Fafnir is a surviving mythological being. In his original form, the beast stands (on hind legs) 12 feet in height, 33 feet long (on all fours, most length is in the tail) and a wingspan of 28 feet. The beast has a five horns, blue keeled scales, a long hooked tail, and piercing yellow eyes. Multiple gold and iron studded bands are worn around his horns, arms, upper snout, tail, legs. ankles, wrists, and in a v over his chest, with a small plate on his underbelly embedded with sapphire.

In his usual, sealed form however, he is a 6'5" beige-skinned human with typical Aryan facial features and a muscular build. However he still retains some leaks of his inhuman nature in the form of his reptilian, glowing eyes, a pair of wings and a large, lumbering tail of purple keeled scales and a barbed tip.

His armor is fully plated iron, from head to foot, that fully conceals him. The only parts of him not concealed are his wings and his tail. The armor has various runes carved into it to attune with his Ki, as well as his large 6'0 lance he wields as a weapon.

Wise
Observant
Honorable
Cautious
Thinks more then Speaks
Vengeful
Not-very-Tech-Savy
Stuck in the past

A long fuse, but should that fuse be lit it can lead him into a much more animalistic nature

Fafnir has always been intrigued in mortal culture. He is especially fond of the ideas of warriors and knights, especially after those that had failed to slay him in centuries past. Taking inspiration and wanting to humble himself in a new perspective, the dragon used his ki to seal himself into a weaker, psuedo-mortal form. Since then, he would have periods of roaming the world challenging other warriors or training his skills, or at time hibernate and relax in his lonesome for decades to philosophize or escape from any disasters the world had brought in his days. There were times where he even took the role as a teacher to young warriors that found him and took his fancy. However when earth's magic began to fade in history, Fafnir's activity started to slow down. He had lost motivation to be involved in the world, to fight opponents or teach mortal's his style. The world was changing rapidly, leaving behind the dragon as a fossil of earth's past. Forgotten by time and civilization as what could now be considered a mere myth.

What finally broke him from his melancholy-sleep was the desire to show the world his pride, the earth's roots in such ancient power. To become a nomad and not only reawaken the same thrill he got in battle, but too revive his race's long-gone legacy, was a newborn drive to his existence.

With the exception of being somewhat more nimble Fafnir is not as strong, nor as in tune with his ki in this false image, however he makes up for that weakness with the vast amount of generations he spent honing a finesse with weaponry. His primary tactics use a mixture of Ki power and his trusty lance, one that served him throughout generations.

Fafnir in his humanoid form takes the time to stay mostly defensive and study his opponents carefully, using what energy is necessary to protect himself and keeping the flow of battle steady so that he can conserve the rest for when he feels the opportune moment to unleash it. He often plays to what his opponent offers, even if his foe is weaker then Fafnir, Fafnir rarely goes anything beyond his foe's own level in that case, in the start of that fight. This is for both to take pleasure in the battle itself, but to once again, take time to study his opponent.

If he ever sheds his mortal form however, Fafnir's fighting style is a u-turn from his original style. Without any finesse or weaponry, He relies solely on ki-power and physical capabilities his form offers. Just as the Dragon-Form will often go all out at the very start of his transformation, his instincts become much more of primal fury, at some points even lacking self-control with how carried away his predatory nature takes a hold of him. For this reason he only uses his true-form as a last resort tactic, or if someone really infuriates him.

Worst of worlds: In any situation, Fafnir starts out slow in his sealed form, or goes all out and reckless in his dragon form. It isn't difficult to take advantage of Fafnir at either strategy.

Prideful Vengeance: Despite his worked up tolerance, those that damage his pride can easily tear through his wisdom.

Greed: Fafnir's soft spot is treasure and gold, it is possible to bribe him with a great amount of wealth or something of such materialistic value, or a treasured weapon.

Fafnir is a surviving mythological being. In his original form, the beast stands (on hind legs) 12 feet in height, 33 feet long (on all fours, most length is in the tail) and a wingspan of 28 feet. The beast has a five horns, blue keeled scales, a long hooked tail, and piercing yellow eyes. Multiple gold and iron studded bands are worn around his horns, arms, upper snout, tail, legs. ankles, wrists, and in a v over his chest, with a small plate on his underbelly embedded with sapphire.

In his usual, sealed form however, he is a 6'5" beige-skinned human with typical Aryan facial features and a muscular build. However he still retains some leaks of his inhuman nature in the form of his reptilian, glowing eyes, a pair of wings and a large, lumbering tail of purple keeled scales and a barbed tip.

His armor is fully plated iron, from head to foot, that fully conceals him. The only parts of him not concealed are his wings and his tail. The armor has various runes carved into it to attune with his Ki, as well as his large 6'0 lance he wields as a weapon.

Wise
Observant
Honorable
Cautious
Thinks more then Speaks
Vengeful
Not-very-Tech-Savy
Stuck in the past

A long fuse, but should that fuse be lit it can lead him into a much more animalistic nature

Fafnir has always been intrigued in mortal culture. He is especially fond of the ideas of warriors and knights, especially after those that had failed to slay him in centuries past. Taking inspiration and wanting to humble himself in a new perspective, the dragon used his ki to seal himself into a weaker, psuedo-mortal form. Since then, he would have periods of roaming the world challenging other warriors or training his skills, or at time hibernate and relax in his lonesome for decades to philosophize or escape from any disasters the world had brought in his days. There were times where he even took the role as a teacher to young warriors that found him and took his fancy. However when earth's magic began to fade in history, Fafnir's activity started to slow down. He had lost motivation to be involved in the world, to fight opponents or teach mortal's his style. The world was changing rapidly, leaving behind the dragon as a fossil of earth's past. Forgotten by time and civilization as what could now be considered a mere myth.

What finally broke him from his melancholy-sleep was the desire to show the world his pride, the earth's roots in such ancient power. To become a nomad and not only reawaken the same thrill he got in battle, but too revive his race's long-gone legacy, was a newborn drive to his existence.

With the exception of being somewhat more nimble Fafnir is not as strong, nor as in tune with his ki in this false image, however he makes up for that weakness with the vast amount of generations he spent honing a finesse with weaponry. His primary tactics use a mixture of Ki power and his trusty lance, one that served him throughout generations.

Fafnir in his humanoid form takes the time to stay mostly defensive and study his opponents carefully, using what energy is necessary to protect himself and keeping the flow of battle steady so that he can conserve the rest for when he feels the opportune moment to unleash it. He often plays to what his opponent offers, even if his foe is weaker then Fafnir, Fafnir rarely goes anything beyond his foe's own level in that case, in the start of that fight. This is for both to take pleasure in the battle itself, but to once again, take time to study his opponent.

If he ever sheds his mortal form however, Fafnir's fighting style is a u-turn from his original style. Without any finesse or weaponry, He relies solely on ki-power and physical capabilities his form offers. Just as the Dragon-Form will often go all out at the very start of his transformation, his instincts become much more of primal fury, at some points even lacking self-control with how carried away his predatory nature takes a hold of him. For this reason he only uses his true-form as a last resort tactic, or if someone really infuriates him.

Worst of worlds: In any situation, Fafnir starts out slow in his sealed form, or goes all out and reckless in his dragon form. It isn't difficult to take advantage of Fafnir at either strategy.

Prideful Vengeance: Despite his worked up tolerance, those that damage his pride can easily tear through his wisdom.

Greed: Fafnir's soft spot is treasure and gold, it is possible to bribe him with a great amount of wealth or something of such materialistic value, or a treasured weapon.

It isn't exactly hard to peg Brenda as a Nomad. She definitely has the look of adventure on her face, and on her being. Her face and knuckles are covered in bruises, and she just looks like danger. Brenda definitely stands out with her height alone, she's just huge. She stands at six-three, and is incredibly muscular with three trunk-like arms and legs, washboard abs, and a muscular back. With her short hair styled into an afro of sorts, she looks like a giant tomboy. Course, her feminine features makes it very hard to classify her as purely masculine. She has 40F breasts, and a matching behind. Her hips are wide, and her waist is fairly... fair. Which makes her figure look very good. She looks more like a bodybuilder. Brenda is Afro-Brazilian in terms of ethnicity. She is definitely %100 African in descent, but was born and raised in good old Rio.

■ Passionate.
■ Firey.
■ Justice-Bound.
■ Blunt.
■ Realistic.
■ Short-Term Planning.
■ Not that good at being social.

Brenda was born in the good old city of Rio de Janeiro! However, Brenda had to grow up in the Favela. Which, between the rampant crime and straight up villainy, was not the safest place to be raised in. However, Brenda grew up in a family of Nomads- Er, former Nomads. They kept the fools at bay, and fascinated Brenda in the Nomad lifestyle. However Brenda wasn't the only person who fell in love with the Nomad lifestyle, her younger brother, André, also wanted to become a Nomad. Which is why André picked up MMA. Brenda, however, was more inclined with sports, than martial arts. She loved the sport of football, and played it to death. It's the reason why she got so muscular, and fit, because her passion was football.

Though, she kind of lacked a bit in the social area. She was dangerous blunt, and not too many people took too kindly to it. She eventually got into a few fights (that she lost). Eventually, she got annoyed, but a friend of hers invited her to a boxing lesson, which she gladly accepted. She actually got into boxing... she didn't know what it was about it, but she enjoyed the rush of boxing, rather than kicking a ball. Her ki developed, but Brenda's parents decided to let her in on a little family secret: their family's secret technique. It started out as a manipulation of ki, projecting it into the environment in order to manipulate it. This is known as "Gaia Style," and could work just fine with her boxing.

Brenda herself was impressed with the secret ability of her family... and was annoyed she wasn't told it earlier. Worst of all, her brother was taught it in the meantime, and had almost mastered it with his MMA style... but, André decided to leave Brazil in order to show the world that he's the next best Martial Artist in the world, becoming a Nomad.

This worried Brenda and her family... but, she decided to go after André before he hurt himself (Smelling something fishy about all of this). The only problem was that her family was poor, and she couldn't afford to go on a worldwide adventure.

However, a tournament is conveniently taking place in Rio...

Brenda is a boxer. First picking up the sport as a hobby, then deciding to do it "professionally" (As far as Nomads go, that is). Her ki grew with her with every punch she threw until she became superhuman, and now her punches are deadly, and lightning fast. She gets in close to opponents, and then batters them with her ultra-quick fists. Piercing through their defense over time. Brenda's style is all about closing in on opponents, and staying there any means necessary. All of her attacks are fairly damaging. However, Brenda brings another tool to the table: Earth Manipulation. By using her ki, she can channel it into the Earth around herself, and control it. She mainly uses this control over Earth to infuse her strikes with even more power, but she's working around how to make things work.

Brenda is a monster in her physical realm, but it comes with a lot of weaknesses. For starters, while she can get in close to opponents, a wide variety of her attacks are heavily telegraphed (Say everything but Rock Breaker), and somewhat slow. Which means a quick footed opponent can easily outwit her. Her ranged attacks are limited, and very easy to dodge (They're mostly just there to go the opponent to move). Finally, Brenda is very bad against opponents in the air (I.E fuckers who like to jump), as her options are very limited against them.