[hider=Droka] Name: Droka Age: 124 Gender: Male Dragon Appearance: [img]https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcT7nFv4BspB_Q5WC1ZFMHuNKo-v02XAK6pvrw&usqp=CAU[/img] A relatively small dragon, Droka is only 8' tall with a 31' wingspan. While part of this is due to his relatively young age, the sad truth of the matter is that he was always somewhat of a runt when it came to his kind. Covered in beautiful obsidian scales that reflect light with a beautiful sheen to them, it is a point of pride for Droka that if he decides to sit down and stay very still for an extended period of time that he can (and has) been mistaken for an awe-inspiring piece of sculpture. There is a frill that travels from the top of his head to the tip of his tail that takes on a deep red color, contrasting beautifully with his black scales. His eyes are black, a fact that often causes them to blend in with his scales and makes them hard for others to see or figure out what Droka is truly focusing on at a given moment. Human Appearance: [img]https://p4.wallpaperbetter.com/wallpaper/471/215/604/adult-beanie-beard-black-and-white-wallpaper-preview.jpg[/img] Droke's human form is rarely seen by the naked eye these days. He looks like a somewhat older gentleman who has lived a life of not only having to make hard decisions and sacrifices, but who has also had plenty of time to consider the larger, daunting questions of life as well. It does still occasionally see use since, much like beggars and the mentally ill, few actively [i]want[/i] to see him. [img]https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/d1ae1a15-0276-4e97-9692-bfe5fbed6b28/d200pjc-07488abc-b052-4b39-8068-2af5bc011e97.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcL2QxYWUxYTE1LTAyNzYtNGU5Ny05NjkyLWJmZTVmYmVkNmIyOFwvZDIwMHBqYy0wNzQ4OGFiYy1iMDUyLTRiMzktODA2OC0yYWY1YmMwMTFlOTcuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.9rvZwknubXxErSZx1mqviXpMDriTvIfy8ovRVb4sboI[/img] His preferred 'humanoid' form is the hybrid illusion that he has crafted for himself and uses in relation to his cult. Physically speaking by human standards he would be flawless and beautiful... however, 'human' standards go out the window due to the presence of his dragonic additions; The horns on his head that at a [i]glance[/i] appear just to be hair sticking up, his clawed hands and the various scales that run along his body. While the effect is clearly inhuman, it still presents a majestic and awe inspiring visage. Personality Traits: Cunning, Manipulative, Long Seeing, Survivalist, Devote, Romantic, Prideful Magic/Abilities: A breather of fire and able to fly in his dragon form, Droka's real strengths as far as magic goes lays in illusions and rituals. While his illusionary magic tends to be more complex and powerful when he is in dragon form, he finds the enhanced ability to refine the details of ritual circles and runes that his humanoid form offers him to be a great boon. History: The dragon race was dying. It was a slow death that would take the course of generations to finally come about, but it was a death that was coming all the same. The signs were their and Droka's parents ensured that their son saw them and understood what they meant; Each generation less dragons were born and thus there would be less dragons to create a new generation to follow after them. The fact that there were more male dragons then female in his home region made it difficult to ignore the issue as the young drake matured and discussions turned to him making a family of his own. Exactly why this was happening wasn't that well understood either. Some pointed to there being less of their numbers while others suggested that the ascension of humanity and their push back against magic and nature that was somehow the root of the problem. Regardless, the Masque was clearly not offering a long term solution and appeared content to continue the current state of affairs until there were no dragons left to govern. So Droka spent a lot of his youth thinking of the issues facing his kind and what might be done to solve them. Aware that he was still a child in the eyes of his people, he offered his elders the respect they believed they were due and asked them for their wisdom and guidance about the world and what path he might walk in it, rarely reveling his actual thoughts while they were still in development. When he finally reached adulthood, he left his family behind as expected; He did not however, join in the fight to find a mate and make a family of his own through. Instead he traveled north to Nihn to set the groundwork for his grand design. Slipping into one of the oldest settlements of the region, Droka quickly claimed one of the abandoned manors of the upper crust that had moved to the recently finished capital of Jorgun and got to work prepping the stage for his entrance into the society of the kingdom itself. He would spend decades exploring and learning about Nihn and its culture in order to tailor his approach to best win over the locals. When the time was deemed right, the building he had claimed for his plans exploded in a destructive surge of incredible magical power that was heard and seen all throughout the settlement, through the damage itself was limited solely to the estate in question. When the locals came to investigate the wreckage and what caused it, they discovered Droka in a strange humanoid form... and he had quite the story to tell. He spoke of a simple hedge wizard who started to have visions of rituals and rites that were complex and unknown and beautiful to behold. Of a trance like state as he followed these visions to a location where they claimed the resources he needed could be found. Of the dazed like state in which he completed the final rune and triggered the surge of magic that ascended him beyond his former frail humanity and turned him into something far greater. And finally of a promise that, despite the knowledge of how he achieved the first step towards ascension had been misplaced or destroyed, with time and effort it could be done again... The promises of power (both physical and magical) alongside a major extension of the length of their brief lives were temptations that few salesmen would have struggled to sell to humans and Droka proved a [i]very good[/i] salesman. Before the night was over, he had already developed the groundwork for his grand innovation and established a cult following in Nihn dedicated to the goal of ascending humanity into dragons... through his followers were kept blind to the truth glory that he desired for them. After a few years of establishing the cult to the point where he could leave for a period of time and it wouldn't unreval in his absence, now seemed like a good time to recruit other dragons to his cause to get more input and other magical talents in the project since those humans of Nihn both higher rank and stronger magical connections proved somewhat more... resistant to the dragons pitch then expected. Droka made a show of having a vision to go on pilgrimage south in order to 'Uncover ancient magical secrets of Huldern long abandoned and forgotten in Kaelis.. and to get the most answers from the trip as possible, he needed to go alone'. With a cover story in place, Droka has finally started to head back home. [/hider] I've edited both the appearance and history. Hopefully this is better suited.