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*Picture is copyright Pathfinder and BenWootten , used as example. Character is mine.*

Alabaster is a mature, calm, and level-headed drake, a masterful engineer, and most often very serious. He often gets aggravated at stupidity and spends many an hour tinkering with some new trap idea or chandelier project. Though he usually acts far older than his age alone would suggest, he is in some ways mentally the young drake he physically is, and sometimes younger. Alabaster had a tumultuous hatching, coming from the egg covered in growths that caused pain and difficulty moving. This required a long drawn out process of poking, prodding, and a multitude of scans at the hospital to remedy (by the time he was 5 months old, he’d had 30 MRAI and CAT scans, dozens of needle sticks, and a few minor surgeries), unfortunately leaving the young drake with an enduring distrust of medical personal, a hatred of needles, and a terror of anything related to CAT or MRAI scans. Through therapy, he has gotten to the point where he will tolerate most doctor’s visits, but still will fight getting shots and goes into a full panic attack if anything about getting a scan is brought up. Though some doctors at PFMC have brought up the possibility of using an open-bed scanner, they have yet to get him to agree to cooperate and do not want to force him. Though he still has the scars from the surgical removal of the growths (and the larger scar from the one he ripped off in a panic during an MRAI scan as a hatchling), he is very reluctant to show them and will try to avoid the topic if at all possible. He is proud of his shiny white scales, and is perhaps somewhat vain, though he will not be rude. In any case, all vanity gets chucked out the window in cases of escaping medical attention (his parents often must pass a veritable Kevin McCallister worthy trap course to get to his bedchamber if he hasn’t already absconded with Tracy and the others. Sometimes he will set the traps while trying to escape the doctor’s, the security having since gotten a crash course in booby trap disarmament). Though his blunt honesty isn’t always appreciated, the drake is still cared about among his circle of friends, and he takes heart that all of them would do anything to help him. He is an expert trap rigger, capable of turning the most inconspicuous of items into lethal or non-lethal booby traps, and is the one called upon when his friends need some trap or gadget whipped up at a moment's notice, acting as many types of engineers to his friends, all the way from sapper to navel chief. Though he rarely fights up close and personal, he has a massive .950 caliber pistol that he fires one-handed should the need arise, something that would break a human's arm or wrist.

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Description

*Picture is copyright Pathfinder and BenWootten , used as example. Character is mine.*

Alabaster is a mature, calm, and level-headed drake, a masterful engineer, and most often very serious. He often gets aggravated at stupidity and spends many an hour tinkering with some new trap idea or chandelier project. Though he usually acts far older than his age alone would suggest, he is in some ways mentally the young drake he physically is, and sometimes younger. Alabaster had a tumultuous hatching, coming from the egg covered in growths that caused pain and difficulty moving. This required a long drawn out process of poking, prodding, and a multitude of scans at the hospital to remedy (by the time he was 5 months old, he’d had 30 MRAI and CAT scans, dozens of needle sticks, and a few minor surgeries), unfortunately leaving the young drake with an enduring distrust of medical personal, a hatred of needles, and a terror of anything related to CAT or MRAI scans. Through therapy, he has gotten to the point where he will tolerate most doctor’s visits, but still will fight getting shots and goes into a full panic attack if anything about getting a scan is brought up. Though some doctors at PFMC have brought up the possibility of using an open-bed scanner, they have yet to get him to agree to cooperate and do not want to force him. Though he still has the scars from the surgical removal of the growths (and the larger scar from the one he ripped off in a panic during an MRAI scan as a hatchling), he is very reluctant to show them and will try to avoid the topic if at all possible. He is proud of his shiny white scales, and is perhaps somewhat vain, though he will not be rude. In any case, all vanity gets chucked out the window in cases of escaping medical attention (his parents often must pass a veritable Kevin McCallister worthy trap course to get to his bedchamber if he hasn’t already absconded with Tracy and the others. Sometimes he will set the traps while trying to escape the doctor’s, the security having since gotten a crash course in booby trap disarmament). Though his blunt honesty isn’t always appreciated, the drake is still cared about among his circle of friends, and he takes heart that all of them would do anything to help him. He is an expert trap rigger, capable of turning the most inconspicuous of items into lethal or non-lethal booby traps, and is the one called upon when his friends need some trap or gadget whipped up at a moment's notice, acting as many types of engineers to his friends, all the way from sapper to navel chief. Though he rarely fights up close and personal, he has a massive .950 caliber pistol that he fires one-handed should the need arise, something that would break a human's arm or wrist.

*Please drop a comment down below--I like to hear what you think, and I enjoy feedback!*