snout, belly, and tail.
Scars > two on his snout, two on his neck, and one that runs from his thigh to the base of his tail that has left him with a permanent limp (major, gained via the crystal caves rp)
Age > 15
Birthday > October 15th
Gender > Male
Pronouns > He/Him
Sexuality > Pansexual

                                                          \\ A B I L I T I E S //

POWERS > Powerful swimming (major), bright light immunity (minor), serrated claws (given), glowscales (given), cold resistance (given)

SKILLS >

Survival > [3/8]
Tribe Abilities > [2/8]
Swimming > [8]
Tail Weapons > [3]
Intimidation > [8]
Skill slot > [x]
Skill slot > [x]

Education/Training > Gulle did not receive a proper education until about 9 years of age.

STATS >

LEVEL: 1
TIER: 1
Strength > [10/10]
Agility/Dexterity > [3/10]
Defense/Constitution > [6/10]
Intelligence/Book Smarts > [4/10]
Wisdom/Observation > [7/10]
Charisma > [10/10]
Stamina > [3/10]
Flying > [2/10]

                                                        \\ P E R S O N A L I T Y //

POSITIVE:

Convincing > Gulle has high charisma and a literal silver tongue. He enjoys using it to convince dragons into doing stuff

Confident > Gulle typically has faith in his actions and words. He isn’t fazed by much although recent in game events have caused him to doubt himself

Well-Mannered > Gulle is usually a polite and proper dragon due to his IceWing upbringing. He has a ‘proper’ way of speaking

NEUTRAL:

Vain > He thinks very highly of himself and thinks that all the tribes are weak and cowardly. SeaWings and MudWing get the most of it

Sarcastic > Gulle enjoys being sarcastic, mostly during any major crisis. He secretly loves angering other dragons, and “toys” with them

NEGATIVE:

Easily Angered > It doesn’t take much to tick him off. Just breathing the wrong way will get him going

Cold > Gulle is not an open and bubbly type. He tries to keep quiet, serious, and emotionless at all costs

Haughty > Gulle thinks that he is more superior than everyone else and won’t hesitate to rub it in your face

LIKES >>
> Cold weather
> Snow
> Swimming at night
> Cleanliness

DISLIKES >>
> SeaWings
> MudWings
> Heat
> Spicy food
> Talkative dragons
> Mud and dirt

SECRETS:

> Used to sneak into his mother’s library and steal her copy of The Tale of Foeslayer and Arctic

FEARS:

> Coming back home and finding out that he’s dropped to the 7th Circle
> Losing someone again
> His Mother

WISHES/DREAMS:

> To become a Shieldite

                                                              \\ H I S T O R Y //

                                            TW: ALCOHOLISM, ABUSE, AND MURDER

Pre-Hatching > Yellowfin was born to a wealthy family in the heart of the SeaWing kingdom. Dragons marveled at his gorgeous blue scales and his unique yellow markings that gave him his name. From his hatching his was spoiled rotten and pampered, never once had to experience the horrors of the real world. His belly was always full and his blue scales shone bright with health and proper care, cleaned by the many servants of the household.
A couple years went by before his younger “pathetic” brother, Puffer, was born with splotchy blue scales and a wide girth. Their parents looked down disappointingly at his imperfections and pretty much neglected the poor thing. It was clear that the two brothers had very different personalities. Yellowfin was rambunctious, prone to causing trouble in the neighborhood and had all the girls wrapped around his talon while Puffer tended to spend his days locked in the house’s library, reading.
As the years flew by, Yellowfin began to venture out into the world and what he saw out there intrigued him.
Hybrids.
Perfect combinations of two separate tribe’s genes made them the ultimate dragons, he could start an army of hybrid kids and go down in history. Ideas began to emerge, he started to become “obsessed” with the possibility of an unstoppable army, dissing his family duties and even canceling an engagement to a wealthy noble to purse this dream.
By the age of 35, he picked out a MudWing whom he believed would have the best bloodline and got down to business. Who wouldn’t want a possible fireproof dragonet that could breathe underwater? Over the course of many years he had many dragonets with many other tribes but he bran to get picky with his kids. Yellowfin’s mind was clouded with the belief to have the alpha child, the one who could do it all. Once the Mud/Sea eggs hatched he selected the strongest one and left his mate, taking the dragonet back to his own home in the Sea Kingdom.

Vale was born to a poor family near the sea in the Ice Kingdom. Their only income was from killing whales and selling their blubber and oil but it was barely enough to sustain the family. Her parents constantly discouraged her for her imperfect scales which would have been an elegant gray if they weren’t “ruined” by darker splotches.
She had a brother who left the family a couple years before and no one knew if he was alive or not so her parents gave her larger tasks to make up for the two of them. She took after her parents in their whaling business, mainly collecting ambergris from the guts of sperm whales. However she yearned for a life without her parents constant insults over her scales and one where she didn’t have to cut up whales. To solve her problem, she restored to covering up her markings with makeup or white paint. All of a sudden it was like magic and her parents pestered her less and the townspeople began to look at her like she was a different dragoness.
Vale’s confidence levels began to rise and when she cane of age, she left her parents to join the IceWing army and peruse her wish for a better life. She spent years and years training, getting stronger, overpowering dragons almost twice her size. She climbed the ranks and went from a simple whaler with blotchy scales to a soldier in Queen Ptarmigan’s army.
But all good things come to an end.
Vale messed up an important hunt with some of the royals and other high ranking IceWings and was frowned upon. All the dragons that once adored her turned away and her parents never let her down for this.
Vale was absolutely shattered, she moved back into her old town and had to start all over in her fighting career. She often walked the icy shoreline and wished for a way to regain her status amongst her tribemates.
And that wish was answered in a way no one would except.
Yellowfin.
On one of her daily moping walks the SeaWing practically materialized out from the icy waters and approached her. Though her spirit was shattered her fight wasn’t and she immediately threatened to report him to the Queen if he tried anything. But he explained that he was not here to cause trouble but to give her an offer for a better life.
A hybrid dragonet.
He told her what it would be like to have a child that would gain her respect back, one that could swim and freeze at the same time. Absolutely desperate she accepted his offer and the two began to meeting times on the shore. Vale could have a chance.
Once the egg was produced she began to plan how she’d take it back and hide it from her parents. She was in awe and wanted to give her hybrid child all the love she physically could, something she never truly had as a dragonet. Yellowfin however didn’t want his child to never be used to it’s full potential and both of them fought over the custody before they came to an compromise. He would have the egg until the dragonet turned 7 years of age and then it would be handed over to Vale.
With their agreement set, Yellowfin took his newest child back to the Sea Kingdom.

Baby Dragonet > From hatching, Gulle knew he and his strange siblings weren’t like other SeaWing dragonets. His scales were far too pale and freezing to the touch, even the water around him became cold, not to mention the deadly spines on the end of his tail. Two slightly older siblings of his roamed the house. Heathen who was half MudWing, beefy and definitely larger than a normal 5-year-old and Polyp who was part SkyWing with long legs and a skinny body who could conjure a weak flame. Like his father, he grew up in the richer parts of the Sea Kingdom away from the chaos of the rest of the world. They were sent to a school but only for a short time since Yellow didn’t want anyone to harm his beautiful baubles.
He was far to young to understand his father’s actions and why he and his two older siblings were given “special tests” and why he would adorn them in countless jewels only to parade them around the town.
Around 1 and a half years of age, Yellowfin came home with two green-blue eggs wrapped in a bundle. He explained to them that they were going to be their new siblings.
Gulle was curious with the strange little eggs, excitedly waiting for the day that he would welcome his new siblings that hopefully wouldn’t pin him down like the other two. He read them stories and told them about his daily adventures as well as the strange tests.
When the day came and the eggs hatched he was excited to great his new sisters Nessie and Fronddew, one part Rain and the other Leaf.
He was never very fond of his siblings for they (especially Heathen) would bully him but Nessie became an exception for she adored him and would follow him on her chubby legs around the house.
It was a nice life for a while before Yellowfin’s mother unexpectedly died one night, sending him into a spiraling depression. He had began to change right before his children’s eyes. The somewhat caring father was gone, in his place was an unstable drake. He began to drink and drink and drink, often spending hours unconscious from the intake of alcohol.
His mind was fogged and he began to see his dragonets as objects, most of the time he’d beat them for disobeying. Rarely Puffer would show up to the house and try to help out but he was chased away every time by Yellowfin who claimed he was “fully capable to care for them.”

Dragonet > After barely passing his third hatching day, all the money that the family once boasted with pride was gone, spent on drinks. The family could no longer stay in their large home and relocated to the Scorpion Den where they were crammed into a tiny apartment.
Gulle at the time was confused on why they couldn’t stay in their own home. The young drake hated the Sand Kingdom for it was hot for his IceWing scales and water was scarce. He pouted and refused to cooperate which earned him rather nasty beatings. The family didn’t have much income and instead of getting a job Yellowfin hired a group of thugs to teach the dragonets how to steal. The group was run by an older SandWing named Hyena, known for his barking laugh and brown freckles much like his namesake. He was a dragon that could sweet talk you into pretty much anything, his members occasionally called him “Silver Tongue”. Once living in harmony, Gulle was quiet literally thrusted into the art of thievery, cons, and murder. He taught them to cover up their tracks in order to successfully get away with a robbery and how to fight against dragons larger then themselves. Gulle learned more from the spotted SandWing then from his very short time in school. Yellowfin was pleased that his children were adapting so well, more or less. They would bring home stolen bits from upper class homes back and after a couple years, they were able to move into a larger home. During this time Gulle grew close to one of his fellow gang members, a dark-finned and sturdy SandWing of similar age named Bubo. The two were inseparable, doing all of their horrendous acts together and telling stories of a life before becoming a criminal. One day Hyena gave them an important mission: assassinate a rich MudWing from the more well guarded areas of the city. It took awhile and was quite messy but once Gulle wiped the blood off his talons it was done.
Then he turned 7.
But Yellowfin had no intent of giving him up.
He ignored all of the letters Vale sent asking for her son, letting them pile up and rot in a corner of the house. Gulle grew, reaching a slightly taller than average high and lean-muscled with no clue that his mother was searching for him. He grew up accustomed to the life of a thug and accepted it as his true purpose but that was all about to change.
Around the age of 9 he was approached by Nessie, her green face streaming with tears. She begged him for them to leave and run away, anywhere that wasn’t in the Den. He had spent so long without the feeling of water on his scales that he had forgot on what it was like to live back in the Sea Kingdom. He was hesitant, he had a life and friends after all but he underestimated his younger sister. She pleaded with him and once he looked her dead in the eyes he could see how miserable she was, how miserable they all were. Bloodshot eyes, visible ribs, crusty scales just crying for a drop of water, and various whip markings scattered across their backs. He agreed, this was no life and the two began to plan how they’d escape. But he couldn’t say goodbye to Bubo, his good friend and sought out for him. Once Gulle did find his friend perched atop of a roof he broke down and told him the whole thing: the two were planning to leave that night. Bubo was understanding though he didn’t want his friend to go.
It was time.
Yellowfin had practically drowned himself in beer, there was no way that the blue SeaWing would notice the two sneaking out. Once they secured the door behind them they broke off into a casual walk to not draw any attention to themselves. Gulle wore an old back cloak that once belonged to his grandfather, it would keep his shining scales out view in the dead of night since he was a walking beacon. Ness on the other hand used her RainWing blood to dim her scales down as dark as they could go, unable to fully change color. He could taste freedom on his lips, there were almost there...almost.
And then they were surrounded by several hooded dragons.
Panic flooded his bones, they couldn’t be stopped not when they were so close to leaving the den. The assumed leader of the hoods stepped forward and revealed herself to be an elegant gold-brown MudWing dragoness named Fog. Something about her face was eerily similar and then it stuck him. She had to be related in some way to the MudWing that he and Bubo has killed a while back, both had the same angled cheekbones and slim snouts. She snarled that she was getting revenge for her brother by taking someone dear to Gulle and like lightning the sib group lunged. They pinned him down while Fog grabbed Nessie and took off into the night. After a few minutes of struggling he eventually broke free from the MudWings grasps and sprinted after Fog. He began to panic when he counts spot them and believed that she did it and there was no way to save his sister when hope came from above.
Bubo!
The SandWing had been watching Gulle ever since he was told that they were going to leave and luckily caught a glimpse of Fog and Nessie running. Soon they caught up and her sibs had returned to their bigwings, ready to kill him and Bubo. But he was trained well be Hyena and with some assistance, he began to take down the beefy MudWings. He was able to slaughter two of them on his own, one by slitting their throat with his tail and the other by puncturing their windpipe with his deadly tail. Bubo was able to lash out and hit an unfortunate part with his tail and the two critically injured the last one, leaving only Fog knee-deep in the blood of her siblings. This was it, he could do it and the hybrid lunged for the MudWing’s throat.
But he was too late.
Fog slight Nessie’s throat before he could even latch his talons onto here. Out of pure anger and rage he tore at the MudWing until she was nothing but a bloody lump on the ground. Something inside Gulle cracked and he would never be the same. He started to lose his once funny and outgoing personality and became cold and unfeeling.
He didn’t even flinch whenever he returned home with the news and Yellowfin drunkenly slashed him across the face. He stopped going out even though Yellowfin would whip him for not doing his “job” and refused to speak for a few months, rarely flashing something in Aquatic. Once he did start speaking his voice changed as well, cold and harsh. He didn’t see Bubo often after the incident but then again he hardly left the house. Life seemed to lose meaning for Gulle but one night he was shaken awake by, oddly enough, his uncle Puffer. He was shocked to see him in the Sand Kingdom and he wouldn’t explain why he came or how he got here, the only thing that mattered was that all of them were leaving. For good. The siblings ransacked the house, grabbing anything that they could including gold, food, random papers sitting in the corner, books, and Yellowfin’s jewelry.
This time the escape was successful although the constant threat of Yellowfin sending his goonies after them was a constant fear. The group didn’t stop flying until they reached a small town near the base of the Claws of the Clouds Mountains. They lived in a small whacked for a few weeks, adapting to this new normal. During this time Gulle just to happened to be breezing through some of the random papers his siblings grabbed and noticed one with his name on it, addressed from an IceWing named Vale. Reading further he discovered that she was his mother and he was supposed to be living with her two years ago. He yearned for a life where he could start anew and what was better than the Ice Kingdom with his mother. Over the next few days he packed his bags and broke off from his siblings, heading towards a new place.

Young Adult > Thankfully he could handle the below freezing temperatures and crossed the Great Ice Cliff with ease though part of him feared that it would send an icicle into his heart for not being IceWing enough. Upon arriving in the Ice Kingdom, his mother was ecstatic that he was here. She told him about the deal and how Yellowfin broke it, though in her mind she though he would’ve been raised better not dirty and covered in scars but that could be easily fixed. He found life strange at first and had to take etiquette classes in order to fully adapt into IceWing society. Gulle completely abandoned his past life and focused on climbing up the ranks. He vowed to think, fight, and act like an IceWing as long as he lived.
And he did.
It took three grueling years of training from dawn to dusk alongside high ranking officers and by his 12th hatchingday, Gulle had risen in status, with Vale rising up behind him. She was soon allowed to live in the main palace again and got her respect back. She would occasionally take him out and parade him around those who wronged her, mainly her parents.
His training continued and he became known for his tactic of lurking beneath sea ice before lunging at his victim, his squadron dubbed him “Seal” and his skills caught some attention. Gulle improved in his work and was placed into a new squadron taught by one of the more famous generals, and his advancement didn’t go unnoticed. He just so happened to have caught the eye of an IceWing alliance member named Fjord who approached him and asked him to join the famed Pyrrhia-Pantala alliance. He at first declined the offer but then wondered what his misfit siblings would say. He thought about poor little Nessie, who would have begged him to go, and accepted the offer.

After years of training and hard work, Gulle was brought to the orb which turned blood-red between his talons.

Adult > N/A

Old Age > N/A

                                                         \\ R E L A T I O N S H I P S //

PARENTS >
>> Yellowfin > Father
>> Vale > Mother

SIBLINGS >
>> A lot

MATE (if applicable) > N/A

DRAGONETS (if applicable) > N/A

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POSITIVE

> Woolen

> Diss

NEUTRAL

> Fulcrum

> Helios

> Plaugebringer

> Strum

> Lightstealer

> Bri

> Kairi

NEGATIVE

> Pangolin

> Malachite

> Cassian

> Hudson

                                                               \\ INVENTORY //

Glass Earring > A small, poorly made piece of jewelry that appears to consist of several different colors of glass. Given to him by his sister. [TINY ITEM]
Polar bear Fur Cloak > A yellowish-white fur cloak that originally belonged to his maternal great-grandfather. It has a golden broach in the shape of a bird at the center. [MEDIUM ITEM]
Item 3 > Description
Item 4 > Description

                                      \\ DRAGON TEARS & LEVELLING RECORDS //

Quest: Trainee Graduation II www.deviantart.com/comments/1/…
Rewards Gained: Advancement to Allianceship +5 stat points and +1 rank in Tribe Abilities +4 Skill Points.

Quest: Migration Salvation www.deviantart.com/comments/1/…
Rewards Gained: +35dt, +55 Isle Mezzo Rep

Quest: Behemoth has Claws, Even Today (Alliance) www.deviantart.com/comments/1/…

Rewards Gained: +50dt, +100 Sea Kingdom rep

Total Dragon Tears Gained: 85
Inspiration: (none; link screenshot if you have one)
Levelling Rate: Minor Ban

Starting Stats: STR [8], DEX [3], CON [6], INT [4], WIS [5], CHA [9], STA [3], FLY [2]
Starting Skills: Survival [3], Tribe Abilities [1], Swimming [8], Tail Weapons [3], Intimidation [4]

                                                                \\ E X T R A //

BANS: Hybrid (Ice x Sea), First Circle (no longer used)
CHARACTER CREATION VARIANTS: XXX

Voice Cannon > TBA
Scent > Peppermint and sea spray

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