Retired: Zantari has attained the purpose an enlightenment that is the journey of all monk of the Tranquil Palm. His body is gone and his soul departed for far away lands leaving behind his friends and his only surviving known relative Clairose. Though who knew him are welcome to seek Clair out and share in her life but Zan has passed beyond into eternity and is not likely to be seen again.
Forward : Forward, always a funny way of saying 'what lies ahead.'
Below are far far more detailed breakdowns of who Zantari Graves is,
where he comes from, what he does and where he is going. Please note
that the details of his species, while written here, will not be
knowledge ANY character has, as for why that is, read his history.
While it might be a lot to take in, you are free to just ready the
parts you wish, though if you fail to read what's here, don't cry foul
when something in black and white here is used against you or for
someone else.
Appearance : What makes one who they are? Many things but first one
must always think about the appearance of a person as it is the first
part of them you get to know.
Zantari is in his most natural state of anthro dragon. [See Physical
Traits for more on that] His body scales are a dark jet black with a
slight shine with a dark deep red chest and neck, the red going from
throat down to the base of his tail. Horns are jet black in color and
keep his hair pinned in the sides so it runs smoothly down his back.
Lock of pale blue flow down to his waist and his thin but resilient
hair tends to almost float behind him like a frost upon the wind.
Though ivory teeth tend to be the first think people might think of
about a dragon's smile he has highly expressive purple eyes with
flakes and red and gold streaked into them, the purples slitted much
like a traditional dragon's eye even if the rest if him is far more
humanoid. Finally the red claws on the tips of his fingers give him a
far more ominous appearance then he intends to have.
Clothing : He can't just run around naked now can he?
He dresses most often in robes befitting a oriental style monk with
loose fitting light silks and wraps at his wrists and ankles. His
robes tend to follow many of the traditions of the Tranquil Palm,
though he sometimes wears patterned robes in place of the solid colors
of his order, though in most recent times, white has been a popular
color as for his order, it is a symbol of journey and discovery, for
the strains they might appear on the robes, speak loudly of where they
have been and where they are going.
Training : This is were we find out what he knows and how he puts it
to use. This section is not as well filled out as I might like, but
his focuses have been narrow at times and much of what he once knew
has been forgotten.
Tranquil Palm : Most of Zantari's defensive moves come from this style
along with many of his counter moves. The Tranquil Palm's style is
highly defensive and works on turning force away from the body by
small margins and getting in close before pulling back away, varying
the range to make forming a solid plan of attack difficult.
Shadow Dance : This style was imprinted into Zantari's head at birth
by Clairose Graves and is the source of much of his one on one
offensive attacks. This style is based on erratic movements and
impossible to predict points of attack. This combined with the
Tranquil Palm forms the bulk of his fighting style.
Flaming Blade : This style was taught by the Paladins who raised him
and forms a lot of his group fighting offensive attacks as it is based
highly on large sweeping attacks. It is a weapon based style though
and has no feasible unarmed counterpoint. It's meant to be preformed
with a Holy Avenger, a flaming sword for fighting the undead.
Studies : He's been taught a lot of bits and pieces of magic lore,
physics and philosophy.
Family and Friends : These are the ones he holds near and dear to his
heart and why they matter to him. Some come from Farcadia, Others,
Second Life. Recent ones are from Eka mostly.
To start one would have to look to his wife, a long history rides
between them and while not together, they continue to see each other
from time to time. Thumpie Bunny Eve may not wear his rings, but he's
yet to ever lose her's. [See History]
Next is a complicated one, Clairose Graves. Clairose is hardly dear to
his heart, in fact Zan has had great animosity at times for Clairose
though with her latest vast change in attitude and personality, Zan
has taken to simply ignoring 'Clair' and leaving her to her own
devices. Clair is Zantari's only living blood relative. [See History]
Maddie Scientist met Zantari long ago in the park and capture of a
fine draconic specimen turned into a bar-b-que though this hasn't
dissuaded her from returning to be food again and again as well and
provide for more carnal entertainments.
Ming is one of Zan's loyal pets and serves him lovingly since they met
in Second Life. She's shown a love of bondage and a great desire to
fill carnal needs though they spend little time together outside of
sex.
Third Space is a friend from back on Furcadia. He meet her through Sky
Fire but has not seen either of them in years. She was a good friend
who was always happy to comfort him and help him with any of his
problems both physical and emotional.
Treasures : Stuff he owns, what did you expect to find in this section?
First let us look upon things he carries with him at nearly all times.
The first item to consider the one you are most likely to deal with,
the Reality Anchor. The Anchor is a small metal ring with runes
engraves on it though the runes are just for show, the device works on
a far deeper level, the mechanics of which are not understood though
what is understood is it's tendency to draw energy into itself,
draining mana and other forms of energy that alter reality drains
mages of their power along with crippling demons, weakening angels,
stunting vampires, demigods, gods, elemental avatars and in some
cases, outright killing summoned creatures, ghosts, and other energy
based beings. The next is his wedding ring. [See family] This rings in
a simple metal band with blinking red LEDs and the power to grand a
single wish each day though these wishes are extremely rarely ever
used. Third is the most versatile, a ball of nanites red in color that
look like a simple rubber ball. They can make black nanites that can
each hold three commands inside them though these commands must be
simple ones. They can form simple constructs and form clothing,
weapons and sometimes armor and temporary patches in flesh, the
nanites filling in gaps in damages muscles and organ till proper
medical help can be applied. They last for only twenty seven hours
before they power down and fall apart.
Second, let us look at less commonly seen items.
Mostly this is a pile of weapons, armor and various tech he has
collected over the years through battle, purchase or in rare cases
thievery. The first to note is an item that is part of his history and
thus a less trusted item but one who it's research can not be trusted
to others. The Funeral Rose is a weapon that takes the shape of a just
black rose with a long thorned stem that alters it's shape into any
weapon desired by it's user. [See History] Next is a sword made from
various bones, great sword in style. What provided the bones is
unknown but the sword feeds on spiritual and psychic energy. Among the
tech items are a set of basic power armor made by the Chozo, an item
taken from Lord Necronos. [See History] Next are the zero point energy
manipulator and Aperture Science portal gun purchased from a tech
collector. There are also a wide assortment of magical weapons of
varying and unknown properties that he needs to find willing mages to
research the use of.
Last we see his horde and hidden horde that is never seen by eyes not his own.
It seems pointless to talk about items he'll never display, but
needless to say they are unique, dangerous, and beyond his control and
thus locked away till such time as a proper scientist or mage can be
found for the item's research to be entrusted to.
Physical Traits : He we get into the fine details of his species and
his own bodily make up.
Now things get complicated. First to know is his body has had many
changes since he was living on Acaron. Second is to know his body and
mind are separated. His mind resides in his soul, a collection of
energies and forces that form what many people call a 'soul.' His mind
rest within this vortex of energy and uses his brain as a gateway
through which to manipulate his body. Sensory data is also feed back
though this link so that his still has all his senses. He can however
survive without his body for VERY short periods of time as his body
provides a link to the material plane, keeping him grounded and the
energies from being pulled apart. His soul is able to detach from his
body on it's own, allowing for travel onto the Asteral Plane and
sometimes other outer realms though again, time is limited though not
nearly as limited as when the body dies.
His brain contains no thoughts or ideas and while some might argue
this is a common thing, in his case it is far more literal and his
brain can only act as a link for his soul, making mind control and
telepathic probing run askew. Mind control simply falls flat with only
a tickle as where most telepaths used their stronger mental energies
to attack and small ball of opposing mental energies, Zantari's soul
is gigantic by comparison, making it akin to attacking a fortress with
one's bare hands. Telepathic probing has the same problem only with
the effect being instead of walking into the room of a person's mind,
they are walking into and can easily get lost in the vast city of his
energies.
His soul does have some fatal flaws though they will not be mentioned
so openly. Needless to say though, his soul and brain aren't his
bodies only mutations. His species comes from draconic decent and
where his parents and ancestors were cold blooded, loving heat and
fearing the cold, his time jumping planes and the destabilization of
his existence after the burning of the book [see history] has left
many of his internal biological structure open for interpretation by
whatever reality he resides in at the time.
In addition to the change in his blood, his color slowly changed from
red to black, the exact reason for this is unknown but the results are
hard to miss. What once was a rising sun orange has darkened into a
deep crimson red and his ruby red scales that once shone like gems
have gone dark into a sleek onyx black. His hair has gone from an
electric blue almost white to a deeper shade. Claws where once black
as night, they have taken on a dark red color as have his talons.
Horns have also changed in color. His horns have also taken on this
red color as has his bones should an opportunity to examine them ever
come up. His blood's black color has gone to red. Though one thing has
not changed, his amethyst purple eyes have changed in other ways, but
not their color.
He's grown greatly in size, nearly two feet taller then he was when he
first meet Eve though his weight has not changed much overall. His
build had greatly slimmed down but with a slimmer build came height,
offsetting to make the weight stay the same. His strength has not
changed much, his lack the bulk lifting power he once had but is far
faster and has only grown in endurance. His scales remain hard though
their once brittle nature has gone away and they have gained some
flexibility and while they are less adept at stopping blunt trauma,
they are far harder to destroy, greatly increasing resilience against
being cut or punctured. His bodies ability to continued while damaged
has also increased, allowing for his body to suffer multiple organ
failures without dieing, though brain death and loss of heartbeat or
breathing is still a fast track to death, however severance of the
spinal cord is no longer a death sentence though would still cause
many other serious problems.
His hands and feet once hand four digits each though now they have
five though unlike human hands the fingers are far closer in length to
each other and all roughly the same thickness with only the thumb
standing out in difference of size and shape. His claws are attached
directly to the bones on the ends of his fingers and he is double
jointed. His feet have changed greatly, he once had a toe in back,
much like a bird though this has gone away and while he once could
only walk on the balls of his feel which were extra wide and flat his
foot has formed some arch to it now and he can putt his feet flat or
easily walk on the balls of his feet and does so commonly unless
wearing footwear, which is only worn with certain types of armor or
other protective suits.
His internals have changed greatly though the starting point is
greatly unknown, however, it's now known his neural system his highly
capable of conducting electricity safely allowing for hims body to
store and discharge electric current though his claws. Though there
are of course limits to how much current he can move through him. His
core temp is sporadic throughout his body, each organ having it's only
preferred temp though all have a wide range in which functionality
isn't effected though his heart and brain always remain try to remain
at high temp or suffer problems common of organs suffering to
temperature imbalances.
His breath weapon is not naturally occurring, but instead is a mana
based power coming from his soul, channeled though his brain and into
his throat to being released in a highly theatrical cloud of death,
his breath weapon highly toxic and very corrosive. This isn't the only
spell like ability he has, his wings are able to pull into and spring
froth from his back at will though they aren't what allows him to fly,
instead his forward momentum comes from mana and the wings provide
stability. Finally his tail is highly dexterous and flexible though
otherwise isn't extraordinary.
History : This will be the longest section and thus had to be last. it
will be written in segments as time allows. First I will write a rough
timeline then fill in dates and such as able.
He hatched on the day his people were slaughtered. Yes, his first
sight of the world was blood. Blood was all he saw, smells, tasted and
felt all over him and his song of birth was the silence of the dead. A
rather dark way to begin life though this life wasn't supposed to be.
As the horsemen broke through into the center of the encampment they
started crushing and breaking open ever egg they found and when they
reached Zan's. his mother threw herself upon it screaming hate and
pleas for mercy. The thrust the was to end Zan's life ended hers and
the spearhead drove right through the shell and barely missed his neck
before sliding be his chest and thrusting out the back of the egg. The
resulting blood and goo pile was taken as a kill and Zan was left in
his egg, soaked in blood and too scared and weak to break out of his
shell.
Deyak's story of an epic battle between the Graves Clan and Lord
Necronos went as written. Necronos was furious when the graves Clan
allowed their services to be bought by rebels looking to throw him off
his throne but the ever cleaver king used lies and rumor to pass blame
to the rebels, turning them into terrorist and starting a campaign
against Clan graves using every force the Clan had ever been hired to
fight against. The resulting bloodshed was the stuff of ledgend and
the 'evil' dragonkind were slain by the 'righteous' knights in their
'holy' quest. Once the battle was over, the treasure looted and the
bodies of the dragonkind and the mighty 'heros' left behind to serve
as a memorial to their valor so that all would know where they fought
and died for their country and so Necronos's foes would known what
would happen should they move against them, Deyak walked among the
dead just as the bodies started to smell. And there among the dead
sitting curled up under a piece of shell and cowering under his dead
mother was a hatchling with bright purple eyes. Deyak looked down upon
this soul whose life was so completely destroyed before it could even
begin it and smiled, he'd just found a subject for a grand saga of
rising from the ashes to take revenge.
Deyak had no use for a hatchling, an infant is a difficult thing to
care for and he was far to busy for such a thing and using a bit of
his power, he sped things up. it was easy enough, a tweak here and bit
of magic there and soon Zan was growing at an abnormal rate till
infancy passed and he ran right into mid childhood. Now old enough to
sudden walk, talk, and learn, Deyak lead this young whelp around the
land, putting the child in danger again and again till many had heard
tales of the 'Fire of Clan Graves'.
When Zantari reaches a decent level of renown Deyak turns the child
over to an order of Paladins to be trained and made ready for what
comes next in Deyak's story. Zantari grows up quickly within the order
as he is trained, grown greatly in skill and skill till he is the
killing machine that Deyak needs. He slays countless horrors all over
till finally he is ready to fight Lord Necronos.
The fight against Necronos is a long one full of many narrow misses
and last second retreats by the cleaver Lord till finally Zan manages
to corner him and force him into combat. Necronos falls after a
lengthy battle and once the fallen Lord's head stops rolling, Zan ties
to out run the collapsing castle. He didn't make it out before black
cracks appeared in the floor making it give way and dropping him into
a chamber containing a arch standing by itself in the center among
other treasures.
The Arch proves to be a link to a vast nexus, a series of doors that
look to be every door ever and every door opens to ever place ever.
These are the world gates. He explores Norrath and other worlds. He
eventually reaches Furcadia and a little place called the vore club.
There his life changes forever when he meets a lagomorph by the name
of Thumpie bunny Eve. Their meeting is a strange one as he catches her
attention with a tranq gun. Things progress strangely fast as between
them and soon they are running amok though worlds, Zan catching up to
her through world gates when able and Eve zipping about in her TARDIS
and through other means.
Zantari spent a long time in Furcadia, years spend making friends and enemies as he travels though it's lands or more accurately, sits around in it's clubs socializing or being as social as a red dragon ever really gets. Many friends are made and so are some enemies, some are still remember to this day such as Bloom, Skyfire, Thirdspace and the Goddess Ilwaco. The last who granded Zan several blessings though those powers died away suddenly years later.
Finding out the people mean trouble and drama first hand, he and Eve leave Furcadia behind them and travel to the savage world of Ragnarok. There they fight along side each other, explore it's lands and slay it's evils or sometimes creat some of thier own... Appologies for the crator in Moroka. They lean much about each other durring this time and find good synergy together and Zan begins training in martial arts after he take a failed trip through the World Gates, trying to get to Ragnarok one day and ends up in a temple meeting Thyron and being encouraged to learn the way of the Tranquil Palm, though at this time, he's only interested in thier fighting style. These lessons in martial arts prove useful as his prowess grows in his time on Ragnarok as he leaves the sword behind in favor of the power of his own body, a change that would effect who he is for years to come. Another life changing event was his marrage to Eve, the joining of his life to Thumpie's that even too this day is still felt no matter how far appart they have grown.
Fate though how many twists and turns and in time, Zantari finds himself back on Acaron, civil war in the wake of Necronos's death has ravaged the land and everyone blames Zantari, the one who slayed the iron fisted lord who kept the world in check, for thier troubles. Zantari is hounded every where he goes and a new lord, Deamon D'Acaron has begun to savagely enslave the world, many forced into slavery though force, many more joining out of fear of the manay bands of roaming Landless, knights who are made homeless by the fall of Necronos's rule. Zantari is forced to face what he has done and tries to fight against Deamon, but it's a losing uphill battle he can never win.
His battle doesn't go unnoticed, Deyak Journier, one the who started it all is there to write down the tale as it unfolds and in his rage over the fate of his world, Zantari attacks the Bard one day and when Deyak tries to rewrite Zantari's pages and stop the raging dragon, he is too slow, the attack to sudden as Zantari strike in the middle of a heated debate and strike Deyak down with a dimentional Blade he'd been given by his wife and though the Bardic God is slayn, nothing seems to have changed, the world continues to fall appart, though now Zantari has the book and with it, can find Deamon.
Zantari finds Deamon in his floating tower, hidden in the sky behind the shadow of a new moon, the flying castle kept safe but it's magical, Fae-like location and after fighting his way inside, Zantari is able to face Deamon and beat him savagely before Deamon even has time to speak. During Deamon's final moment he throws into Zan's face the truth, without Deyak to guide the shape of the world the powerful evils will rise without heros being writen into the story to face them. Deyak never createn the villiens of his stories, only the heros and now no one was left to keep creating saviors for this dieing world. Zan in his rage did the only thing he could think of, he burned the book and with it the world. As flame comsumed pages new blank one's were made and as page after page was lost, the world fell apart with no story to hold it together till everything, even Zan was lost to the void.
Zan woke some time later, how much later is beyond any guess, he only knew he woke near his time traveling wife and was in her care, having been asleep in one of ehr workshops for days, his memories of his life till then where cumpling till only his memories of his time with her were left. He was scarred inside badly by what he'd done and without knowing why was deeply depressed and muted, his relationship with Thumpie starting to fall apart. This leads to many troubles between them as does the loss the the World Gates, the network destroied with the book, leaving him to stay trapped at her side at all times in order to continue traveling.
One great trouble was Thumpie decent into the bondage lifestyle while Zan in his broken state did not stay up with her and he needs, leaving ehr to turn to one known as Grimmew. She falls into the bondage life with him and Zan finds just enough fire in his soul to stand between them, eventually casting Grimmew out of the material plane and forcing the bondage loving demon back into the hell he crawled out of. This made a rift between them that only grew and lead to greater depression by Zan but also pushed him into a struggle inside to find interest in the things his life loved, leading him to play a dominating role in her life.
Zan's attempts at domination were clumbsy and little more then tieing ehr up before sex, though he continued to travel with her. They started to argue often though and during one fight he held Thumpie down when one of her guns went off, the mage pistol making a portal to a black hole in a long rod shape and inside of the narrow area of effect was his heart, his wife effectively putting a hole through his chest and cleaning removing his pumper. Panic ensured as she tried everything she could, moving them to a world Zan would not die in and destroying her TARDIS in the process of getting him out. Her efforts lead to him dieing on cursed ground, the land, forcing his body life painfully though her TARDIS implodes shortly there after leading to his life coming at the cost of her most beloved piece of tech.
Things change suddenly when Eve leaves him behind after the loss of her TARDIS, Zantari wandering aimlessly till one day he finds himself obsessively working on something, He isn't seen again for years and though to this day he knowns not how, he creats the Lavin, a race of Paladins who are beyond sin or corruption and assumes the title of LordKnight, the highest ranking possition. These Lavin have no greed, no want for personal comforts, for rank, or title or land or glory. They fight for the betterment of all people and without fail, slay evil or die trying without one even turning from the righteous path. The lavin though see the darkness in Zantari's heart and the way the once ruby red dragon has begun to turn a darker and darker shade, the Lavin fearing that the corruption of thier leader might harm the world as a whole, Cast Zantari out of thier ranks, granting him the title, Divine Flame, and leave him to wander the world alone, feeling that his soul was burning itself out and that however he made them, it was costing him his very essanse.
This lead to great rage inside him btu he had the wisdom to see he had no one to turn it agaist, fighting the Lavin was pointless, attacking Eve even more so. He killed Deyak already and Deamon as dead and gone with the world, he'd made his own suffering and now must bare the burden he crafted. He found no end of inturnal torment and ran away into the darkness till one day he found the Temple of the Tranquil Palm and was not seen again for years. His mind and soul took a long time to recover and while he still bares many internal scarres and is estranged from his wife, he still loves her and has recovered enough to leave the temple, traveling to nexus park to find new friends and relearn his social skills as well as continue his training as a full monk.
Enjoyed RPers [Recent]
ThumpieBunnyEve - Technomage turned Rubber Toy. ❤
Shivra - Loving Mate and barer of his clutch. ❤
Seon - Beautiful Herm Dragoness he found in a hotspring and couldn't resist getting to know.
Krystal_starlight - His fun little dragoness turned living condom who only pretends to be birth control before giving out a cum spray into unsuspecting wombs. ^.^;; ❤
Baaaabra - Such a cute little sheep girl he couldn't resist making her a cream filled meal. ❤
Ariel_the_Guardian - Angry Angel turned food and fun.
Maddie_Scientist - Mad Scientist and an ever fun person to be with and around. ❤
RoseDraken - Cute little herm he found in the park one day. ❤
Kaoma - My firebending friend and meal.
Elosida - To Be Continued
_Renamon_ - Had some great fun together
Alora_Miika - A sexy little naga he enjoyed in many ways.
❤ = Multiple Scenes
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