Think I'll partake in this.
Name: Menkar
Age: 2677 (Because Manakete are ancient bastards)
Hair:
Dark cyan hair. Messy, unkempt, and shoulder length, but a clean shaved face.
Gender: Male
Appearance: Irises are a deep crimson and he has black slits for pupils. Wears a loosely wrapped red cape, and a tight fitting sleeveless black shirt, with holes in the back where his dark cyan wings protrude. Has pointy Manakete ears, but the tip of his left ear is missing. Wears a simple gold earring on his left ear, and simple brown pants and boots. Walks with a cane, but clearly doesn't need it, as his posture is very good. Around his neck, he wears a simple necklace with nothing but a large dragon fang on it. Despite his age, he looks to be in his 20's.
Personality: Menkar has seen many battles, and as such, always keeps a militaristic discipline and alertness about him. Occasionally cracks a good joke, but never laughs at it. Distances himself from other people, and rarely talks to others outside of battle. Underneath this serious attitude of his is a strong feeling of loneliness, one he refuses to remedy, for reasons that will be disclosed below. He's willing only to befriend other Manaketes, but otherwise tries to keep to himself.
History: Menkar is a Manakete. One who has seen empires rise and fall. Seen babies grow old and die. Made friends only to lose them to the flow of time. When he was young and foolish, he spent much of his time with humans. Making friends and interacting with many. He even married a human. A beautiful woman by the name of Eliza. They bore a child, a half manakete, half human daughter, and all three were happy. But all too quickly, Eliza grew old and sick, and passed away. Menkar lived alone with his hybrid daughter, Lyara, but she was only half manakete, and as such, was still vulnerable to the flow of time. She lived to be 923 before she passed away, leaving Menkar all alone. Deciding that forming bonds with humans would be too short lived and grief striking to be worth the benefit. Menkar left the city he lived in and lived alone on a mountain for nearly a hundred years. But the loneliness became too strong, and he was all but forced to find someone before he went insane. But he couldn't befriend another human, just to watch them die. He needed to find someone with the same curse he had, another manakete. Wars were fought during his search, but they meant nothing to him. What was there to fight for when he couldn't find something to live for. He searched for 150 years before he found someone. A beautiful Manakete by the name of Uram. She was fighting in the war against the Grimleal. Having found someone to live for, he joined her in the war, and they fought side by side. The war went on, and soon victory was close. The upcoming battle would win the war against Grima. Menkar decided that when the battle was over, he'd propose to her. But alas, she was slain in the battle, right before his eyes. He was driven into an incredible rage, felling countless Grimleal before he took a heavy hit from a dark mage. But he survived, somehow, and the war was won. But he had lost everything once again. He took a fang from Uram's dragon corpse, and swore an oath on it. If he couldn't find a reason to live in the next 15 years, to that exact day, August 2nd, he'd plunge the fang into his own heart and kill himself.
Class: Manakete
Items: Dragonstone+
Concoction
Edited a few things after doing a bit more research on the Manaketes.