Name: Arcantas

Race: Dracon (Draconic humanoid with two horns, a tail, no wings, a snout, clawed hands and feet.)

Occupation: Evil Wizard (deals with demonic beings)

Powers: Ability to summon evil beings, powerful attack spells (fireballs, lightning bolts, etc).

Clothing/Equipment: Black magical robes, a magical staff, and an enchanted sacrificial dagger. These have been taken from him in the pit and are currently in a storage bin offsite in the dragon's lair. He currently has a loincloth on. Dracons never use footwear, and the rough surface of the Pit's floor doesn't really bother him too much.

Bio: Born to a noble family in the desert lands of the dracon continent, Arcantas was always interested in power and ways to obtain it. His father was not only a rich landholder, but he had influence in his kingdom's royal court as well as contacts among some of the kingdom's 'darker talents.' Some of these evil mages taught Arcantas from a young age, and when he was old enough, he was accepted into a magical academy which was particularly prestigious as it controversial. No subject of study was off-limits, no matter how dark or dangerous. 

It was at this academy that Arcantas learned the arts of summoning. He graduated near the top of his class as one of the best conjurers the school had ever produced. Not only did he master the complex rites of conjuring fiends from the lower planes, he even wrote an influential treatise on the subject for his thesis. Somewhat oddly, the dragon who runs the prison has a copy of his work, and occasionally meets with Arcantas to discuss magical concerns. He's sent right back to the pit after these meetings, of course. 

More recently, he was caught up in a dynastic power struggle, one where he found himself on the wrong side. After attempting to summon fiends from various planes of hell in support of one of the players, he was captured and sentenced to the pit. Of course, the one who had him sent there was the side he had supported and managed to successfully put into power. Now he wants more than his freedom: he also wants revenge.   

Picture: (He's the orange guy. Yes, he has black robes normally, and he is dressed in this picture, minus a shirt. He wears more in the RP. I'll explain the other guy later. He's not the dragon.)

[img]http://img08.deviantart.net/f83b/i/2015/257/6/4/come_closer____by_aristodes-d99jnjs.jpg[/img]


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Name: Arion 

Race: Red dragon

Occupation: Warden

Powers: Fire breath, flight, experienced with magic, especially with the crafting and enchanting schools.

Clothing: None, save for some magical, dragon-sized jewelry he occasionally uses to boost his power further. 

Bio: Born thousands of years ago on a remote island, Arion currently runs the Pit, a for-profit prison used to hold troublesome mages. He set up powerful anti-magic fields and constructed an army of golems to keep the captives under control. More amoral than immoral, he cares more for wealth, knowledge, and power than for anything else. Slow to anger yet fearsome once enraged, Arion is hardly a stereotypical beast. In fact, he considers his prison to be a service to the world, even if he is known to accept payments without asking questions as to whether or not the prisoners he is sent actually did anything or not. He simply holds the prisoners for as long as he was paid to do so, then lets them go. Or in the case of lifers, keeps them for as long as he is continually paid, or until they die. He is not above killing a rebellious prisoner, but he prefers to keep them alive, so he can continue getting paid.

Size: About fifty feet long from the tip of his snout to the end of his tail, and about thirty feet tall.

[img]http://orig07.deviantart.net/5e1e/f/2014/334/0/c/basileos_the_red_by_noguy-d881sah.jpg[/img]

(Note: I will play some of the living staff of the Pit, but the rest of you can feel free to do so as well.)