Name:
Kavrier
Age:
6,862
Gender:
Male
Height:
Dragon Form: 15'4" from front feet to top of head
Human Form: 6'3"
Weight:
Dragon Form: 3 Tons
Human Form: 216 lbs
Species:
Dragon/Western
Abilities:
Corrosive/Toxic Breath: Able to breath out plumes of deep purple smoke like substance. It not only is able to practically corrode and eat away at most substances, but if inhaled cause eat away at the lungs.
Armored scales: Tough, almost steel like in density, able to easily withstand hard blows with relative ease; without any visible damage to them.
Hand-To-Hand: Able to defend himself without the need of weapons or magic if needed, honing on on fists and claws; teeth if the need be.
Toxic Claws: Able to secrete, if wanted, into his claws; not only making them sharp but venomous to his victims.
Personality:
Respectable: Though some may not quite come into needing to be respected, he believes all derseve some form of it.
Elegant: A man to not speak out of turn, holds himself high with pride and makes sure to keep himself from becoming enraged with others.
Clam minded: In his place of work, he is in need of keeping a clear mind at all times.
Friendly: To those who gets close to him, he holds their friendship high above all else; no matter whom the friendship may be with.
Blunt: It matters not whom he speaks to, if you believes what you've said is trash... well, he will surely allow you to know.
Other:
- Can give an almost purr like sound when relaxed
- Scales along the underside of neck will glow just
as he's about to use his breath ability
- Walks with a limp, which is why he has the cane, from an old battle wound that didn't heal as intended; large scar on the inside of his left thigh.
- Lost his wife to dragon hunters many years ago, making his afraid of making such a connection again.
- Works as a Royal advisor