[hider] [u][b]Character sheet[/b][/u] [b]Quote:[/b] "[i]From pain grows strength[/i]" [b]Name:[/b] Oron Varaleth [b]Age:[/b] 75 [b]Species:[/b] Descended [b]Blood%:[/b] 40 Oro, 40 Nayu, 20 Seraphim [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Sex Preference:[/b] Hetero, [b]Height:[/b] 6'9 [b]Weight:[/b] 343 pounds [b]Physical appearance:[/b] [hider=appearance][img] https://67.media.tumblr.com/1aa40ed977de03fb18350964455ffb4e/tumblr_ny6s5lmg0b1ts8jcso1_500.png [/img][/hider] [b]Apparel:[/b] Bracers, belt and shoulder guard [b]Vehicle:[/b] [b]Personality:[/b] He is a hard and stubborn man, not one for many words. How ever if he feels strongly about an opinion he will make it heard. [b]Occupation:[/b] Mercenary/ Jungle tour guide. [b]Faction:[/b] Therosi (light affiliation) [b]Pet:[/b][hider=Pet details] [hider=image][img]http://static1.1.sqspcdn.com/static/f/338427/3545810/1247119766003/rumble.jpg?token=qTZggdO%2FawhvKc4OpbmGWsqOaM8%3D[/img][/hider][indent]Name- Daggort 'Gort' Height- 38inches Weight- 280 pounds Age- 30 Sex- Male Personality- LAZY! Equipment - Abilities/Powers- [list] [*]Health regen. (Fast healing) [*]Heigtened senses.[/list][/indent][/hider] [b]Adv. App:[/b] N/A [b]Family:[/b][hider][hr]Father: Ashcirh (Nayu) ex Dolofon assassin, now hunter. [hider=Image][img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/ef8be0d6ee9f99baa51b14c9104b14c5/tumblr_mkqlpp9Xgi1s7x60do1_1280.jpg [/img][/hider] Mother: Nowyn (Oro) Dragon tamer [hider=Image][img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/0c/e1/d7/0ce1d7b0dc3f3dbb72a74823677ed36e.jpg[/img][/hider][hr][/hider] [b]Exp:[/b] He learnt hunting and stealth from from his father in his early to young adult years. He picked up some dragon tamer/trainer skills from his mother but is far from experienced. He has heavy guard experience, even some Royal guard training. There he learnt patience and combat and tactics. His dark years of wandering the wilderness and travelling from town to town made him stronger as all his previous life training (guard/hunter/tamer) fell together and evolved into something more. Survival skills. That's when he was forced to hone his abilities. There were a few years of pit fighting where he mixed his abilities with actual combat before he found a more lucrative use for his skills, escorting the weak and fragile through the harsh jungles of Nero. [b]Abilities/Powers:[/b] [list] [*][u]Rock hard hide:[/u] He has skin to match his home towns name. As he grew older it became more solid and dense, each injury and hardship only fortifying its strength. [*][u]Strength boost:[/u] His Oro blood runs strong with dragon heritage and from birth he was gifted with immense strength. [*][u]Soul sense:[/u] As one might see people's and creatures auras, Oron can feel them. He can tell if someone is hiding nearby. He can sense hostility even if the person is hiding it. This gives him a sixth sense when in combat, giving him an edge on reaction time, anticipating attacks. He never realised he had or was using this ability until he was forced to rely on it surviving in the jungles on his own. Once he understood how it worked with creatures he then developed it and brought it into combat. [*][u]Blood Coalescence:[/u]Currently still undiscovered this ties in with blood consumption (which he has been keeping at bay with an appetite for raw meat.) and will boost or give benefits of the bloodline he consumes.[/list] [b]Weapons:[/b] His heavy hammers [b]History:[/b] Born in Gaia, Onyx. An only child to well off parents. His father a Nayu and once an important member amongst the Dolofon faction, transferred his skills to became a hunter after falling in love with a great renown Oro dragon tamer. So renown was she that she was recruited in the training of the Niscent family. That is how Azerus first met young queen Allo. That was long before she had developed into the stunning woman she is today but already she was the most beautiful thing Azerus had ever seen and he quickly became infatuated. That was the day his plans for the future completely changed. No longer was he happy to just become a respectable hunter. Despite the loathing disdain and silent historical feud between Azerus's and Allo's farther, because of Azerus natural physical talent for combat he was granted a short tutorage into the path of a guard. If he wanted to one day take the hand of a Royal guards daughter he figured he would need the respect of such a title. Azerus later moved to Pearl to join the guards. Here he did well and showed great promise but in the prime of his career he was hit by news of his fathers death. A murder. At this time Allo had also now become queen and no matter his position would forevermore be out of his reach. His life, purpose and direction we're all suddenly torn from him. Heart broken, alone, and lost, vengeance overwhelmed him and his duties fell to the side. He gave up on perusing Allo, he gave up on his oaths as a guard and after time he too even eventually gave up on finding his fathers killer. After many years of wondering Azerus eventually made a new home. Now at Twighlight were his aptitude for violence and pent up hatred is appreciated in his roll as a tour guide for Nero's jungles. [b]Trivia:[/b] His father was assassinated by some of his old friends after refusing to use his position and advantages to kill young Allo. Believing in the superiority of dragons he does the odd job for the Therosi but isn't an active member. Punishment for his actions against Gaia, his failure to uphold his duty, the endangering of citizens of the kingdom and speaking out of term towards the new queen, was the public shameful removal of his horns and wings. Stripping his ties to true dragons that the Oro hold so dear. Oron does not know of his Seraphim blood. [/hider]