Seyr'Ifel the IceWing

Personal Info
Name: Seyr'Irfel
Nickname: Seyr (s-air)
Age: 300 yrs old (early 30s in human terms)
Gender: Female
Personality:
Seyr is a lonesome dragon. She was basically abandoned by her family and friends, and so her heart has become jaded and closed-off. She acts cold and aloof, as though she believes she is above all other dragons. Inside though, she just wants to be loved for who she is, but she is too scared to try and make friends or a new family because her greatest fear is gaining a family only for them to betray her as her old family did. She gets angry easily, but she doesn’t lose her cool (XD). When she gets angry, she gets really quiet and refuses to speak for a while. Later, she will go off alone and blow off steam so that she does not lose it on other dragons.
Interests: Seyr likes being alone with her books above all. She loves reading about history, and anything at all really. She also has a fascination with the gemstone aquamarine and will collect any she finds. She also loves to sing, though she does it when no one is around because she is self-conscious about her voice.
Dislikes: She hates fools, dragons who act stupid or ignorant. She also dislikes any sort of spicy foods or smells. She dislikes dragons who are always happy for no reason; it irritates her and make her suspicious of them because she believes no one could be happy all the time.
Fears: She’s afraid of trusting other dragons. She’s afraid of gaining friends, only for them to stab her in the back and break her heart. She has a healthy respect for fire as it can hurt her as well, though it isn’t necessarily a fear.

General Appearance
Height: 40 feet tall
Scales: She is completely white with a row of spikes across her spine. These spikes refract light so that they appear in all colors.
Eyes: Forest green
Appearance: Around her neck, she wears a necklace of diamond and aquamarine, which looks like this:

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She also always carries around a globe of aquamarine stone for good luck, which looks like this:

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Tribe Information and Status
Tribe: IceWing
Rank: Unknown yet
Family: She has no family, having split away from her parents so long ago she cannot even remember their names or how they looked.
Mate: N/A
Hatchlings: N/A

Skills and Abilities
Strengths: Seyr is good at reading and writing, and loves to learn. She understands complicated maths and science easily, and she is better at magic than combat. Like any ice dragon, she holds some measure of control over ice, though she is much better at her special ability.
Special Abilities: Seyr has the special ability of ‘dream-walking’. Though she does not have to be asleep to do it, it is much harder for her when she is awake and she gets headaches when she uses it awake. ‘Dream-walking’ is where she can travel to someone else’s mind and look at their memories, though she cannot communicate with them, nor can she see their present thoughts.
Weaknesses: Seyr is weak to fire, as an ice dragon. She also has mysterious attacks where she loses all sensation in her limbs and collapses, causing her to pass out in bad attacks. Though she has been to many healers, none have been able to figure out what is wrong with her.
Combat Style: Seyr will try to avoid a fight at all costs, afraid of her mysterious illness striking in the middle of combat, leaving her defenseless. When she has no other choice, she goes for the quick-strike-and-avoid style, where she tries to avoid all attacks and then ends the battle quickly once the other dragon has worn themselves out.

Background
History: WIP
RP Sample:
Seyr looked down at the long scroll she held beneath her claws, prumming thoughtfully. She let out a breath of air through her nostrils, which turned into a light vapor as it hit the cold air around her. She leaned down closer to the scroll, attempting to read the lightly-scratched words on the old, faded scroll.

Seyr frowned. The rest of the scroll was a complete mess, blurred and impossible to read. The scroll had been a riveting tale of a dark Shadow Dragon who had gone evil and enslaved many dragons. The last part was obviously a warning of some sort, but the scroll was so damaged from age and mis-care that the last part was unreadable. It was also impossible to tell if the scroll was nonfiction, a historical account, or if it was merely fiction, an old legend meant to scare.
She rolled it up carefully and placed it on her work desk for later perusing. Perhaps she could work some magic and restore some of the old scroll later.

ACCEPTED ^^ I welcome you humbly to Pyyria