[b]Name:[/b] Ythreïn Methreon
[b]Age:[/b] 27
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Race:[/b] Dragon-reborn
Rather than having inherited the power of a dragon through blood, Ythreïn was ‘reborn’ with the dragon’s power coursing through his veins. This happens when he pledges his life to an Elder Dragon when you’re at the edge of dead.

[b]Side:[/b] Dark
[b]Titles:[/b] Son of Fire. Immolator. Knight of Dragons.

[b]Appearance:[/b]
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[b]Weapons:[/b]
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Valermos. The sword of fire. It started out as an average blade, many centuries ago. Wielded by a Methreon before they were a noble house. This seemingly random soldier struck down a demon from hell. This, traditionally enchants the blade with Demon Slayer Magic. Making it very resistant to fire. Thus the young, Unknown Soldier marched on. Encountering other demons, he struck those down too. At the end, he slain 5 demons, for which he was rewarded for. He got his own farm. From there on, the legend of Valermos began. It became a tradition that every Methreon would pick up his father’s sword at some point, and slay a demon from hell with it. Adding to its power.

After he lost his battle with the Elder Dragon of Destruction, Valermos was reforged. The fire resistant magic was scorched away. Instead, Sol’Tuin inscribed the blade with powerful runes. Granting the wielder of Valermos the power over Dragonflames.
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[b]Abilities:[/b]
[i]Dragonflames[/i] - With the power from his sword, Ythreïn can summon forth balls, waves or other forms of dragonflames. Which are much harder to exstinguish and burn at a far higher temperature

[i]Young lord of Dragons[/i] - as dragon-reborn, Ythreïn has a certain authority over younglings or adolescent dragons. Even though they are fickle in nature sometimes, Ythreïn can force them back in line. Just don’t be surprised if they eat a few allies just because they are hungry. He is often accompanied by 2 youngling dragons, whom are the size of big dogs. They are wingless, have red scales and look very much like oversized lizards. But don’t be fooled. These creatures bite like rabid dogs or breath fire  to kill Ythreïn’s enemies.

[i]Hellscape[/i] - Ythreïn’s very presence feels like a bright bonfire walking around. The air around him can become extremely hot. The ground gets scorched and burned. Soil dries up and dry shrubs might catch fire if he remains at one point for too long.

[b]Talents[/b]
[i]Extraordinary swordsman[/i] - Taught by both his family and Sol'Tuin, Ythreïn is an exceptionally rutheless swordsman. Wielding Valermos he can easily cut down rows of enemies, and likes doing so.

[b]Personality:[/b]
Destruction given flesh. Ythreïn wants nothing more than to destroy and annihilate his targets. Be it a person, an order or a city. He’d march forward, kill and burn for the pure delight. He enjoys a good fight though. He just likes killing, burning and destroying more. Hot tempered sometimes. He can lash out towards those of equal rank. He is very much like fire, in the sense that he will obey those who he sees ‘strong’ enough to command him.

[b]Biography:[/b] Born from a small but prestigious family. As second son, he could never hold land. As those would go to his older brother. Instead he was trained to become a knight, so one day he may become part of the Kingsguard. As is tradition, he set forwarth to kill a demon at the age of 21. Wielding the sword his father granted him. Ythreïn encountered a village that was complaining about fiery fiend killing and burning. Coming from the hills. They, however, forgot to mention that this particular fiend had wings. Ythreïn marched onto the stone peaks. Where Sol'Tuin quikcly encountered him. The Elder Dragon quickly beat the young knight to an inche of his life. As blood poured from his chest, the dragon made him an offer. Die alone. Never to be found again. With the blade of his family lost. Or be reborn as something stronger. Better.

Ythreïn, naïve as he was, agreed to live. Sol'Tuin cut himself in the front paw and let some blood seep into one of Ythreïn's wounds. Then he breath devestating fires of him. Sol'Tuin's blood protected him from the worst of the flames. But the wounds were quickly catherized. Sol'Tuin's blood invaded Ythreïn's entire body. Fueling a deep human desire to destroy and letting it lose. Thus was the Knight of Dragons born. The last blessing Sol'Tuin gave Ythreïn was reforging his blade. After that, the Elder Dragon fled eastwards. Sensing the rise of the Dark Lord. However, he demanded that Ythreïn remained behind. And if the Dark Lord would encounter him, that he was to serve him as he served Sol'Tuin. This had nothing to do with glory or honor though. Sol'Tuin merely hoped that the destructive power within Ythreïn would be enough so the Dark Lord wouldn't go searching for the Elder Dragon.

[b]Extras:[/b] WIP