Age: Just reached adult hood status.
Sex: Male. "I assure you I do have the parts." Clarify since he's often mistaken as a female due to the hair.
Height: Humanoid form:6'1''
Dragon Body: 116 1/2 ft.
Tail Length: 101 ft
Dragon Race: Green Dragon.
Hair: Long, gorgeously vibrant dark green. Not emerald but a very dark green mixed with pine and apple greens. Naturally long bangs that he allows sweep before his face, shrouding those areas by his eyes.
Eyes: A misty gray-blue, more gray than the blue, but the hints are there if one looks hard enough.
Build: Androgynous, meaning he has both feminine and male characteristics. By his soft, delicate face, he is often thought of as a woman until they get a sight of that lean, willowy, and lithe masculine body beneath. Just enough muscles to pronounce him male.
Body Characteristics: Velvet warm mocha skin with his ears matching his skin tone. Really makes his ears stand out from his hair. Fin-like ears that are finely veined and appearing delicate, adding to the feminine touches of his person. Diamond size scales start at the corner of his eye to sweep loosely towards his ears, his hair hides these scales. None other marres his face until you reach his chest and the rest of his body. {Well beneath his collar bone that is}. An array of scales ranging in colors of pine, lime, dark green, green
blue, apple, yellow-green scales create a series of tropical lines about his beige body. They swirl and twist about his body, creating a colorful leafy, tropical look.
Personality: Do not be fooled by his sweet, innocent face. Hiding behind that facade is a rude, cruel-calculating mind. Has a penchant of intimidating others, especially those who live in the woodlands.
However he does love a good intrigue from time to time..
Powers the Character has/and, or Special Attacks: A cloud of poisonous chlorine gas.
Weapons: Other than a shrewd mind and a sweet innocent face? Well his body could be labeled as a weapon against those unwary. His claws and tail are a major factor because he knows how to use that tail, in more ways than one {especially in mating}
Status/Job [in their clan if dragon]: Really, he has no status among his clan. Sure, he's the King's nephew, but one the King does not wish to acknowledge since this one's father tried to wrestle the throne for himself. Cluain doesn't care one whit. Most often his Kingly uncle will send him out to debate for their clan. Since he's labeled the renegade, Grenkle doesn't care if Cluain ends up killed or eaten by another dragon during treaties. He's not alone though, completely he has his faithful pet. A wood spite female that he managed to conquer and tame to his liking.
Marital Status: "Who in their like minds would want an outcast?" His shiver. With a face like his? Who would doubt as he put himself as the wronged.
Appearance: Cluain has a tendencies to wear loose and flowing robes to keep his body slendar and his sex hidden. This would make people step up in their assumptions of his sex. This is when he's out of his
territory due to the tropical heat. When he is home, he is nearly completely bare except for pine green chaps that don't cover his groin area at all. That is the job of the aqua loin cloth that draps down to cover him modestly. {Something similar to the Native Americans. And everyone must of seen biker chaps. Like Pauly Shore in Son in law? Where his butt cheeks showed, well it would should his 'weapon' except for his loin cloth that draps down to his knees.} He loves to show off his scaled-jungled-tattooed-like body. When he travels about, he covers himself completely with robes of various shades. He doesn't stick to just green. Wearing other shades brings out his eyes and hair color. The same goes for his chaps and loin
cloth. On his finger, he wears a ring in the shape of a fern leaf, to show his birth ties to the one Green Dragon Clan. His voice, trinkles like water over stone. Soft, silky and just incredibly sexy. Hey this
guy loves intrigue right?
Other Information: Cluain's father tried to wrestle the crown from his brother Grenkle, but died for his efforts. Cluain's mother dismayed over what happened and the treachery of her mate, she promptly took her own life so Grenkle would not kill her. Cluain was old enough to fend for himself. Soon after that due to his loneliness of being bereft and having his uncle's ominousity, Cluain had trapped and tamed a wood sprite {Which Keeshe is in the process of making. She asked since she thinks one person would snatch this boyo up really quick.}. This wood sprite he treats well enough though she does come in handy when he needs sexual release. Hey he's a male right? And when you are on the road with nothing save your pet?
Aren't you going to use her right? About his pet's neck is a thin, but sturdy fern-leaf-linked collar with a varitety of green stones one each leaf. He always has her strapped to her leash.