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Name: Draxis Felwind
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Age(20 and up): 26
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Rank: Knight Sergeant 

Personality: Draxis is, at times, a gentle man, a kind man, and a generous man. But in the heat of battle, he is vicious and unapologetic. He is night and day when it comes to protecting his countrymen. Sweet to his brother-in-arms, but a beast when protecting them.

Bio: Draxis was born into nobility, afforded a good education and the best military training as a young man. He was taught to be proud of his heritage and to be proud of all the men and women who had laid their lives down in order for there to be lasting peace. Draxis spent 
much of his life after his 18th birthday working to prove himself to the Knights of Dawn that he wasn't just a privileged noble brat, trying to prove that he deserved to be among their ranks. He fought outside the walls with the Knight-Corporals and Knight-Sergeants, defending his countrymen from the great beasts that would regularly assault the walls of his home city. Draxis rode into combat as he rose through the ranks, proving his might to his superiors through repeated victories, until his first, and most devastating defeat. He suffered a great loss as he was leading his team into battle against a group of ogres that threatened to destroy the wall if he didn't intervene. Draxis knew this would be dangerous, but he also knew that if there was a breach in the wall, all manner or beast could invade the small town he was stationed in at the time. He decided to bring his team directly into the field to handle the problem, disregarding how inexperienced many of the Templars under him were. The walls were painted with blood by the end of the week and Draxis was the sole survivor on both sides of the skirmish, finding himself atop a pile of ogre corpses and the bodies of his fallen brothers and sisters in arms.

Draxis bore this shame and this defeat on his shoulders until he was promoted from Knight-Corporal to Knight-Sergeant. It was an event that was never forgotten by any in the ranks of the Knight of Dawn, a massacre that earned him respect, and admiration from some, but also earned him a certain reputation for being foolhardy. His might was not questioned, but his strategies and his ability to lead were often brought into question. Draxis was broken, but he had not given up on his belief in mankind and in the peace with the elves and dwarves. He still carries the weight of the loss on his shoulders, using it to embolden him in the face of danger and grant him the will to protect his brethren. Draxis continued to prove himself to his superiors by adapting his leadership style and his approach to training with the lower ranked members.

Weapons: Primary: Blade of Radiant Dawn
         Secondary: Bulwark of Justice
         Tertiary: Scabbard of the Blade of Radiant Dawn
Magic: Geomancy - Mainly creating and rebuilding walls with the. He uses this power to protect cities and in a more likely situation, to protect his allies.
Other: He only has a tie to his family's ancient history set in stone at the end of the first era. There were tales that the first to take the name Draxis Felwind, died in battle and came to be known as a warning in his family. The body was never found, but legend speak of a terrifying undead.

 "HOLD THE LINE!"
Draxis lifted his shield up to deflect the incoming blow form an ogres club. The resulting crash and thud of the 
club with the earth to the left of Draxis shook his balance, causing him to stumble back a few feet even though he had parried the attack. He gritted his teeth as he heard the wails of ogres in pain from the attacks of his Templar, and the cries of his own men suffering mortal wounds from crude weapons wielded by the ogres. 

"Sir Draxis, We cannot win, We must retreat to within the city, funnel them into the streets to protect our men!" A voice yelled to him from behind him.

Draxis glared back at the young Templar and shouted back. "No. We fight here. We cannot risk them hurting the citizens, the wall cannot fall." He was determined to keep innocent casualties to a minimum. Even if he had to sacrifice himself to keep the walls standing, he would, but there were so many ogres. Draxis knew this was a problem, normally the ogres came in packs of two or three, never more. But this was more than a dozen at once, as if they were forced to march together by some dark force. 

'This isn't normal. They should be at each others throats, not working together to fight us. What is causing this...'

The battle raged on, and more of his men had fallen, and more of the soldiers aiding him died in their attempts to fend off the great beasts. It looked bleak, but Draxis needed to push on, he needed to fight on and defend his countrymen. Beads of sweat formed on his brow as it seemed like an eternity passed in just seconds. Blood splattered on his blade and his armor, his face covered in mud. Draxis ached everywhere, feeling as though his body was about to give up after four days of constant fighting. There needed to be an end. This needed to me his victory.


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