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Sen call me Ritsu and I ******** you up.

I was born in the 790's you do the math.

Hrm, I think I was born on the islands out in the Bermuda Triangle, shrouded by mists and other such anomalies. Then when I became the age of one hundred years I was transferred to another island that was underwater off of Iceland, and of course assigned a job, messenger. A critically important job for the dragonic race of course considering without messengers like myself who were born to live in the water element most would be clueless as to where danger lies. Then our race started to die out, messenger dragons going missing, I opted to become stronger and not die out like some of the other weakling dragons. Thats when I decided to hide among the vikings, yes the first 'pirates' of the sea, the scourges and blood stained pirates of the sea who found drinking alcohol and pillaging villages a normal part of daily life.

I spent most of my years with the vikings carrying on in their marry making and pillaging villages, taking all the women and then slaughtering them. I have seen much brutality from humans but the underlying care they had for each other and the funerals they had for each were a beautiful show of human compassion. I have never seen such a close knit 'religion' of people. Even the most hated of their groups would be sent off with care, such strange beings they were, regardless. I ended up watching the vikings dieing out, so I headed off disappearing along with the last of the vikings. I traveled at sea for the longest time finding the many viking boats sent off with the beautiful jewelry and such and well I took it, the boats had sunk and the skeletons long decayed. I put the jewelry to good use and lived up until now, and of course I still go out on occasion. Oh I forgot to mention during one of the attacks on a village a priest had figured out what I am and well attacked my eyes, he managed to destroy the sight in my left, the eye remaining but still sightless.

Heh, interesting, I think I am the blunt and serious type, I find that some of the Viking's ruthlessness rubbed off on me because I enjoy causing others pain. What else...I can be quite distant considering I don't like people to get to know me to well considering they usually die within the next hundred years. I am a good person on the inside just considerably complex, I am patient and cool tempered but when I do get mad I change and well lets say I am not reasonably big, I can not crush houses and all of that no, but I can carry up to three or four full grown men on my neck alone. Honesty is the best policy so often enough I don't lay things down softly and I have very little sympathy thanks to vikings, I have killed children and young-lings before and I would do it again if I need to fit in.

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