#ryoko arcano

Arcanos + Dragons

Featuring:

Azora Arcano & Nightshade

Kaari Arcano & Ryoko

Day 4 - Travel

💜 thunderstorm, character of your choice pls!

"Hey Dev! Watch this, Ryoko just learned a new thing!" Kaari exclaimed proudly as the three of them stood in the grass on the edge of the Forbidden Forest one sunny afternoon.

Devon watched in amusement as Ryoko looked up at Kaari proudly before turning to the forest. Both of their hair suddenly stood up and sparks shot from Ryoko's scales in all directions. Only Kaari could hear the hum of electricity in the air. A split second later, Ryoko's mouth opened and a crackling bolt of brilliant blue electricity shot out into the air. It streaked past them and impacted the side of a tree sending shards of wood in every direction.

"See! Wasn't that the coolest, Dev?" Kaari whipped around to remark before stopping dead.

Devon wasn't smiling anymore. Instead, she was crouched low in the grass with her hands holding her face and shoulder, tears streaming down her face.

All she could hear in her mind was the familiar sound of electricity splintering wood, the very last sound she had ever heard before the world was plunged into silence. The arc of crackling blue light was exactly the same as that day in the forest. Visions of it heading straight for her looped in her mind and she could almost feel the searing hot burning once again as it coursed through her body, leaving scars on her face, shoulder, torso, and arm.

"Oh, Dev... I'm sorry, I didn't think. Are you ok?" She heard Kaari mumble in her mind, shaking her out of it.

Looking to the side, Devon saw Ryoko gently nuzzling her arm with his head, clearly worried he had done something to upset her.

"It's ok, Ryoko," she signed and then rubbed his nose.

"I'm ok. Tell him he did great, Kaari," she signed up at him this time with a weak smile.

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Name: Kaari Arcano

Age: 1 year older than MCs

Pronouns: He/him

Sexuality: Bisexual

Nicknames: Carebear, Kar

Birthday: March 27th 1972?

Status: Pureblood

Nationality: Norwegian

Ethnicity: Caucasian

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Faceclaim: Aiden Turner

Hair: Ebony black, long and curly

Eyes: Gray

Height: 5’10”

Skin Tone: Pale

Distinguishing Marks: Scars and burns on arms, chest, back

BACKGROUND

Residence: Skalafell, Norway

Father: Alatar Arcano

Mother: Else Lionette

Sisters: Annika, Juni

Nieces: Dayamanti, Dafne, Dielle

MC friends: Devon Marlowe, Artemis Hexley @the-al-chemist, Ava Campbell @lifeofkaze, Henry McClarnon & Ellie Hopper @thatravenpuffwitch

HOGWARTS

House: Gryffindor

Clubs: Dueling club, Quidditch (chaser)

Best Class: Care of Magical Creatures, DADA

Worst Class: History of Magic

Wand: Chestnut, Phoenix Feather, 11”

“This is a most curious, multi-faceted wood, which varies greatly in its character depending on the wand core, and takes a great deal of color from the personality that possesses it. The wand of chestnut is attracted to witches and wizards who are skilled tamers of magical beasts, those who possess great gifts in Herbology, and those who are natural fliers.”

Special Abilities: Dragon riding and handling, skill with swords/bows

Mirror of Erised: Himself flying free in the air on Ryoko

Boggart: His family and friends, dragons included, being attacked or killed, himself helpless to save them

Patronus: Polecat

“Those with the polecat patronus are humorous and playful. They also are family-oriented. If this is your patronus then you are opinionated. You stand by what you believe and don’t easily sway. Those with the polecat are inquisitive and love adventure.”

Animagus: None

Amortentia: Wood, the sea, pine trees, mead, mulled wine, fire/electrical smoke, wet dirt

CAREER

Year 1 - 4: Durmstrang

Year 5 - 7: Hogwarts (Gryffindor)

18 - 26: Dragonologist

26 - 27: Escort/Raider/Smuggler for Phoenix Resistance

27+: Dragonologist

ATTITUDE

Most at Ease When: Flying on Ryoko

Stressed When: Seeing dragons being mistreated and killed

Priorities: His family, friends, dragons rights

Strength: He’s brave and won’t turn his back on anyone who needs it

Weakness: He can be reckless and cocky

Traits: Courageous, bold, goofy, playful, flirty, kind hearted, reckless, family oriented, outdoorsman

FAVORITES

Color: Emerald green, blue, brown, black

Food: Pizza

Drink: Mead

Weather: Clear skies for flying

Book: His father’s verbally told stories

Hobbies: Hunting, Quidditch

Fashion: Fur cloaks, leather armor, long black trench coat, boots, ripped jeans, fingerless gloves

DRAGON COMPANION

Name: Ryoko

Species: Scandinavian Scaleshifter

Eye color: Blue

Scale color: Dark grey, emerald, blue iridescent (shifts from grey to emerald to blue in different lights/angles)

Appearance: Smooth and sleek, floppy ears, not many spikes, four limbs and two wings

Breath Weapon: Lightning

Native to: Scandinavia (Norway, Sweden, Denmark)

Rate of Mature: Reaches adulthood/fully grown at the same time as humans. 18-20 years. Can live hundreds of years.

Average adult size: Length of a small car from nose to tail

A/N: I really should be making content for Nessi’s birthday tomorrow but here I am stuck in Love Kaari Mode so here’s some lore of how he met Ryoko. Tagging the Kaari Fanclub: @the-al-chemist @cursebreakerfarrier

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The light was fading as the curly haired boy left the village and entered the thick pine tree forest. Sticks cracked underneath his fur skin boots as he made his way deeper in. The further he went, the darker it became as the pines got closer together and covered the greying sky.

Kaari often explored and hunted in the forest alone, as many of Skalafells residents did, including his family. Being a wizarding trade port, they had access to anything they needed to survive in the wilderness of Norway. However, they did occasionally enjoy foraging and hunting off the land themselves without magic. At the moment, Kaari was on a mission to collect some bird eggs for his mother Else. She had run out and the next ship delivery wasn’t due for another week.

Being only 10 years old, Kaari had yet to start school and attain a wand, but that didn’t trouble him. As he walked, the sheath of his dagger swayed at his side, hitting his thigh with each step. It was an Arcano tradition to teach their children combat with Muggle weapons to keep them safe without the use of magic. They are taught the basic use of shortswords, longswords, bows, axes, shields, and the like. Kaaris' preferred weapon was a dagger. He liked the control it afforded him and the ability to carry around without being clunky or heavy. He was also quite proficient with a bow if need be.

Keeping his gaze towards the tops of the trees, he scanned the branches for nests. He walked for nearly an hour before he spotted one nestled on the highest boughs of a tree. The boy took a second to plan his path and then, unsheathing his dagger, he started to climb using the dagger as an aid. His progress was slow but careful. Eventually he broke through the canopy and a cold wind stung his face and ears. The sky had gotten darker and snowflakes began to gently fall and land on Kaari’s hair.

Gathering a couple small speckled eggs, he carefully placed them in a small sack to his side. Looking back at the nest he noticed a large feather of what he guessed belonged to a gull. Suddenly the wind howled, shaking the pine trees and sending the feather high into the sky. Kaari watched in wonder as it danced and twirled with the snow. He longed to be a bird and join it in the sky, free to go anywhere.

A second gust, stronger this time, shakes Kaari from his daydream and almost pushes him off the tree. Steadying himself, he decides to climb down and continue his search for more nests. He walks for another ten minutes, the snowfall getting heavier by the minute as it starts to break the canopy and trickle down to the forest floor. Kaari was thinking about turning back when suddenly he tripped on something he didn’t see. Throwing his arms out to break his fall, he landed face first on to the cold hard ground now covered in a thin layer of snow.

An inspection of the area behind him revealed multiple large jagged eggshell fragments. Except these weren’t regular eggs. The fragments shifted colors from grey to green to blue so frequently that Kaari couldn’t tell what color they actually were. There was no doubt about it. These were dragon eggs.

Kaari’s favorite thing of all was dragons. He spent many days reading all the books he could about them. By age 5, he knew all of the known dragon species, and this dragon egg was like no other known.

Kaari noticed that there was a trail of eggshells going off into the forest. Following them, the trees suddenly ended and he came upon a tall cliff looking out into the sea. The wind howled as it broke upon the cliffside and whipped Kaari’s coat around, chilling him to the bone. Upon the edge lay a huge dragon nest made of sticks, leaves and bird feathers. Inside the nest was more of the broken eggshells. Then he spotted it. There was one egg left intact.

Carefully stepping into the nest, Kaari took the egg into his arms. He didn’t know if the dragon was alive or not but clearly it was abandoned by its parents and siblings. The snow was coming down in heavy blankets by now and he knew he had to get back home soon but he couldn’t leave the egg here to freeze. So he made a decision. He tucked the egg into his coat to keep it warm and started to head back the way he came.

The snow kept blowing at such a feriocity that the pine trees stopped offering cover to Kaari. Within half an hour the snow was so deep that it reached the boys waist and he struggled to keep going. He was so tired and couldn’t feel his feet but he kept trudging until he spotted a fallen tree that the snow had gathered overtop, offering a hollow shelter within. There he sat, his knees and the egg pulled up to his chest and his coat wrapped tightly around.

Kaari was almost asleep when he thought he felt a thump to his chest. He almost ignored it, thinking he dreamt it, when there was a thump again, harder this time. He pulled his coat apart just in time to see the egg splinter, crack and then shatter apart.

There looking up at him was a tiny baby dragon. It’s scales were grey. No, they were green. Maybe they were blue? Kaari couldn’t tell. The only thing he did know was that this was a new species of dragon never discovered before. He was ecstatic with glee.

The dragon cocked it’s head sideways as it looked at the boy. Kaari reached out to pet him but it snapped defensively and retreated to the opposite side of the shelter.

“Hey there. It’s ok! I'm a friend.” He gently told the dragon as he reached into his side bag and pulled out one of the small speckled eggs, cracking it open and offering it forward.

In an instant, the dragon raced forward and stuck its head into the egg, eating up the yellow liquid as fast as it could. Before long, Kaari had fed all of his eggs to the dragon and it burped happily.

“You’re a very hungry dragon aren’t you?” He chuckled warmly. “My mom won’t be too happy but you need it more than us.”

As Kaari talked to the baby dragon, it slowly approached him and reproachfully climbed into his lap, sniffing and shoving his head into his coat.

“I’m sorry but I don’t have any more. But you could come live with me and I’ll catch you as many fish as you can eat! What do you think...Ryoko?” He asked.

The dragon, now named Ryoko, stared silently for a minute but then pushed his way deeper into his coat and curled up. Within a few seconds, he was snoring gently.

Kaari laughed and pulled the coat tighter around him. “I’ll take that as a yes. We’re gonna be best friends, you and I.”

“If we ever get back home, mom is going to be so mad.”

“‘Hey mom! I didn’t get your eggs but I brought home a baby dragon instead!’” He sarcastically muttered to himself. “I’m so dead.”

“Oh cmon, I can’t say Ryoko?” He chuckles with a grin. “This is such an unfair question.”

“All dragons are fascinating and deserve our respect. However...If I had to pick one besides the Scandinavian Scaleshifter, I’d probably say the Swedish Short-Snout. They are one of the dragons that doesn’t have a traditional orange/red flame. They are also one of the dragons most in danger because their skin is highly prized for its flame resistance and used in clothing. It’s totally bullshit.”