Ghost

I m p a t i e n c e
witch . he / him . aro 
belongs to radar, please don't steal. design by cloud. 
"what's the point of even waiting anymore, shouldn't we go find him?"
"your patience will always be rewarded, child. you just have to remain patient. he'll come back."
"i've been waiting for three YEARS for him to come back from the war, why hasn't he come back? the war is over!"
"patience, child, patience."
"i'm done being patient, go away! i'm going to find him myself."
"then your ignorance will be rewarded with death..."
Ghost 	Ghost
 	
Background Information	Background Information
Art By 	revek
Creator 	radar
Attribute 	arrogance, naiveness, impatience
Element 	swamp mud, sand art, sunsets
Animal 	maned wolf, gecko, wood mouse
Color 	black-blue, dull pink, dreary blue
Song 	
Character Information 	Character Information
Aliases 	child, ghosty
Age 	18 (hy)
Gender 	male
Orientation 	aromantic
Occupation 	apprentice witch
Tribe 	sandwing
Goal 	find his brother, find out the truth
Relatives 	flitwick (adoptive mother), porter (older brother)
Residence 	a stout house in the marshes, traveling
Allies 	porter, flitwick?
Enemies 	flitwick (sometimes)
Likes 	magic, finding out the truth, family
Dislikes 	lies, the cold, flitwick (sometimes)
Powers 	normal sandwing abilities
Weapons 	tail barb, fire, rude remarks
Quote 	
listen, if you don't want to tell me the truth, why bother even talking to me?
Appearance
Ghost remains like no other SandWing in regards to color, instead of the pale golds or sandy whites, he's blue. Dreary blues are painted gently across most of his scales, acting at his main scales.
Navy blues follow in suit, remaining the small scales upon his back, going down his back with its partner.
This color also appears on top of Ghost's head, going down the front of his snout, over his eyes and everything. While on the topic of his head, two short horns, a black-blue in color protrude from the back of it.
On what would be considered the underbelly, the same color is painted thickly and in fine streak across his chest. The only thing separating it from the main scales is a row of dull pink scales.
Like a wilted pink rose, this color isn't very bright, but it stands out against the multiple shades of blue. A messy sail that goes scampering down his back remains the same color as this row.
As for his build, Ghost is rather stocky and mediocre in regards to height, not being tall or short, but rather in the middle of it all. His tail remains longish and his wings, short for the most part, but still balanced.
To mention, his wings remain bat-like with membranes the same coloration as his messily splayed out sail. Here in there, small rips decorate the edges of his wings, from a struggle so it seems.
Ghost's legs remain identical in pattern and color of the scales going on across the rest of his body.
The navy dapples the front scales of his legs, followed by the main coloration of dreary blue and finally the dull pink. A tail barb on the very end of his tail remains the dark black-blue as his underbelly and horns (and talons to an extent).
But the most striking feature of Ghost is that of his pink eyes, brighter coloration than any of the pinks on his sail and scales. And the impatient glint in his eyes tells you something about him.
Something about his personality and about his past.
Personality
While not completely arrogant, Ghost does seem to hold some of those qualities, although he does seem more on the impatient side of things, clashing with his (adoptive) mother, Flitwick.
He always seems to go way over his very own head, do things off of a whim or just plain dive headfirst into things. Oftentimes, this leads to situations, situations where he often is scorned and told to be patient.
Let it be said that the SandWing isn't known for his patience, he can only wait for so long before he explodes.
Ghost is intrigued by magic, having a nagging curiosity to learn more about it, ever since it was shown to him at an early age of 5 (hy) by his mother. Magic, she said, was the biggest mystery of all, and just that made him even more intrigued.
Being fierce and a spitball of fire, the SandWing has tendencies to not watch his tongue and say rude remarks. Often without meaning to, but sometimes it can really be hard not to say anything rude.
Anger seems to be his biggest issue, knowing when to speak (and to say it politely) and when to keep his mouth shut.
This is mainly due to his need to voice his own opinion no matter how wrong or rude it may seem. Although one thing just about everyone could agree on hating is being lied to.
It's something that happened to him since his younger years, the truth about his parents, which he doesn't like talking about for obvious reasons. And the fact that Flitwick lied to him about them just to keep him safe and happy.
He appears to be headstrong and naive, being told that he has much yet to learn but claiming he doesn't. Ghost doesn't really understand that learning takes time. Time he doesn't feel is necessary to spend learning.
From his hurried and incredibly impatient behavior, he always rushes into things without thinking ahead of time. It seems as though he just wants to get it over with as quickly as physically possible.
The concept of patience and how some things take time is completely foreign to the SandWing. That's made obvious.
Even despite Ghost's naiveness, impatience, arrogance and his rude tendencies, he really does have a place in his heart to love. Flitwick and his older brother mostly, he's never met his parents before.
Sometimes, he'd do some acts of kindness, giving them things he's made throughout his days. And overall trying his best to encourage them. Although this can sometimes be hard with Flitwick and very rarely, his brother.
History
Ever since hatching, Ghost had never met his parents and while his older brother told him stories about them now and then, he never really knew what to fully think about them.
It was as though the parents told about in the story weren't even his.
Life came into view in a sudden, and when he opened his eyes, two overjoyed parents didn't greet him. Instead, a smiling face dramatically shadowed by the fire behind her showed up. A musty smell filled his snout.
There was then silence, no one speaking, the only sound being the hissing crackle of fire in its lair. This figure standing above him, smiling down upon him. Her name was Flitwick, who wasn't his biological mother at all.
She simply took care of Ghost instead of his own parents. After all, they were the ones that gave up the SandWing dragonet's egg.
And this was simply the beginning of a new life, the life of a unique SandWing named Ghost, simply Ghost.
Five years went by so quickly and with that, he saw Flitwick's house from a different view. Not as a musty old shack in the swamps, but a stout, magical hut whose resident is unpredictable.
Sooner or later, he was taught simple potion-making, harvested up as the dragoness's apprentice in witchcraft.
It felt incredible to befriend magic like this. Holding magic in your talons was amazing and making potions was just as fun to do... except for the waiting parts. Ghost was always impatient, but then it was due to excitement.
Then... things changed. The SandWing dragonet grew up and the older the more impatient he grew. He was aware of the war raging outside, but didn't know the cause of it.
And at first, he stamped his feet waiting for the war to end so he could go outside to live his life to the fullest.
That was... at first. Before the great change came on a silver platter. His older brother, hearing the rumors about the unhatched sibling his parents gave away, came to the front door.
Ghost was 15 (hy) at the time when his brother came, shocked and happy at the same time in hearing that the rumors were true. For the agitated-looking answerer looked almost exactly like him.
"Uh... hello? Who are you and what do you want..." Ghost said in an almost reluctant voice, mostly awed by this newcomer.
"I came to see you... rumors had said that you were... we were siblings. In hearing that... I wanted to see my sibling."
The smaller SandWing said nothing. What could he say? This taller version of himself just came walking up to him and calling him his brother (er... sibling). There was a silence surrounding the two of them.
Flitwick's voice was what broke the awkward silence. Asking for him to come in. She said it in her usual annoyingly happy tone that made Ghost want to cover his ears out of annoyance.
The three conversed almost happily, it turned out this newcomer who claimed to be his older brother was named Porter, saying he tore away from fighting in the war because of this rumor that spread like a wildfire.
He wanted to see this sibling for himself.
While it was all jolly and nice, there was one thing that bothered Ghost was the very fact that he was never told about this brother of his. At least, Flitwick never said anything about him having one.
Yet here he was, standing in the flesh, right before him, real as ever. And Flitwick was just casually talking to him as though she knew about him, knew that he was his brother but never told him.
It made him want to ask her, "wait... did you know about him... you knew and never told me?"
The SandWing didn't, however, he was too annoyed by the fact that she kept him from the truth for so long, 15 years to be exact.
After a few hours worth of conversing with one another, Porter left with a kind nod and thanks, promising he'd come back often to see how his little brother is doing.
Porter kept up that promise, he'd come back frequently, about every once a week or so to tell stories about his time in the war and, to Ghost respectively, about their parents.
It was incredible. They were incredible, according to his brother.
Trust formed before the two of them, after those months of bonding with one another. There was just about complete trust between them. Whilst the relationship with Flitwick started breaking apart piece by piece.
As the truth started revealing itself through Porter's words, Ghost's trust with his adoptive mother started getting pulled thin. After all those years of her telling the stories from her perspective... they seemed fake now.
Then it happened.
Porter didn't come back, even after the war ended three years ago. And his younger brother grew impatient like he always did. He wanted to see his brother again, he wanted to listen to his stories rather than Flitwick's.
But he never came... and the decision was made for him, Ghost wanted to go looking for him, his first time out of the house since forever.
Flitwick discouraged this, speaking up about the dangers still living in the world. Of course, he wouldn't listen, too naive and ignorant. In fact, it went simply like this.
Ghost was staring out the window, like he did for the last three years since his older brother, Porter, didn't come home. c'mon... where are you? He thought, an impatient look starting to spread upon his face.
"What's the point in waiting anymore, shouldn't we go find him?" Ghost said, knowing Flitwick stood over his shoulder.
"Your patience will be rewarded, child. You just have to remain patient. He'll come back." She responded in her old, croaky voice that sounded not much different from that of a frog.
"I've been waiting for three YEARS for him to come back from the war, why hasn't he come back? The war is over!"
"Patience, child, patience."
Slamming his talons down on the window sill, Ghost turned his head towards his guardian, impatience and anger blatantly shown on his face. His sail was bunching up and, in a frustrated voice with teeth bared, he said:
"I'm done being patient, go away! I'm going to find him myself. You've told me, over and over and over and OVER to be patient, but don't you see? WAITING. ISN'T. GOING. TO. DO. A N Y T H I N G."
With a flurry of rage, he burst out the door, slamming it behind, she half expected the door to fling off its hinges. Flitwick didn't do anything to try and stop him this time. What could she do?
Muttering to herself, she whispered as though he'd hear:
"Then your ignorance will be rewarded with death..."
Abilities
Compared to the average SandWing, Ghost doesn't have that many abilities that differ from the rest of his tribe. After all, he can breathe fire, can stand without water for extensive periods of time, that kind of thing.
And of course, the unforgettable poisonous tail barb like a scorpion perched on the tip of his tail. Always relaxed.
His hearing remains sharp, along with his sight, although this is nothing out of the ordinary of his tribe, so it isn't anything too great to brag about.
Ghost has quite a bit of knowledge of magic, mostly in the category of potion-making but he knows some things about spells, all taught from his adoptive mother, Flitwick, who is a witch herself.
It was an ability he carried since he was a young dragonet, so one can assume he has some skills in this category.
While there isn't much else to mention, it is said that he does have quite the memory, never forgetting any type of spell or potion ingredient.
Yet he also remembers the names of everyone he'd met and the feelings he had for them and of course everything he said about or to them. Well, not everything he said to them, but the most memorable things.
Ghost was never really trained in physical combat, nor did he really have much need for it due to never fighting physically.
What seems to be his main weak points are in his mind, the very fact that he has a short fuse and is impatient.
This is what conflicts with just about everything, waiting is torture to him, he can't stand it. He doesn't want to stand there waiting for it to stop, he wants to do something about it, he wants to stop it himself.
Most troubles are caused by this naive and impatient behavior of his, plus it can be... hard to deal with. Especially if you're someone like Flitwick, who based her entire life off of waiting.
Overall, Ghost is just like everyone else, a dragon who has quite a few strengths but just as many weaknesses.
Relationships
please roleplay beforehand.
Flitwick: This little dragoness was the first dragon he'd ever met upon hatching, she's the closest thing he has to family other than his brother. She is the one to introduce him to magic and to teach him about it when he was younger.
Although, ever since his impatient, rude behavior has started to kick in, the SandWing hasn't been as nice to her as he was before. In fact, most of their personality traits clash with one another.
While Flitwick always tells him to be patient, he always naively says "no. I'm done being patient."
Ghost wants to do something about his missing brother whilst she always tells him to wait for him to come back. Of course, this is where he wins. For he wants to do something about it while his mother doesn't.
Even if they clash and argue a lot, he does indeed love her, but just wishes she'd remain completely truthful to him. After all, she did lie to him about a lot of things, including about the very existence of his biological parents.
I mean, Flitwick was the one who taught him everything she knew about magic and potion-making. Not only that, but she was really the only family Ghost had from the very start.
There are a few conflicted feelings that the dragon has over his adoptive mother. And although it just has some ups and downs, the relationship between the two is surprisingly positive.
Positive
Porter: While Ghost has only met his older brother recently after he went out to fight in the War of SandWing Succession, he still has a firm, positive relationship with him.
Ever since he first came knocking on the witch's door, he has only told his younger brother the truth. About their parents and about their family as a whole.
This has led to Ghost looking up to his brother, admiring him, loving him fully as he is.
It seems, there is nothing more positive than the relationship between these two. In fact, one could safely say it is more positive than his relationship with Flitwick, despite being with her longer.
Perhaps it's just because he told the truth instead of believing that Ghost was "too young to learn the truth" like his adoptive mother always was.
Or maybe it's because Porter is much like himself in some ways, not telling him to "just be patient, he'll come back soon," but actually doing something about it. Something he wouldn't say about some dragons (coughcoughFlitwickcoughcough).
Despite this strong bond, his older brother disappeared, even after the war ended. And while Flitwick has tried to tell him to be patient and that he'll come back, Ghost isn't keen on listening to her.
Now he's out on his own, trying to find his long lost brother who he trusts and looks up to so much.
Very Positive
Parents: He never met them personally, in fact, he knows just about nothing about them. In fact, at first he thought Flitwick was his mother, his REAL mother. This lie went on for years until Porter showed up on their doorstep.
While he still doesn't really know who they were, after learning the truth, he doesn't quite know what to think.
Were they good? Were they bad? Why did they place his egg in the possession of a witch? Did they know Flitwick?
Just dwelling on these thoughts makes him feel... awkward. Therefore, Ghost has no idea what to think of his parents, as he never met them, only heard stories of them through Porter.
Neutral
Trivia
*scrapped whim concepts: older brother was going to be deceased. ghost was going to be a ghost-hunter or someone who can see ghosts. theme song was originally home by phillip phillips.
*colors of ghost's design are from a color palette, same goes for the coding.
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Gallery
please follow reference, base by joy ang.
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