Jiao-long Twins

Cai 'Nymph' & Fai 'Titan' Jiao-long

Nymph, Blue Nymph, Light Dragon / Titan, Red Titan, Shadow Dragon

46

Male

Astralmancer / Shadowmancer

Dragon

Light / Darkness Neutral

Land of Dragons

Father: Hao Long (Deceased)
Mother: Dao-ming Yu Long (Deceased)

Nymph - 

-Assertive
-Prejudiced 
-Manipulative
-Irresponsible
-Irritable
+Caring
+Protective
+Honorable
+Urbane
+Persuasive

The more assertive of the pair, Cai was the baby faced terror that smiled while he sent you hurtling down a hill with an eruption of Holy Breathe. He was highly Prejudiced against evil-doers, his brother included and was known to become highly zealous in his efforts to vanquish them. Manipulative, the cunning twin speaks with endearing words to lead people into bending to his whim. He could be rather irresponsible with his power, feeling that time as a Family Guardian was wasteful if one could not find moments of leisure to enjoy the finer things in life like dumplings or deep fried crab. He was short-tempered, his irritability stemming from a short patience for the injustice driven by evil. Despite his more negative traits Cai was a caring older brother who tended to his brother and his needs, trying often to burn the evil from his kin's blood. He was highly protective of his brother and territory and was swift to stand to action when it was necessary. Honorable he never broke the laws set to them by their ancestors and would never end a man who has his back turned, or duel an unarmed opponent. Urbane he had an ability to speak with high, charismatic charm reserved for nobility, learning from the times he and his brother often stole aways from their mountain home, which leads to his more persuasive nature, his ability to gall anyone into doing most things based on logic and the nature of man.

Titan-

-Easily Discouraged
-Insecure
-Obsessive
-Predatory
-Submissive
+Protective
+Honorable
+Passionate
+Reliable
+Spontaneous 

Being the youngest of the pair Fai was easily discouraged when it came to most mentally taxing tasks. He was more of a physical fighter and found himself insecure when it came to facing errands he was more than inept at processing. He was known to become obsessive when he was on a mark, be it a hunt or curiosity. The obsession kept him on task and allowed him to push, but it pushed him far and it did not usually bolster is success rate. Predatory he was a hunter by his very nature: a beast that consumed the light and so as it was he was at odds with those of the Light and did well to hunt them for imposing their will on others rather than letting them choose. Though larger than his sibling he was submissive to him and certain aspects of the Light. Protective of his brother, despite the pair constantly being at odds due to thier elements, the young dragons

Born a twin, he was known as the Beast of Darkness while his brother, Cai, was known as the Beast of Light. They were close growing up and shared the luxury of nobles thanks to their family line, but they were not human. On their world they were revered as great Guardians, but with the twin's father abandoning their duties they were to be exiled. Their mother sought to protect them, so she raised them as humans so that they did not become hunted and hated for becoming derelict to the duties their father failed to uphold. The boys were kept locked up inside a great manor their mother had found abandoned and restored under her own power: using all the wealth that remained of their shrine to build her sons a future. The twins were taught by a private tutor who was brave enough to push past the rumors for a hand at the family's wealth and earning a chance to obtain the mother's scale. It was no secret that dragons lived in the mountains, but few were fool enough to tempt a mother's anger and so remained the boys.

The boys were told that their father was a Great Dragon that lived atop the mountains to the south at the very edge of the Land of Dragons. Though their mother spoke of their father with pride, they felt that being hidden away was wrong, and a little lonely. They naturally grew to hate their father for the loneliness they were forced to suffer and the sadness their mother hide away. So long as they had each other, though, the pair did not seem to mind being left to their own devices. They were an energetic pair and were always taken great care of by their mother, but some day young boys had to grow up, and so they did, day by day. The pair were inseparable and, more often than not, would get into trouble together, but quickly lead each other out. They had been allowed to down to the village at the base of their mountain and pick up shopping for their mother from the markets, but a terrible incident soon followed. One of the older boys in town saw the pair, whom many avoided or spoke to with great fear, and confronted them. They knew better than to face the bully, but when they turned to leave Fai was struck with a rock and fell to the ground from the force of it. Crying and bleeding, Fai could only watch as Cai retaliated. In a rage the slightly older twin, who was physically much frailer looking than his brother, and was much thinner: blew a stream of fire that burned down several stalls before villagers were able to get the fire under control. Their mother never blamed them, but they always felt it was their fault she was forced to leave the manor and move farther off into the mountains. They never wanted to let their mother down again.

They moved to a despairing hut atop the mountains where no man would stand capable of treading the sanctuary. the land was harsh and little seemed capable of growing in the cold, mountain soils, but they would not give up. They grew to love their new home, but with no shrine to support them, the untrained guardians worked the land with ever encompassing difficulty, but they had each other to carry part of the burden. Their tutor continued to see them, even if it was under the selfish pretense of seeking reward. There was no question that the Master of Light was skilled in what he did. Though the mother was worried that someone had learned of their whereabouts, who they did not know, she was desperate to get her boys to forget their roots and find a means to live freely in a world ruled by humans and their ancestors. They were taught by their Master to control their Dragon attributes by keeping them hidden and locked away where no one could see and they could forget. He enforced a strict studies in the martial arts and a belief behind never attacking first. The Master of Light also trained the boys in the arts of white magic, but Fai did not take to this well, where Cai excelled being a Dragon of Light. The Master of Light, as he called himself, was harsh, and would often physically strike them until they could push away and hide their tails or horns whenever they would show. They worked hard for their mother, worked hard to be normal, but Darkness always found a way to survive in the Light.

One day, while the boys were doing their chores, a blanket of clouds swallowed the skies above. Fai worried that a storm would catch them, but Cai brushed aside his worries, insisting that a little rain could not stop them. Fai was a bit submissive toward his brother, looking up to him for always being a bit braver, so he listened to him and they gathered up several more logs for the fire. On their way down the mountain, they met an old man wearing a black cloak. The old man asked if he could get directions to an inn, but there was not an inn for many days travel, and with the rain threatening them with a clear clap of thunder and show of lightning, Cai offered the man to follow them to their home. The stink of shade was on this man and the pair never seemed able to break away from the habits that separated them between darkness and light. The man came with the boys and arrived just as the rains fell. The mother was uneasy about the stranger, but she could not throw him into the rains, so he stayed for dinner. During the night, the boys had come to sit on the porch and watch as the rain washed the mountains. The old man came to stand outside with them.

"It is a waste that two Great Dragons remain locked up here in the middle of nowhere."

They were scared by his words. Who else had know what they were? They were ashamed of their true forms, their father having abandoned them and abandoned their mother. They saw nothing but shame in their forms, but when he explained that he knew of a way they could gain great power and repair all the damage done, they were intrigued. He assured them there was a way to control their powers without having to hide in the mountains for the crimes of their estranged clan. There was a chance they could become Guardians, this the man shroud in darkness offered. Cai was eager to follow the man's direction, but Fai felt that it was wrong to call humans weak, as they were dependent on them. However, he once again followed Cai's insistence. In the morning the rain passed. The man in the dark cloak told them he would wait for him in an old cabin deep in the mountains, and if they wanted training, they should turn away from their old Master as it was only limiting their potential. It was a struggle. When the boys' Master of Light came to train them, he felt they were distracted. He would leave them later that afternoon with words of warning.

"The easiest path is not always the correct one."

Even so, the temptation of becoming Guardians, of escaping exile, the boys would be lured to the cabin that night, and it would forever change their lives.

When they arrived, they trained with the old man in the black cloak. He taught them how to transform portions of their body to create armor and to use them to destroy obstacles. Fai felt that things were moving in a strange direction, but Cai assured him it was just new, that there was nothing to fear. But this realization of power seemed to call to a feral part of their hearts that they young dragons were unused to. They had a hunger, drawn toward the Light and Dark, respectively. The boys found themselves unable to forgo relishing in the air surrounding opponents such as this. Their mother tried to warn them that it was a dragon’s nature to stay nearest their element, but they could only find theirs among humans. If the humans feared them, they would starve. They were unsure as to what that meant. The twins had been training at their master’s and soon noticed smoke rising high from the direction of their home. Their mother was all alone and would not light the fires so strongly without them home. In fear, the boys rushed home only to find that Mongols had attacked their hut and taken away the one person that protected them and loved them through all these years. They never understood why their mother did not fight back. The man in the dark cloak took the boys to live with him.

Years passed, and when the twins were now thirty-two years of age. The old master had opened the doors to new lessons of magic which he had called Shadow Magic. It was a way to control shadows, manipulate them. In their lessons, Cai became consumed with the idea of taking back their old home so they could bury their mother's ashes properly, but as the years passed the Mongols had only expanded. The stray parties of the barbarians had become full encampments in the mountains. It was only a matter of time before the Mongols were strong enough to fight back the young Guardians-in-Training. Though the older twin did not take to the dark arts as his sibling: Fai, the younger twin, was growing well under the tutelage. Fai was becoming worried that his brother was losing sight of everything their mother and former Master had taught them. The humans were meant to be protected, and shown the err of their ways through their own actions. A short two years after mastering their arts they became more independent of their master’s hut. Long since they had started earning money from local villages by fighting as Mercenaries. Fai had hoped they could use the money to buy their mother a proper urn for when they retrieved her ashes. They fought off stray Mongol soldiers and killed monsters that strayed too far into the villages, like Dark Ogres, which was what they were called at the time. It all seemed very barbaric, but the boys loved riding into battle together. Their Master of Dark told them that there was an old sorcerer that was the source of the monsters that attacked the villages at the base of the mountains, and it was their duty to defeat him, if they wished to become true Guardians. They pair rode into the night toward the lands where the sorcerer was said to be hiding. When they confronted the old man, they found the form to be that of their old Master. He begged them to listen, that he was not the cause of these monster attacks, and that they were the result of the decline of Guardians in the passing years and the growing darkness in the world. The Mongols were becoming too powerful and the mountains full of terror.

Their former master apologized for having been only late to the hut. He had found their mother and buried her and hid away her scales so that looters did not disturb her. Fai tried to stop his brother, but Cai attacked their Master in a fit of rage at the mention of their mother. The regretful gestures fueled his hunger for the light. Soon more shadows appeared at the flashing of Cai’s light and attacked the man, consuming his heart. Fai shouted out and tried to save his brother, but all that remained was a shell of his former self. Tears flowed from Fai's cheeks as he ushered his twin to his side. The Shadow limped toward him before it sank into his own shadow. Fai’s heart was broken. Watching his brother consumed by something he could have very well stopped sent him over the edge. Cai was the only one left Fai loved. The dragon’s horns grew and his wings spread from his back as his dragon skin covered his body like armor. That day Titan was born and a village was wiped off the map. Fai returned to the dark master’s cabin only to consume the rotting darkness in that man’s heart releasing the speck of good that existed in him: the love he had for his students, creating more shadows to spill into the world. Fai took to the life of a hermit. He lived in the mountains, fending for himself, occasionally coming down to raid a village for food. He became feared as the Red Titan, as his scales burned a deep crimson when he wore his scales, but even as such he was still a pup, weak to the spears of men. He could still hear the whispers of his brother, the shadow residing in his own, tempting him to take his power further, to find a way to bring their mother back from the Ancestors and destroy their father. Among these shadows was hers. They had to find it.

A time wandering Fai was eventually able to return Cai to his true form by sacrificing half of his heart, conjoining the twins' powers and fates. They still search for their mother in the shadows, but now they seek to become true guardians and gain the power of their adult forms.

When in his human form, Nymph was an average sized man that stood a uneven five foot, two. Light in build he was acrobatic, as his brother, build for speed and athleticism as opposed to heavier set builds for feats of strength. Flashy ginger hair and ruby red eyes, the young guardian wore a simple black t-shirt with a bubble vest over top to keep him warm. Loose cargo jeans, belts hanging from his hips, crossing over to keep a impractical style and heavy hiking boots completed his overall look. Over his hands he wore a pair of fingerless leather gloves and warm socks bunched up in his boots.

When in human form, Titan was a tall man that stood at a solid six foot five. Though not heavy-set he was not scrawny either; his form was lean and built as one would expect from a traveler who found the time to climb mountains and trees for the day's meal. His face was solid; not a single wrinkle yet cursed it. Fire-red hair seemed to wildly dance on his head with every movement. His bangs fell over his face, shielding his golden eyes from the scrutiny of others, a sign of his true nature. His neck was thick, drawing down to his strong, broad shoulders that sometimes carried the weight of his wings as he crossed precarious stretches of chasms often found in the mountains. His eyes were narrow, drawing notice to his thin, cat-like pupils that often glared out menacingly, but capable of easily softening his focus into round pupils.

He wore a black top that did not fully cover his torso, leaving his chest partially exposed. The wrap of leather came around his torso with a string which wrapped around to tie off the outfit. A half-fur collar traced from his chest, around his shoulder, and around his neck where it stopped around his left shoulder. Around his right wrist he wore a bracelet of feathers. Each feather represented a member of his family: his mother, brother, and even his unknown father. His left hand remained covered by a leather glove and was never used to cast magic, but instead was used to punch. He wore a loose pair of blue pants that ended at his knees. The pants were held up by a leather belt and on his left hip sat a strange totem, which he used to store his spell totems required to cast his magic. A pair of knee high boots covered his knees to his toes in a protective layer that guarded him as he crawled through the wilderness.

"How do you live like that?"
"I always have time for a game!"
"You smell obscene."
"What did you call me?!"

The beast over looked the massive valley that was known as the great Maw . He had heard stories that a great war here was once fought. His boot was crunched against some of the crystallized stone, allowing his leg to arch up, forcing his chest out. His arms hung at his sides, a devilish grin plastered on the wizard's face. The crystal gave off a strange beauty that was almost haunting. The fire-haired beast raised his head and took a deep breath. The scents that filled the air accumulated over years and years. But it lacked the scent he searched for. It was the scent of the man who had done this to his family. The male held out his arm and stared to the Feather Charm that hung from his wrist. The feathers that hung from it were all he had left of his beloved twin. His mouth parted, elongated canines reminiscent of not a vampyre's, but of his draconic heritage.

His harsh exhale caused the feathers to dance. "She is not here brother, but fear not... I will find our mother." His lips pulled up, causing his predatory smile to widen.

He listened and could hear the purring murmur of his sibling. It was a connection only twins held. He allowed his leg to lower from the crystal rock. The wizard stood tall as he let his arms hang at his sides and head lower. That faint whisper grew louder, slowly coursing over his form before a darkness engulfed the ground beneath his feet. The darkness soon gave way to light and the small Summon jumped from the combining shadows formed of Light and Darkness. A small, white creature emerged. It stood on all fours and looked up to the wizard. The man knelt down, reaching his hand out to pet the Summoned Beast.

"Worry not brother. We shall rot this world until we can find a means to return mother -- but he has not forgotten you. No, but together we will have greater power." His voice was cool, but held a cruel undertone.

The wizard stood as he scooped his brother into his arms. The small shadow of light looked up at his sibling, tilting his head. Fai leaned forward, a pulsating thrum shifting beneath his shoulder blades. In the next moment a pair of wings erupted from his clothing, forming from bone and shadow. He chuckled darkly while lovingly cradling his summoned, other half. Stepping the the edge of the Great Maw the dragon looked down. His interest laid at the bottom of this basin. Kicking off the edge with his powerful legs he would spread out the digits of his wings and glide his way down the Maw.

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