Took me awhile to get the hang of formatting... Also got a little too involved in the backstory. So much for brief. I hope this is okay. Still need to find an unmasked/unarmored pic. I’ll update when I make up my mind.

Edit: Added unarmored pic and reduced his rank to Copper.

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[b]Name:[/b] Mercutio 

[b]Race:[/b] Dracolvian 
[b]Class:[/b] Onion Lancer
[b]Rank:[/b] Copper
[b]Affinities:[/b] Water & Wind

[b]Strength:[/b] Average
[b]Intelligence:[/b] Low
[b]Agility:[/b] High
[b]Dexterity:[/b] Excellent
[b]Constitution:[/b] Low
[b]Resilience:[/b] Average

[b]Brief Backstory:[/b] [hider=Secret History]He hails from The Hurricane Hills, a distant peninsula in the southwest that is home to a small Dracolvian community. It is here where the finest Dragoon Lancers are forged by harsh storms and even harsher masters. Becoming a Dragoon Lancer is a high honor in Dracolvian society, but he did not view it as such. To the young lizard, it felt like a regular job forced upon him for the sake of family reputation. So while he developed a natural talent as a Lancer, his jokester attitude showed lack of ambition. The masters did not think fondly of his ideals, and decided to teach him a lesson for desecrating their institution.

The masters sent him out to sea for a ‘special’ mission, and unbeknownst to him, was set for a course towards a violent sea storm. By the grace of the Winged Starlights, he somehow survived. Mercutio was rescued by a ship of self-proclaimed Poet Pirates. However, he sustained a concussion that gravely affected his memory...[/hider]

Mercutio sailed with the vivacious Poet Pirates for as long as he can remember. Unfortunately, the dracolvian has no recollection of his past. Heavily influenced by the swashbuckling life at sea, he reinvented himself as a spear and net fighting adventurer. His time with the Poet Pirates eventually came to an end when Captain Consonance married a bard he’d secretly been dating. Overwhelmed with love, he decided to live happily ever after with her, disbanding the group, who all decided it was time to go about their separate ways.  

Mercutio was sad about this sudden development. He thought their adventures were far from over, but the crew was old and weary. Truthfully speaking, they were looking for any excuse to retire from the pirate lifestyle (they were poets after all) but Mercutio’s story needed to continue. He needed to reclaim his past and find peace from it. Deep down inside he refused to confront this mysterious truth head on, but he obliged anyways. 

What else was he going to do?

Mercutio said his goodbyes to the Poet Pirates on Captain Consonance’s wedding night, and set out on the open road the following morning (well, technically, the following evening, after he’d fully recover from partying). Alas, another adventure awaited him, but this time he’d do it alone. 

The tasked proved to be difficult.  

For starters, the name Mercutio didn’t come up on any dracolvian nesting registry. His non-traditional armor and weapons weren’t of high repute, and was even ridiculed for its comical design. Mercutio became a known laughing stock in the dracolvian communities as the [i]Onion Lancer[/i], a title which he proudly wears for some odd reason. After running into several dead ends, he eventually gave up. Alone and feeling empty inside, Mercutio continued to wander around in solitude. Then, he stumbled upon a beaten path, one that would lead him to a newfound purpose in life: The Adventure Guild. 
   
[b]Weapons:[/b] Halcyon’s Trident & The Kraken’s Net. 

[b]Abilities:[/b] Mercutio has the natural ability of a Lancer, fine-tuned through years of spearfishing and swashbuckling duels. He’s agile in most terrain, and amazingly accurate with the tools he uses. Mercutio credits the Sea Maiden Godling (a sailor’s myth he encountered in a dream before the Poets rescued him) for his affinity with wind and water. Usage of these elements is fairly limited. They allow him to jump high with controlled landings, and he can even speed dash in water, or on its surface, for very short distances.  

He’s nowhere close to mastering or understanding these abilities, and often mistakes his attunement to them with his own natural instincts. Therefore, he believes these are inherent abilities, not some ‘hocus pocus haux-us’ as he calls it. 

His armor was made by Poet Pirate Anaphora, a dwarf smith who modeled its design after The Legendary Sea Dragon Knight, a mythic hero among island dwarves.

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