Kazemitsu

The Queen's Hand

Oh I do more than 1 paragraph. Just been really tired from work

The Queen's Hand

Juuuust a quick question...are we supposed to do like 4+ paragraphs? I wanna post but I'm exhausted during the weekdays...

Metroid: Final Protocol

Imma bloop call over

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Asura raised a gooey eyebrow when Crispy said he wasn't doing anything for free. He stayed quiet however and let Jason talk to the goblin. He shook his 'head' a smidge when the other slime started to try and cut a deal. "I was of the mindset that letting you and your other goblins live being your payment until you proved to be trustworthy." He stated as he slithered his way over to Mother Slime.

"As for giving, I have nothing to give. I'm able to train your goblins smartly but I'd rather keep my knowledge to myself until you and your minions prove useful and, again, trustworthy." He continued as he contacted Mother Slime. Coazing her to get off the goblin. She could start eating Rattleskulls body thought and he let her know that. I'll watch them just in case. I'm fully capable of taking out Crispy. He said to her through the strange slime telepathic link.

The Fallen Goddess - A Journey of Heroes

Kharne

Name: Kharne Blackwater

Gender: Male

Age: 27

Race: Half-Dragon/Half-Goliath

Appearance
Kharne takes after both of his parents very heavily. His mothers size and strength, his fathers natural defenses and coloration. He stands at an intimidating ten feet tall. Fairly above average even among other Goliaths. He's built much like a barbarian or a fighter, thick muscles ripple beneath his scales even at a near idle. Speaking of his scales, most of his body is black with a blue sheen in the right light while the plating along his chest and underside of his tail are a dark royal purple. His massive wingspan and strength doesn't make up for the half-formed membrane that decorate it, only allowing him to glide or gain a boost to jumping distance.

Strangely his horns are as white as freshly fallen snow, each one is about a foot and a half long and curve back slightly. Three spikes line the back of his jaw, the longest of which is four inches, the middle being three, and the bottom a mere two inches long. The spikes seem to protect his ears which can swivel to catch sounds and are pointed. Much likes his horns and spikes his claws, both hands and feet, are just as white. But the claws on his feet are clearly larger and designed to tear. Lastly his eyes, which are red with a reptilian pupil, sometimes glow depending on his mood. The more agitated and angry the brighter the glow.

Personality
Kharne can best be described as a blunt individual. He despises most races flowery language that beats around the bush and instead goes right to the point. Despite his bluntness he has the patience of a mountain, only the truly stupid things in the world getting him to actually get snappy. Given his bestial nature though he's a natural empath. Able to sense true emotions to a limited degree, his humanoid nature sort of getting in the way with more reason and logic. Like almost any race if he's treated correctly he's a good ally. Treat him wrong and you'll find no friendship, no aid, and potentially a pissed off stream of acid.

History
Kharne rarely gets into his history unless a superior has asked about it. He was a part of a Goliath tribe up in the mountains, his father unknown but clearly draconic, his mother a pure-blood Goliath. Once he was mature enough physically he left the tribe behind to survive in the mountains on his own. His draconic nature driving him to hunt and solitude while his Goliath side felt he was a drain on his single parent.

Very few things could contend with him in the mountains that he wandered. Getting that nice Goliath size before finally leaving into the warmer climes beneath the mountains. Down below there was far less solitude than he thought there would be. There were these soft bipedal beings in houses. Dozens of them that ran and screamed merely at the sight of him. He didn't understand their gibberish, only the Giantish and Draconic from his people and own instinct.

During the brief time he had been in the "valley" he encountered an old Knight. Such an odd being, this old man. Extremely few Goliath's lived to old age and even they went out to one-up their previous exploits. But the other odd thing was this old man could speak Draconic. So instead of yelling and screaming as he fled he held a conversation with the huge draconic man. Asking where he came from, what he planned on doing, typical stuff people wanted to know when they encountered a new and rare being.

Kharne found himself without answers to some of these questions. He had been following his instincts so much that he never really thought about his own future aside from his next meal. Finding no answer he was given a choice to follow the elderly man and learn from him or continue on with his instinctual life. It's obvious what Kharne picked, he followed the man and learned things about the world that even his ancestors and tribe didn't know. He didn't know it but his mere presence helped the old man, who'd try to rob a guy with a ten foot tall behemoth nearby during their travels?

Cut forward a few years and here we have a Kharne that had gained a good amount of knowledge, learned to suppress his instinctual dragon nature, and even push aside, most, of his Goliath competitiveness. He wasn't the scholarly sort but he wanted to learn things that could help him in the long run. Like potentially locating his draconic father if he ever felt like going that far. In his 'off time', meaning when he didn't have his face in a book, he learned the humanoid ways of fighting. With weapons, armor, and shields instead of tooth and claw.

During his time of study he looked at the various kingdoms of the races. Their histories, their military strategies, strengths, weaknesses, etc. He also looked at the gods and goddesses each one sort of fell under. He didn't really see anything that he could follow himself just by reading. So he'd have to see what each offered when he decided to travel. Given his draconic nature he honestly had no idea how long he'd live but he could spend that time fighting and learning.

The old knight he had helped before, and learned a little from, recommended he should participate in the upcoming meetings and fighting. Currently the behemoth is recommended to the human based kingdom to help where he's suitable. It wasn't possible to be a kingdom of one after all.

How he got to be a part of the group was because of that old knight. He had done a lot of good for the kingdom and his word carried some weight. He recommended Kharne, who had been studying up on the other kingdoms and doing odd jobs, for the cause. There wasn't any resistance to the idea, having muscle was a good thing sometimes. Aside from studying he had been clearing the kingdom of bandit fortresses and hunting the larger monsters that seemed to roam the area.

Equipment

• Crystal Greatsword: A monstrously huge sword made from what looks to be crystal. It glows a soft red, as if shining light through a refined rose quartz. It's eight feet long, the blade is single edged, it's four inches thick, and roughly fifteen inches wide. No one knows how much it weighs but the typical races can't even lift it.
• Steel Arm: Steel plates cover his right arm, his first knuckles to his shoulder. This is in place of a shield, allowing more maneuverability to parry melee attacks.
• "Champions" Belt: A particularly large steel clasp that goes around the waist. It's an inch thick and about five inches wide. Attached to the belt is a "skirt" of red fabric with a gold border that reaches his ankles. Offers minor protection and public decency.
• Dragon Tooth Bangle: A leather bangle on his bicep that has a ring of dragon teeth. A keepsake from his tribe up in the mountains and offers nothing but memories.

Magic

• Dragon Breath(Acid): Due to his draconic heritage he can fire a spray of acid in a 60ft line from his mouth. This can only be used twice daily
• Dragon Resistance(Acid): His dragon heritage gives him resistance to his own breath weapon damage type.
• Rage: It's less magic and more his body going into overdrive. His strength and endurance are multiplied by 1.5x. His reflexes are heightened due to the 'higher brain functions' slowing down to not interfere.
  
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  If you're wondering what Kharne sounds like, here ya go. youtube.com/watch?v=-dOXkdxP1ig

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Asura finally regained his body with this oddly satisfying feeling. He fought off whatever had been holding him stuck in the air. Or it had let him go, not willing to hold onto such a slippery target for too long. He "hatched" for lack of a better word. It was more like he melted and his body was more liquid than ever. Trial by fire since he had been watching the fighting going on around him.

"Good job, Momma." He called out when she performed a perfect ambush. Taking out one of the goblins right away. While he spoke his body had moved, whipping up he struck the back of the flailing female goblins skull. Meanwhile he eyed Crispy who was bleeding from the leg. "You're a smart kid, I'm a smart man. I honestly don't really wish to fight you. If you call back your people and return to your fire I can get the other slimes to back off." He said, his tone calm but it was clear if he was attacked he would return the favor.

The Queen's Hand

Drachen

Color Code: Red

Name Drachen Steinboden
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Country of Origin: Germany
Bio: Drachen is what some would call a savage despite being well dressed now. He grew up in a village out in the Germaic wilderness living off the land. Hunting, fishing, and farming like his ancestors had before him. During a hunting trip he and his father had been caught off guard by a full grown bear. Lacking the right tools to take on the bear led to the pair getting seriously hurt. But Drachen had changed towards the end into a huge reptilian beast and took down the ursine.

His father kept it hushed up, not wishing for his only son to be persecuted. When the young Drachen got older he moved out to be on his own, trusting in his strange powers to keep him alive. Unfortunately word got around that this strange being was in the wilderness which led to many a hunt for him. He was almost always moving now, shaking off the hunters until he crossed the English Channel. No one knows how he got over without hitching a ride on the boats but he was free of his pursuers.

Drachen was found out once more, but not for changing. It seemed this group was protecting people with powers, recruiting them for a better purpose. Sort of like a private military. Given his wilderness upbringing he hadn't really heard about the war before nor this group. He barely comprehended the English language. But he joined the Queen's Hand as an enforcer. He was of strong build, sturdy stock, and his powers made him an extremely mobile tank.

Ability:
Drachen's ability is fairly simple but also complex. He transforms portions, or his whole body, into that of the mythical dragon. While fully transformed he had immense strength and durability, he's capable of limited flight, animalistic senses, and lastly he can spew jets of acid. A black dragon trait from myths and legends.

Each transformation has a set amount of time he can hold it before reverting to his human self. After reverting he's incredibly tired, almost on the verge of passing out depending on how long he held the form. For a full transformation he can hold it for a full hour (3 posts minus initial transformation post). For partials, such as just his arms or having wings he can hold them for three hours (9 posts).

Department: Operations

Interest Check - Fantasy with Knights, Adventurers, Magic, and Whatnot

Well...my character is a lot higher in the hierarchy than a lizardman. A little higher than D&D dragonborn too, more draconic

The Queen's Hand

Color Code: [/color=red]Red[/color]

Name Drachen Steinboden
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Country of Origin: Germany
Bio: Drachen is what some would call a savage despite being well dressed now. He grew up in a village out in the Germaic wilderness living off the land. Hunting, fishing, and farming like his ancestors had before him. During a hunting trip he and his father had been caught off guard by a full grown bear. Lacking the right tools to take on the bear led to the pair getting seriously hurt. But Drachen had changed towards the end into a huge reptilian beast and took down the ursine.

His father kept it hushed up, not wishing for his only son to be persecuted. When the young Drachen got older he moved out to be on his own, trusting in his strange powers to keep him alive. Unfortunately word got around that this strange being was in the wilderness which led to many a hunt for him. He was almost always moving now, shaking off the hunters until he crossed the English Channel. No one knows how he got over without hitching a ride on the boats but he was free of his pursuers.

Drachen was found out once more, but not for changing. It seemed this group was protecting people with powers, recruiting them for a better purpose. Sort of like a private military. Given his wilderness upbringing he hadn't really heard about the war before nor this group. He barely comprehended the English language. But he joined the Queen's Hand as an enforcer. He was of strong build, sturdy stock, and his powers made him an extremely mobile tank.

Ability:
Drachen's ability is fairly simple but also complex. He transforms portions, or his whole body, into that of the mythical dragon. While fully transformed he had immense strength and durability, he's capable of limited flight, animalistic senses, and lastly he can spew jets of acid. A black dragon trait from myths and legends.

Each transformation has a set amount of time he can hold it before reverting to his human self. After reverting he's incredibly tired, almost on the verge of passing out depending on how long he held the form. For a full transformation he can hold it for a full hour (3 posts minus initial transformation post). For partials, such as just his arms or having wings he can hold them for three hours (9 posts).

Department: Operations

Interest Check - Fantasy with Knights, Adventurers, Magic, and Whatnot

I'm interested but wondering the limitations of the beast-kin. Is it only fuzzies or are scaled beings allowed as well?