Decided to give you guys a showcase of Kilgarrah's hero before I put him in.
Name: Francis "Jackal" Drake
Age: 624. (He is stuck at the age of 21 due to his infusion with dragon's blood.)
Race: Draconic-infused human
Gender: Male
Description:
A tall man of Caucasian skin, tanned from the ocean sun, with messy brown hair and a slim face, except for a pronounced nose. He has a scar over his left eye, and a few 'mutations' from his draconic infusion. His eyes are crimson red, and constantly give off a faint glow and aura like that of dim candle flames, which are especially noticeable in the dark. His pupils are A bit sharper then most, more so resembling a reptile then that of a mammal. He rather tall, standing 6'02, and has a well fit but slim body. Another unusual trait of his is that he has a small pair of horns, barely visible due to his mass of hair, on top of his head. He also has two sharp fangs in his set of teeth.
He typically wears a bandana that covers half of his face to his neck, and a custom suit of light-weight armor made of iron and leather. The left gauntlet has a blade that mostly acts as a 'parry' blade to counter against others in melee combat instead of being directly offensive. On his belt is the crest of a dragon.
Personality:
He is quiet and straight forward, If he speaks, it is usually either an order or a promise. He is ambitious, and rough to those he becomes close with. Once a plundering thief, he has atoned for a life of justice and honor, as any knight should. He only takes rewards that he earns, and looks down upon thieves and pirates as misguided children. He despises most if not all the gods for their arrogance, yet he can't help but appreciate some of them, such as the very dragon god that saved his life and changed his ways. What keeps him going though, is his desire for exploration and adventure, a dream that he always had since a child, and that never left him even in his near-death experience. He couldn't die happier but to be adventuring.
Backstory: Francis was once a human, in his prime of 21 years old, leading a small sort of 'rag-tag' pirates and shaping them into the perhaps the most renowned pirates of the pre-catacylsm era. He was notorious for spiting the gods, especially the god of the sea, for he would always make the claim that men were not bound to the gods, and that a well trained captain could easily make a master of the sea. He was eventually proven wrong when the sea god, not lasting another year of his enraging and heretical boasting, sunk his ship beneath the waves of the deep. While his crew drowned, Kilgarrah had sent Mizuchi, the spirit dragon of blessed waters, to rescue the fallen pirate from the depths, mostly out of spite for his brother of the sea. However he did also admire the captain's pride and ambition.
Grateful for being rescued, Francis left behind his life has a pillaging pirate to honor the dragon god that saved him. He seeked out the demi-god Fafnir for his claim of redemption, which Fafnir did not hesitate to teach the Ex-Captain the ways of knighthood, both in combat and in morality. Kilgarrah, unexpectedly surprised of the pirate's change of life, returned honor to Francis in the form of his blessing, by infusing his mortal blood with that of a dragon's. Before the silence came into effect, Fafnir was ordered to train Francis and ready him for the dragon god's eventual return, for there may be goals that he be needed for as Kilgarrah's chosen hero.
Since that time, Francis left Fafnir after a decade to train himself and return to a life of the sea, but not as a pirate. He, as well as a small group of knights he befriended and convinced to join him, left to the sea as a travelling group of chivalrous adventurers, The Knights of the Sea, they gave themselves the title, even after his crew died of causes both of natural and of adventurous, Francis remained, waiting for a new crew to take on with him.
Motives: While he has attoned, he will always be guilty of his past, yet nevertheless, in addition for the never ending thirst of adventure he seeks to show the gods how strong mortals can be, heroes or not.
Equipment:
Drake Lance:
A lance with the firepower of a dragon's breathe, in addition to being a typical magical weapon of high quality, it can create bursts of fire from the blade.
The lance is often sheathed over his back.
Dragon Slayer:
A sword that can cut through various tough materials, including weaker swords and most (but not all) of an average dragon's scales, the blade is also very cold to the touch, so much so that contact with the blade can freeze cells or water, and it can extinguish flames. The dragon slayer is kept at his left side, on his hip in its respected scabbard.
Magic:
Being infused with dragon's blood, he cannot age, or be burned by flames. Additionally, his body is incredibly resilient, he can take a great beating, tank great forms of blunt force without breaking a bone, and has tough skin that can crack weak blades, even stronger blades won't cut or stab as deep wounds as it would against normal flesh.
He can 'heal' much faster then the average mortal, with wounds that would take a normal human to naturally heal in a month he can heal in only a week.
This also makes him much stronger and faster then the average mortal, he can lift up to a ton of weight and can move as fast as a cheetah.
His glowing eyes allow him to see in pitch darkness as a bonus, and he has a great sense of smell.
Name: Francis "Jackal" Drake
Age: 624. (He is stuck at the age of 21 due to his infusion with dragon's blood.)
Race: Draconic-infused human
Gender: Male
Description:
A tall man of Caucasian skin, tanned from the ocean sun, with messy brown hair and a slim face, except for a pronounced nose. He has a scar over his left eye, and a few 'mutations' from his draconic infusion. His eyes are crimson red, and constantly give off a faint glow and aura like that of dim candle flames, which are especially noticeable in the dark. His pupils are A bit sharper then most, more so resembling a reptile then that of a mammal. He rather tall, standing 6'02, and has a well fit but slim body. Another unusual trait of his is that he has a small pair of horns, barely visible due to his mass of hair, on top of his head. He also has two sharp fangs in his set of teeth.
He typically wears a bandana that covers half of his face to his neck, and a custom suit of light-weight armor made of iron and leather. The left gauntlet has a blade that mostly acts as a 'parry' blade to counter against others in melee combat instead of being directly offensive. On his belt is the crest of a dragon.
Personality:
He is quiet and straight forward, If he speaks, it is usually either an order or a promise. He is ambitious, and rough to those he becomes close with. Once a plundering thief, he has atoned for a life of justice and honor, as any knight should. He only takes rewards that he earns, and looks down upon thieves and pirates as misguided children. He despises most if not all the gods for their arrogance, yet he can't help but appreciate some of them, such as the very dragon god that saved his life and changed his ways. What keeps him going though, is his desire for exploration and adventure, a dream that he always had since a child, and that never left him even in his near-death experience. He couldn't die happier but to be adventuring.
Backstory: Francis was once a human, in his prime of 21 years old, leading a small sort of 'rag-tag' pirates and shaping them into the perhaps the most renowned pirates of the pre-catacylsm era. He was notorious for spiting the gods, especially the god of the sea, for he would always make the claim that men were not bound to the gods, and that a well trained captain could easily make a master of the sea. He was eventually proven wrong when the sea god, not lasting another year of his enraging and heretical boasting, sunk his ship beneath the waves of the deep. While his crew drowned, Kilgarrah had sent Mizuchi, the spirit dragon of blessed waters, to rescue the fallen pirate from the depths, mostly out of spite for his brother of the sea. However he did also admire the captain's pride and ambition.
Grateful for being rescued, Francis left behind his life has a pillaging pirate to honor the dragon god that saved him. He seeked out the demi-god Fafnir for his claim of redemption, which Fafnir did not hesitate to teach the Ex-Captain the ways of knighthood, both in combat and in morality. Kilgarrah, unexpectedly surprised of the pirate's change of life, returned honor to Francis in the form of his blessing, by infusing his mortal blood with that of a dragon's. Before the silence came into effect, Fafnir was ordered to train Francis and ready him for the dragon god's eventual return, for there may be goals that he be needed for as Kilgarrah's chosen hero.
Since that time, Francis left Fafnir after a decade to train himself and return to a life of the sea, but not as a pirate. He, as well as a small group of knights he befriended and convinced to join him, left to the sea as a travelling group of chivalrous adventurers, The Knights of the Sea, they gave themselves the title, even after his crew died of causes both of natural and of adventurous, Francis remained, waiting for a new crew to take on with him.
Motives: While he has attoned, he will always be guilty of his past, yet nevertheless, in addition for the never ending thirst of adventure he seeks to show the gods how strong mortals can be, heroes or not.
Equipment:
Drake Lance:
A lance with the firepower of a dragon's breathe, in addition to being a typical magical weapon of high quality, it can create bursts of fire from the blade.
The lance is often sheathed over his back.
Dragon Slayer:
A sword that can cut through various tough materials, including weaker swords and most (but not all) of an average dragon's scales, the blade is also very cold to the touch, so much so that contact with the blade can freeze cells or water, and it can extinguish flames. The dragon slayer is kept at his left side, on his hip in its respected scabbard.
Magic:
Being infused with dragon's blood, he cannot age, or be burned by flames. Additionally, his body is incredibly resilient, he can take a great beating, tank great forms of blunt force without breaking a bone, and has tough skin that can crack weak blades, even stronger blades won't cut or stab as deep wounds as it would against normal flesh.
He can 'heal' much faster then the average mortal, with wounds that would take a normal human to naturally heal in a month he can heal in only a week.
This also makes him much stronger and faster then the average mortal, he can lift up to a ton of weight and can move as fast as a cheetah.
His glowing eyes allow him to see in pitch darkness as a bonus, and he has a great sense of smell.
