Isis the Sandwing

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Appearance:

## Relatives

### grandfather(s)

Unknown

 Very Pale whitish- yellow, with a dark gold sail and sharp talons. Deep purple eyes instead of obsidian black. Long straight horns instead of short curved ones. White diamond patterns. (Despite this she is a full sandwing)

Personality:

She is a ruthless, strong assassin. She hates getting wet and she is somewhat arrogant. She is cold and observant. When she sees someone in distress she simply observes and takes notes in her brain, only helping if the dragon goes to far.

Abilties:

She is physically strong, but often doesen’t rely on brawn in fights. When her opponents fight back, she scans them for weaknesses. She *always* gets her target. She is a very swift flier and can dive really well. Her hunting skills are not so great but she can sill catch something every now and then.

History: Aka Backstory

When she was a dragonet she was an orphan. No parents. A mysterious dragon in a hood found her egg.  She was taken to a nursery for dragonets and from the start she was a observer. She observed the other dragonets and snorted at their little games. The dragonets often called her “odd” and never invited her to play, not that she ever wanted to anyways. One day, a family came and adopted her, she had a closer relationship with her adoptive father, but caught herself when she got too close.. One day, she overheard them talking about her and how she was too weird, her “mother”, Ruiellia had a solid social life.She didn’t wanna ruin it with this abnormal dragonet.  Her adoptive father, Drought argued but as you know, the wife always wins. They were planning on just dropping her somewhere. She *refused* to go back and just- ran away. Normally, most dragonets Isis’s age would've left and been back within the week. Not Isis though. *She* was different. She lived out in the wild and learned to use nature to her advantage. She never approached other dragons as everyone called her weird and creepy. (as she kinda was) One day, while she was sleeping a figure approached her… The soul crusher. Isis immediatly woke up and threw sharp thorns that she kept in a pouch at him like knives. Although he wasn’t hurt he was impressed with her . So, he made her an assassin. Her aim was amazing and flawless it was then clear she would never miss. Since then she went on many different missions all of which she succeeded Although her life with him was not perfect. He was hard on her and once when she was new to the job, she refused to kill someone, he cut off her tail barb, a sandwing’s primary weapon. Now she geniunely hates him, but she stays because she has no where else to go. No one would ever love her, “The weird dragonet” Her life really is sad. She is a anti hero. Rising up against the soul crusher for Abyss, as she loves him very much.

Quotes:

“I will always be the “weird dragonet” I have nowhere to go, so I stay with him, the only one who excepts me for who I am.” — To Abyss, about the Soul Crusher.

“I will *never* go back to my foster family, maybe they never even liked me just adopted me to leave me, alone. Like everyone else” – To Abyss about her family

“NO, I don’t want to kill anyone. I-I thought this would be fun, but its not.” –To the Soul Crusher when she first became an assassin.