Dragan Kendall
Age: 47
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Magic: Minor Goa
Personality
Dragan is a fiercely skilled swordsman with a streak of recklessness. The man craves violence, in a way that confuses even himself. Bits and pieces of memories flutter through his mind when he is left idle and alone for too long, often overwhelming him. The Only in the middle of heated combat can he focus on the here and now.
This erratic and self destructive behavior has only cropped up since his head injury a few days earlier when he was ambushed by a strange assailant from an alleyway close to his own home.
Background
My memory is.. fuzzy. Everything I see is wrong, all the faces do not match the names I remember. Where are you, my friends who delved the darkest tombs. How much has been lost? These questions torment my waking mind as the streets of Lugnicia sprawl out ahead of me. The Bell Knights I remember, they are whom my services are loyal to above all. Lady Maria.. But still these damn visions! In my minds eye there is a city covered in dust and dried blood stretching into the horizon without end. I see the bodies of my companions after something has cut them down and left to fade away into dust.
Dragan is a survivor of many battles, a dedicated combatant with talent and skill when handling a blade. Though it is confusing for him to speak of his past given that after a stranger struck him in the head, all he can remember is his name and the Iron Bell knights. Without any memory of who he was he returned to the Bell headquarters and was given healing magic to ease the many pains his body had suffered. Etched with scars from a hundred confrontations it seems, the knights recognized his name and assured him that this was his place.
Many promised to help recover his memories but deep down, Dragan fears they will never return.
Or that he will not like what he remembers..
Likes
Combat
History
Loyalty
Dislikes
Dishonesty