Sekkaian Air Elemental dragon Kubikiri, born named for his unusually shaped talons. This was a character created with an unusual preset, he's fated to commit suicide. Playing through his story is intensely emotional, and I've come to realise that sometimes the development that happens between two points can be more fruitful than an aimless wandering. As such, I am vastly inclined to being dramatic with him. Here's the first post I ever made with him:

Jun 28 2010, 09:27 PM
Misty wind draped itself in dewy tracks over the stonework in the dark hours of the morn, leaving the wet ready to rise up with the sun into the thick, stifling heat of the East. At this time everything was quiet, night beasts retreated to their lairs, the creatures of the light still cozed up in their nests. Crisp air, warm but fresh, like baked fish straight from the sea, filled the unappreciative lungs of the heartbeats below. In the romantic dark the Academy loomed like a stoic giant, an abstract statue surrounded by small, architectural whelplings.

It fell upon one of these.

Rippling, it fell like an enormous butterfly, buffeted about by the sheer breath of its dark wings, dipping and swerving as a dead leaf from an invisible tree. Flopping in the endless air, its body crumpled like a doll as it hit the shingles, rolling off the gutter like a bag of meat and pooling in the grass, white belly up, chest throbbing with every broken beat of its heart.

Pain. So sad.

Story continues here for those who are interested.

(As for the art itself, a rather hurriedly done pencil piece. Penwork has made my touch more scratchy than tender, I will have to work on that when I can get my hands on some decent material.)