Name: Bjolfur Valbergsson
Age: 1,000 years old
Gender: Male
Appearance: Bjolfur is a red dragon three stories long and tall from head to tail and 30ft wide. Scales like that of chainmail that cover his entire body is the color of blood. His rows of razor sharp that dot his gaping maw are like a sharks'. Fire spews from his mouth, his mere breath like the inner crucible of a furnace. His eyes are slit like that of a snake, eyes that show fire and brimstone and a barely contained passion. His curved head is crested with needle like spines that extend from his long yet muscular ophidian neck all the way to his broad, rippling shoulders and back like that of a gorilla. His pair of 2 large bat wings laced together with thick leather and scales with small claws at the top of each wing. His long twisting prehensile tail is barbed with venomous spikes. The massive tonnage of his body is supported by 4 massive tree trunk like legs, ending in feet with bear-like claws.
World of Origin: Original (Similar to Earth but with more Nordic Fantasy Elements, hails from Iceland)
Personality: Bjolfur is a hot head in both a literal and metaphorical sense. He is prone to fits of anger and is very prideful, but can also be respectful to those whose hearts beat like that of a warrior. Bjolfur is a beast of strength and pride above all else, preferring the most direct if often the most violent ways of solving his problems. To him, the will to power is everything, either you are strong or you are weak, either the wolf or the sheep. While he is slow to make friends, those who earn his respect have his upmost loyalty that does not falter. Even if he is destined to die in battle, he wouldn't have it any other way. Bjolfur enjoys the thrill and acceleration of combat and conflict, almost never turning down a challenge. When not in a battle frenzy, he prefers to craft jewelry and decorations made from the finest gold's and jewels and appreciates those who do similar work with gusto. Those who insult or emasculates him rarely live to tell the tale.
History: Bjolfur Valbergsson was born a red dragon in a lonely mountain, abandoned as an egg in a nest made of gold. Everything he learned he learned by himself, how to fly, how to hunt, and how to craft stone walls and trinkets from his treasure hoard. His life had not changed much since his inception, hunting cattle, burning down a village or two and taking the treasures to his personal mountain lair. Fast Forward 1,000 years into the modern age. One day as Bjolfur sat upon his vast horde of gold chewing on some poor cow, he discovered something new to himself and what few dragons ever experience; ambition. Specifically, the ambition to do something greater. It was then that he realized that he wanted to live on in legend, to be remembered by all the world till the end of time, and to bask in the glory of it all. The dragon had found a new mountain to climb, a new goal to achieve. Thus his journey began. His idea; to find the strongest warrior, challenge them to a duel, and either win or die trying, which is still a win for him because either way, he will be remembered.
Abilities:
Super Strength: Can lift several story tall buildings and crush tanks
Super Speed: Can run up to 120mph on land and can fly fast enough to catch up to jet fighters
Super Durability: Can survive and withstand hundreds of tons of pressure and can do arduous activities for hours
Flame Breath: Can breath white hot fire that can melt through almost any metal
Wing Beats: Just by flapping his wings he can create hurricane force winds
Claws and Teeth: Can cut or chew through most alloys and thick hides
Dragon Scales: A type of dermal armor that is nigh invulnerable to most forms of attacks
Fire Immunity: Can survive any form of heat, no matter how hot, even when tossed into molten magma
Telescopic Eyes: His snake like eyes can see clearly dozens of miles away and can use infravision
Poison Tail: Has a long spiked tail that can inject a deadly toxin analogous to Black Mamba Venom into whatever is scratched by it
Toxin Immunity: Is immune to any sort of poisons, toxins or venom
Ancient: Can live for thousands of years
Snake Tongue: Can be used to smell and track for miles
Weaknesses: Extreme Cold
Needs to eat, breath and sleep
Focused fire on a single scale over a period of time can degrade it, making an opening.
Highly Vulnerable to Magical Attacks, especially Electricity, which can peel off his scales