Sorry if it's kinda poor, my creativity took a nose-dive today for whatever reason.

[hider=Arrak the Burner]

[hider=Orcish Form][img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/09/16/ed/0916edcebb0a8bdfff59b3e3aaee56d5.jpg[/img][/hider]


[hider=Half-Dragon Form][img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/fd/f8/77/fdf8779fd30571bcd018f519d026a59b.jpg[/img][/hider]


[hider=Dragon Form][img]http://i85.beon.ru/15/35/2333515/69/83960069/e906de0d8631.jpeg[/img][/hider]

[b]Name[/b]: Arrak the Burner

[b]Sex[/b]: Male

[b]Race[/b]: 

Dragon- Though he was not born a dragon, but a half-dragon, half-orc, the Dark God Grimnos chose him as the champion of the Dark Gods and turned him into a fully fledged dragon and now he has three forms, his pure orcish form, his half-dragon form and his full dragon form. Despite all these, he knows is a fully fledged dragon.

[b]Age[/b]: 34

[b]Religion[/b]: 

Grimnos- patron deity of tyranny, war and strategy.
Afgur the Blood King- patron deity of anarchy, destruction and bloodshed(he follows only the latter of the two for Afgur)

[b]Backstory[/b]:

Arrak was born 34 years ago, by two parents who did not seem to want him as they simply left him in the forests as a baby and though could have been the end of him, a large group of orcish raiders found the little half-orc/half-dragon baby and for whatever, instead of putting it out of it's misery, they decided to raise him as some sort of mascot of theirs, of course he would still take part in raids as such as soon as he could hold a weapon in his hand for more than 3 seconds.

And Arrak seemed to thrive with a such a job, mostly helped by his half-dragon from, which made him much more deadly than a regular orc. And as the years passed, the less his raiders treated him like a mascot and more like a comrade, resulting by the time he reached 20 years of age for the raiders to treat him like a brother both in combat and outside it, this was the closest that Arrak had come to have a true family.

However, for Arrak, life was becoming mundane with most days being the same, either they did nothing, or launched the occasional raid on a defenseless village with nobody to oppose them, it had become quite boring. And though he loved everyone, including their chief, as brothers, he decided that there needed to be a change in leadership in their raiding clan and so, he challenged the chief of his clan to a duel. The chief may have been quite old, but he was still one of the strongest orcs in this raiding clan, so the fight would not be easy... or so everyone else thought.

The duel lasted less than half a minute. The chief charged towards Arrak, but Arrak did not move one finger, instead, he opened his maw and breathed flames on the chief, burning him to ashes in only a few seconds. For a few moments, the onlookers were mute, they stared at what was supposed to have been a duel in disbelief... then they all roared in support of their new chief, Arrak the Burner.

Though soon, it was proven that Arrak would have deserved the nickname of Arrak the Savage for the boldness and the savagery of his attacks. Nobody would be spared from his bloody raids, humans, elves, samothaurs or even orcs, all of them suffered the same fate. A few special ones would be given the option to either die or join them in their bloody raids on everyone else and as one could imagine that did not sit well with a lot of people... or rather with anyone for that matter.

However his raids did not attract the attention of only mortal beings, but of a few certain immortal ones as well, though not ones a normal mortal might like to interact withwith. The first figure was a large one, clad in a imposing armor and with a stern look on his face.

The being introduced itself as Grimnos and - without taking Arrak's opinion - named him his champion. Now, Grimnos told him that he would bless both his mind and his body to be like none other. And while felt his mind grow sharper and his thoughts more organized, his body did not feel any different at all, until Grimnos himself said that in order for him to be better able to subdue his enemies, he turned him into a full dragon. However, as a final warning, the armor-clad god warned him that there would be consequences for these powers, though whatever those would be, the deity vanished before Arrak could find out.

Arrak did not even have time to sigh in relief, before a second being appeared. This one fit the textbook definition of a barbarian, a large muscular brute covered in blood and sporting quite the large and sadistic smile on his face. He - again, without taking Arrak's opinion in mind - named him his favored one, instead of his champion, since he already had become the champion of another Dark God. This god's name was Afgur the Blood King and somewhat true to his name, the blessings he received from the Blood King, allowed to spill him much more blood, namely, his body was strengthened nearly to point of the limits of his body.

The dark god Afgur offered him one last piece of info. The sole being that might be able to threaten his future rule of the world, Htraknu, a incredibly powerful dragon with something of a cult following. And on that point, the Blood King, vanished in thin air and his vision ended abruptly. At first, he was momentarily confused, he was not sure whether what happened was real or simply a hallucination... at least for a moment, before he turned into a large black dragon


[b]Motivation[/b]:

The Dark God Afgur told him that Htraknu was one of the obstacles that would prevent him from taking over the world and ruling it with an iron claw. That meant that this prideful dragon had to be taken down from his pedestal, even if it meant that he had to temporarily team up with other people.

[b]Magic[/b]:

Dragonflame: As a true dragon now, he can with ease breathe flames that are capable of melting even metal.

Conjure Armor: Though rather a odd spell, this spell allows him to conjure himself a set of plate armor for a few hours to protect himself from any enemy attacks.

[b]Skills/Strengths[/b]:

Blessing of the Body: Arrak is very strong physically, even for an orc and with the strength he received from Afgur as a blessing, he is even more so, much over most humans, elves or most orcs.

Blessing of the Mind: While Afgur blessed his body, Grimnos on the other hand blessed his mind, making him something of a charismatic genius.

[b]Weaknesses[/b]: 

If dragons were considered to be prideful and egotistic, then they have nothing on Arrak, upon receiving his gifts from the Dark Gods, he became very prideful, thinking the world deserves to bow before him. This has not earned him many friends outside of his raider band.

Unspecified consequences for his blessings.

[b]Gear[/b]: Other than the sword of the previous chieftan(in his orc form picture) he has nothing with him as any actual armor would be lost upon transformation.

[b]Other[/b]: Nope, nothing here.

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