"Through blood or iron, I will have what was promised."Keregar
Race:Drakken
Age:542
Elements:Fire and Earth
Height:7'3"
Bio:Keregar might be an older Drakkan Lord, but only a fool would call him that to his face. This ancient, venerable warrior was there when they fought across the barren wasteland, east of paradise. He was one of the first to march across the Great Spine and fight the Anathos. Keregar was already a Drakkan of repute before the war. His axe and sword had claimed the lives of Drakkan and other beasts alike. As a Lord, Keregar was both a proud hunter and warrior. With every victory of his kin, he let him tattoo himself. Marking his victories. When the rumors spread of Toran, Keregar was one of the first to join him. Not despite the warnings, but because of them. Together with his king, he crossed the Great Spine. He was part of the most progressive and adventurous Drakkan known.
But at the same time, he was also the most ferocious and blood thirsty. With axe and sword he spilled the blood of the Anathos. He send the ground against them and scorched their eyes out. Keregar was a cruel fighter. Merciless and vicious, many Anathos died under his boots. Literally. For after the last battle, he marched those same, blood drenched boots through the throne room. Staining the carpet and the Geminites’ pride. His body was covered with fresh scars, making him even uglier than he already was. Like a mutt, his long, white hair was matted and tangled. The only ornaments he wore were the golden bands around his horns. In one hand he held chains, in another his sword. Blood or women, he would have either one. With a smile on his face as Toran spoke. When King Nixus relented, Keregar took his bride. When her family tried to fight him, he slammed the tip of his blade into the ground. Breaking the tiles below. He would leave with blood or a daughter. Chained and thrown over his shoulder, the Gem was carried out of the throne room. Never to see her family again. She was not the last to be carried off by dangerous Drakkan Lord.
Keregar loved women like himself. With a fiery temper or rock hard stubborness. However, these traits often meant that they suffered even more than the average Gem. He thought he could break them and make them like the Drakkan. But his wives often died, forcing him to march towards the Geminite Court again and again. Once, however, something peculiar caught his eye. A Geminite as beautiful as Sapphire. But equally fragile. Keregar would have her and even fought a fellow Drakkan over her. Elidia she was called. Unlike his other wives, Keregar did not carry her off in chains. The fragile Gem walked beside him. To the surprise of many, Keregar was growing soft. He permitted her more freedom than his other wives. In fact, in his castle he allowed her to make a garden. A feat thought to be impossible in the harsh lands of the Drakkan. But Elidia succeeded through her earth magic and endless devotion. Green grass broke through the grey ashes. Jagged rocks were covered in moss. It was an oasis of paradise within four walls. Elidia fared better than his other wives. But she too succumbed to the harsh lands. Her death, however, broke Keregar. The softened Drakkan plunged himself in the one thing he knew best: fighting. It is said he mourned Elidia for half a century and Keregar’s eldest sons always have to correct people. It did not last half a century, it lasted a full one. After that, he never loved any wife again. Elidia’s garden went untended. The Drakkan spirit crawled into the plants. Thorns and weed now rule the wild, green place. A scar upon Keregar’s fortress. But also a memory of happier times.
Keregar fathered 7 sons. Two before Elidia, who were strong and mature when their new mother came in their lives. Both are fierce warriors, grown up with the fresh stories and proof of the Anathos’ existence. The other five were born much later. While Drakkan and the blood of Keregar, their horns are smaller and their ashen skin was getting more colorful. They are slightly more Geminite than their elder brothers. The last two especially have quite a bit of Geminite influence, as they even have an imbalance in elemental magic. One element within them is much stronger than the other. While he does not hate his youngest five children, Keregar looks at his first two with pure pride.
Today, Keregar supports his king and crown prince. He has not been blind during his visits to the Geminite Court. Defiance is growing, this he knows. He believes that an even greater demand of women will put them back in line. If not, the blood spilled will.
Other:None yet (might give him a mount or something)
Adult Content Preference:I'm down for anything over PM.
