Post by Dale Sabrehaven on Jan 30, 2009 15:30:13 GMT -5
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Email: Dale_Sabrehaven@hotmail.com
Referred by: My Self
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Name: Draven Dreagore Xilation
Race: Drathir
Alias:
Base PL: 41,080
Physical Description: A rather tall man of 6’7” of height he keeps his lean figure quite easily being a very muscular guy. His long green hair is kept straight not liking Frizzy hair at having two long sections that hang in front of his shoulders on both sides of his face pointed ears managing to stick out from his hair. His hair itself it nearly to the backs of his knees and is the same color a royal green or forest green. His eyes are a green that match his hair color and usually have a piercing gaze where ever he looks. He has a light but flawless complexion, no battle scars or birthmarks on his body. He had a chiseled handsome face that can give people the feeling of comfort when they look at him.
His upper body is covered by a white tight halter top spandex material which has no sleeves and a black leather collar around his neck, with a Silver sword pendant around his neck which symbolizes his family line. On his left arm he has a leather string wrapped tightly around his bicep and a long skin tight leather glove up to just under his elbow. On his right arm he wears a similar glove but on top of it is a heavy black steel gauntlet. Is arms like his face reveal that he is not very pale, but not very tanned either and looks very soft like silk.
Around his waist is a white long robe that drapes down around his feet and is held up by a detailed black steel belt which is open in the front over top of it is a green leather waist coat which is attached to the black steel belt and only covers the long white robe. Under the robe he wears black pants that are easy to breath and easily able to move in, which cover him perfectly upon his feet are heavy black steel boots for protection and style. At his waist is his Scimitar its covered blade kept in a perfect black hard leather scabbard on the pommel of the sword is a black chain with a steel pendant in the shape of a dragon claw.
Personality: Draven, despite his position, is known as a man for his kindness and gentle nature. He speaks with a soft but charming tone and is always polite to who he’s speaking to, even in a critical situation. He takes great honor in traditional and family values but also has a deep understanding for why people do the things they do. He is compassionate and forgiving even to his enemy’s, and takes pride in the fact he was so well raised. He does like to keep up his physical appearances but doesn’t spend all day working on himself and then ust turn around to flaunt himself. He believes true beauty is found on the inside, and that outer beauty is not as important just something you’re gifted with or you’re not. He thinks of himself as good natured and loves to smile and laugh with friends or people of his domain.
Draven also strongly believes in the peoples safety and happiness above all else, and that if he had to, he would flee in order to build strength to win back the freedom or safety of his people and that death would not help them anymore then giving up. Draven’s favorite things is to listen to the singing of the birds and the sound of rain falling through the leaves of his forest home. Despite his kind ways he is a tad lonely though attempts to hide that from others and even though he is surrounded by lovely wind drathirs in every size he feels that the right woman will be a woman who makes him feel like he’s been hit by the love at first sight bug. Draven also takes great pride in the fact that it was in his domain and from his clan that the Divine had been born. She was the first Divine who had ever been born to the wind Drathirs, the seen as weakest of the clans.
Draven also has a strong will and can have a serious side to him when he needs to. He will speak with honor, and with all his will power to show that he isn’t afraid. Draven really doesn’t have any fears other then failing his people. When he fights he fights with every ounce of his soul and being, and every fight is in the name of his clan. Draven does occasionally get upset, angry, and sad and even though he tries to mask them, sometimes they get the best of him and he will unleash those deep emotional sides of him that will flare up in a furry, but commonly only happens in battle.
Fighting Styles: Scimitar fighting style, kick boxing, tae kwon do, Ki Manipulation, tai chi
History: Draven was born mid day on a warm fairly sunny day, to Lord Craven and his lovely wife Daisy of the wind domain. Lord Craven was a kind well respected Wind Lord and his wife was known for her beautiful singing voice and compassionate nature. Draven Dreagore Xilation was born into a world of high expectations and love. His mother would sit by the window of her bedroom rocking her son in her arms, singing him a beautiful lullaby and who’s voice would be carried over the city on the wind. Draven’s father loved his son and never failed to show his love by embracing his son and telling him often that he was loved. As Draven became a bit older, he had gotten a bit taller and was a happy child full of life and ambition to learn, his mother had a new announcement for him, he was going to be a big brother.
It was raining the day his little sister was born, he was roughly 9 years old and was more than excited to see her. Craven handed his daughter to Draven to let him hold his little sister, and Draven smiled at her, promising then to be the best older brother, and love and protect her forever. Having a younger sister in his life filled his world with far more joy, and even his parents were overjoyed with her presence. He was growing older, getting more and more handsome every day, looking more like his father and his sister was just a darling little angel. At 21 he had learned much about politics and what it was his father did, for one day it would be all his job, and Draven was more than willing to except those responsibilities. Shortly after his 21st birthday he welcomed his second baby sister into the world, and his first sister Fawna now a ever growing beautiful teenager was happy to welcome her new little sister Posey.
By 35, Draven had 3 younger sisters, Fawna had grown into a beauty like her mother, Posey was just as beautiful and Kaindra the youngest was a pretty little toddler. Draven thought his life couldn’t get any better, though he was unaware it was about to get worse. Tragedy struck when his younger sisters Posey and little Kaindra went missing one late evening from their city. Lord Draven ordered a city wide search, guards were sent out into the forest to attempt to locate the lost missing girls. Draven helped lead the search, and knew that Posey had a habit of wondering to far from home, and Kaindra who adored her older sister Posey was always at her side. The girls had been missing for days, and the rainstorms had come early that year bringing heavy rains, and high water, making it hard for the search teams to locate them.
Several men and women lost their lives in the flooding, and the following week when the rain let up, the bodies of Posey and Kaindra were finally found and recovered. They had drowned after having fallen into a nearby river and swept downstream, the domain went into mourning for not only the lost lives of the young ladies Posey and Kaindra but for the men and women of the search team who had also perished while trying to find them. Draven’s mother went into a deep state of despair and depression, Kaindra had only been 6 years old, the youngest of her 4 children and she couldn’t even bring herself to get out of bed for their funerals. Draven stood beside his father as his sister’s had a massive turn out of wind drathir’s who had come to pay their respects. He took hold of the hand of his only remaining sister Fawna who’s tears and pain broke his heart.
Time passed and flowers came to grow on the graves of his sisters and his mother in that time had recovered. Draven was taking on some of his father’s responsibilities but only to learn to handle them on his own so his father would know he would be capable of doing them. Shortly after his 60’th birthday another bomb shell was dropped, Fawna was with child, and unmarried. She was unwilling to give up the name of her suitor, and his father who had never shown anger in front of Draven raised his voice at his daughter. Craven was upset she let this happen, that she refused to tell them who the childs father was. Fawna ran to her room in tears and Draven couldn’t help but feel sorry for her, went after her to console her. Not long after, Fawna gave birth to a son, still refusing to name the father it was clear from the childs black as the night hair that it had become clear as to why she had refused to give up the name of the father, he was the son of an Acid.
Draven was bringing food and drink to his tired sister who had become a mother to find her room was empty. Her clothes had gone and she’d taken some personal belongings as well. The note he found left on her bed read the following, “To my dearest family, I know in your hearts you resent my choice to have picked a acid man whom I love dearly. I have not seen him since our last lustful night together and I am taking our son to the acid domain. I want him to know I had become with child, I want him to see his son, to raise his son. Maybe someday I will return but I know he loves me and he will be more than happy to care for me and our baby, until we meet again, Fawna”
Draven never was to see his sister alive again, a trade caravan passing through the Acid domain had stumbled upon the lifeless bodies of Fawna and her infant son. They had been there for some time and decomposition had already set in, but still able to be identified because of personal effects, and birth marks. Draven’s father was crushed when the news came, Draven’s mother even more so. Lord Craven demanded an investigation done to find out how this had happened to his last remaining daughter. Draven couldn’t just sit still and no know what happened to his sister, fueled by anger and rage he cloaked himself and took up his own private investigation. Upon having traveled to the Acid domain many times and talking to several trading post caravans, even sneaking in and out of Acid cities he’d learned many things about the mystery of his sister’s death.
The Acid she had been seeing had wondered into Wind Territory the night Fawna met him, she was beautiful and alluring but not used to manipulative minds. She had fallen for his charm, an Acid by the name of Gordos had charmed his sister in giving herself to him, with promises of love and that he would come for her, marry her and do it properly. Gordos was a soldier for at the time Lord Acid, one of the Lord’s better soldiers, and not only that but Gordos was already married, with 4 children of his own. He had deserved Fawna and when Draven learned this all of it fell into place. Fawna left home thinking she would find a happy to see her Gordos, but it was farther from the truth then she had relized. Gordos must have been horrified to have his young wind drathir fling show up at his home and with his bastard son. Gordos then lead her away from his home before his own wife and children would learn of his treachery where he first murdered Fawna, but then had the black heart to smother his own son, dumping their bodies where he had hoped no one would find them.
Craven took Draven’s information and demanded justice from the Acid lord who didn’t even hesitate to see to it Gordos was punished in order to make the Wind Lord feel that justice had been served. Gordos was tortured until his crimes had been confessed, including about when and how he tricked Fawna, and how he went about killing them. Craven had plans for Gordos to be brought to the Wind Domain were he would be tried and committed for his crimes, but the night before Gordos would be taken by wind soldiers, Gordos was found slaughtered in his own cell, and his wife and children’s blood had also been spilled in their own home. Draven’s father was not granted permission to investigate who killed Gordos or his family, and he and his son Draven were forced to return to the Wind Domain knowing that Fawna’s killer was dead, but who killed him and why his whole family had been slaughtered would forever remain a mystery.
Draven went on, now the only child left, his mother on the brink of mental insanity, fearing her only remaining child would somehow be taken from her by a cruel twist of fate, she begged him never to go out, never to go anywhere or do anything that could get him hurt. Draven watched in sadness as his mother’s sanity diminished to nothing at all, and not long after 120th year of life his mother passed away in her sleep from years of heart ache and having taken such poor care of herself. Draven knew now he had to work harder than ever, to make the women who had been such a large part of his life proud of him. Lord Craven was lost without his wife, but pushed on because of his strong son who always had his back. Draven did more now with his father, the bond between father and son had become incredibly strong, and his father stayed strong for the sake of his son.
Years passed and life went on, then news came, the Divine had been killed, but the good news was, she had been reborn, and in the wind domain. Happiness spread through the domain and Draven and his father got to go across the city to the home of the young couple who had had their first child together, the beautiful baby girl had the purple hair and eyes of the Divine. Both of her parents were wind drathir’s of long wind drathir lines, and the new Divine, they had come to name Avalon had been born to the wind domain. This brought happiness to Draven’s life as well as his fathers, and everything seemed to be going so well. A few years later his father had a important clan meeting that he needed to go to in the Acid Domain. He told Draven that the Lady Water would be there but he needed Draven looking after the domain while he was away. Days later news that the Lady Water had been killed just outside of the Acids domain, worry spread through Draven.
Draven ordered soldiers to go to the Acid domain and safely escort his father home, but they didn’t even need to get that far before Lord Craven’s carriage had been found, like Lady water, Lord Craven and his soldiers had been killed. Now Draven truly was all alone in the world. This was the second time the Acid domain had been somehow involved in the death of a family member. His letters to Lord Acid never came back with a response, he was then sworn in as the new Wind Lord, but he knew the water domain was in the same boat as him, Both Lord Wind and Lady water had been killed upon returning to their own domains from the Acid Domain, both had been brutally killed with killing blows to their throats. Draven knew it had to be the same killer, and sent letters to the other domains to warn them that it would be best for them to remain in their own domains. Draven had a domain to run now, he needed to look after the Wind born Divine, and the next several years he had only the best knights at her side.
Techniques:
Final Flash: In order to make the attack, you draw your hands back, gathering all of your Ki, and then thrusting your palms forward, discharging a massive beam of energy towards your opponent
Spirit Ball: The attack is performed by the user placing one hand forward with the other gripping the arm for support or more energy flow into the one hand. Forming a ball of blue energy ball, and manipulates it by the user placing his two first fingers upward from the palm as if he's doing the Explosive Wave.
Scatter Shot: Throwing several energy shots towards an enemy with a machine gun attack
Finishers: Blade Flash: holding his sword in his right hand he raises his left hand gathering KI energy into a ball that sits in his finger tips gathering enough energy he raises his sword moving .
The KI around the blade coating his scimitar in KI energy he soon holds the scimitar in two hands and can use the scimitar to launch the KI in a huge cutting beam which can cut through almost anything like a kienzan disc.
Boosts:
Abilities/Powers: Drathir’s have several racial abilities. The first two have to do with their sight. Due to the slits in their eyes they can see in the dark and see thermal (heat) sources. To do this they have a thin film that is under their eye lids that slide down over their eyes when they wish it and this allows them to change from normal sight (and dark vision at night and in dark places) to thermal vision. Secondly, Drathir’s skin is naturally hard and with each transformation gets harder until it becomes scales. Finally, Drathir’s can also breathe a certain element, depending on their clan and ancient blood line.
Transformations:
Drazen- This transformation gives the Drathir harder skin than normal and it looks like scales around the wrists and ankles. Their K-9 teeth grow slightly and their eyes become slightly lighter in color. Their muscles tighten and become bigger allowing them more speed and power than before in their normal state. A pair of wings sprouts from their shoulder blade on either side of the spinal column; this allows them to blast their foe with powerful gusts of wind. Their nails become harder, similar to steel and about half an inch longer and sharp enough to cut skin. (Power Level Increase x 18) (Required power level before obtaining- 230,000)
Dragozen- This transformation gives the Drathir very hard skin, similar to steel, and makes it more scale like than skin at all. The entire body becomes scales and slightly bigger in muscle wise than in the Drazen form, thus allowing them to become even more powerful and speedy. Their nails become as hard as diamonds and sharper than before, making them capable to cut into nearly anything with their nails alone. Their wings become stronger in this form allowing them to make miniature tornadoes. In this form they are unable to wear clothing or armor of any type. Upon taking this form they grow several more inches in height and weigh more than normal or in Drazen form. Finally, in this form they sprout a tail from just above the butt and it is an extension of their body so they can use it as a sweeping/blunt weapon; it is very powerful since it is just one long bone surrounded by muscles and hard scales. (Power Level Increase x 27) (Required power level before obtaining- 350,000)
Items:
- Scimitar: an oriental blade with a curved blade
- Metal Gauntlet: a heavy Metal Gauntlets that covers the whole hand and offer great hand protection
Zenny: 13,615
MSN: Dale_Sabrehaven@hotmail.com
Yahoo: Dale_Sabrehaven
Email: Dale_Sabrehaven@hotmail.com
Referred by: My Self
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Name: Draven Dreagore Xilation
Race: Drathir
Alias:
Base PL: 41,080
Physical Description: A rather tall man of 6’7” of height he keeps his lean figure quite easily being a very muscular guy. His long green hair is kept straight not liking Frizzy hair at having two long sections that hang in front of his shoulders on both sides of his face pointed ears managing to stick out from his hair. His hair itself it nearly to the backs of his knees and is the same color a royal green or forest green. His eyes are a green that match his hair color and usually have a piercing gaze where ever he looks. He has a light but flawless complexion, no battle scars or birthmarks on his body. He had a chiseled handsome face that can give people the feeling of comfort when they look at him.
His upper body is covered by a white tight halter top spandex material which has no sleeves and a black leather collar around his neck, with a Silver sword pendant around his neck which symbolizes his family line. On his left arm he has a leather string wrapped tightly around his bicep and a long skin tight leather glove up to just under his elbow. On his right arm he wears a similar glove but on top of it is a heavy black steel gauntlet. Is arms like his face reveal that he is not very pale, but not very tanned either and looks very soft like silk.
Around his waist is a white long robe that drapes down around his feet and is held up by a detailed black steel belt which is open in the front over top of it is a green leather waist coat which is attached to the black steel belt and only covers the long white robe. Under the robe he wears black pants that are easy to breath and easily able to move in, which cover him perfectly upon his feet are heavy black steel boots for protection and style. At his waist is his Scimitar its covered blade kept in a perfect black hard leather scabbard on the pommel of the sword is a black chain with a steel pendant in the shape of a dragon claw.
Personality: Draven, despite his position, is known as a man for his kindness and gentle nature. He speaks with a soft but charming tone and is always polite to who he’s speaking to, even in a critical situation. He takes great honor in traditional and family values but also has a deep understanding for why people do the things they do. He is compassionate and forgiving even to his enemy’s, and takes pride in the fact he was so well raised. He does like to keep up his physical appearances but doesn’t spend all day working on himself and then ust turn around to flaunt himself. He believes true beauty is found on the inside, and that outer beauty is not as important just something you’re gifted with or you’re not. He thinks of himself as good natured and loves to smile and laugh with friends or people of his domain.
Draven also strongly believes in the peoples safety and happiness above all else, and that if he had to, he would flee in order to build strength to win back the freedom or safety of his people and that death would not help them anymore then giving up. Draven’s favorite things is to listen to the singing of the birds and the sound of rain falling through the leaves of his forest home. Despite his kind ways he is a tad lonely though attempts to hide that from others and even though he is surrounded by lovely wind drathirs in every size he feels that the right woman will be a woman who makes him feel like he’s been hit by the love at first sight bug. Draven also takes great pride in the fact that it was in his domain and from his clan that the Divine had been born. She was the first Divine who had ever been born to the wind Drathirs, the seen as weakest of the clans.
Draven also has a strong will and can have a serious side to him when he needs to. He will speak with honor, and with all his will power to show that he isn’t afraid. Draven really doesn’t have any fears other then failing his people. When he fights he fights with every ounce of his soul and being, and every fight is in the name of his clan. Draven does occasionally get upset, angry, and sad and even though he tries to mask them, sometimes they get the best of him and he will unleash those deep emotional sides of him that will flare up in a furry, but commonly only happens in battle.
Fighting Styles: Scimitar fighting style, kick boxing, tae kwon do, Ki Manipulation, tai chi
History: Draven was born mid day on a warm fairly sunny day, to Lord Craven and his lovely wife Daisy of the wind domain. Lord Craven was a kind well respected Wind Lord and his wife was known for her beautiful singing voice and compassionate nature. Draven Dreagore Xilation was born into a world of high expectations and love. His mother would sit by the window of her bedroom rocking her son in her arms, singing him a beautiful lullaby and who’s voice would be carried over the city on the wind. Draven’s father loved his son and never failed to show his love by embracing his son and telling him often that he was loved. As Draven became a bit older, he had gotten a bit taller and was a happy child full of life and ambition to learn, his mother had a new announcement for him, he was going to be a big brother.
It was raining the day his little sister was born, he was roughly 9 years old and was more than excited to see her. Craven handed his daughter to Draven to let him hold his little sister, and Draven smiled at her, promising then to be the best older brother, and love and protect her forever. Having a younger sister in his life filled his world with far more joy, and even his parents were overjoyed with her presence. He was growing older, getting more and more handsome every day, looking more like his father and his sister was just a darling little angel. At 21 he had learned much about politics and what it was his father did, for one day it would be all his job, and Draven was more than willing to except those responsibilities. Shortly after his 21st birthday he welcomed his second baby sister into the world, and his first sister Fawna now a ever growing beautiful teenager was happy to welcome her new little sister Posey.
By 35, Draven had 3 younger sisters, Fawna had grown into a beauty like her mother, Posey was just as beautiful and Kaindra the youngest was a pretty little toddler. Draven thought his life couldn’t get any better, though he was unaware it was about to get worse. Tragedy struck when his younger sisters Posey and little Kaindra went missing one late evening from their city. Lord Draven ordered a city wide search, guards were sent out into the forest to attempt to locate the lost missing girls. Draven helped lead the search, and knew that Posey had a habit of wondering to far from home, and Kaindra who adored her older sister Posey was always at her side. The girls had been missing for days, and the rainstorms had come early that year bringing heavy rains, and high water, making it hard for the search teams to locate them.
Several men and women lost their lives in the flooding, and the following week when the rain let up, the bodies of Posey and Kaindra were finally found and recovered. They had drowned after having fallen into a nearby river and swept downstream, the domain went into mourning for not only the lost lives of the young ladies Posey and Kaindra but for the men and women of the search team who had also perished while trying to find them. Draven’s mother went into a deep state of despair and depression, Kaindra had only been 6 years old, the youngest of her 4 children and she couldn’t even bring herself to get out of bed for their funerals. Draven stood beside his father as his sister’s had a massive turn out of wind drathir’s who had come to pay their respects. He took hold of the hand of his only remaining sister Fawna who’s tears and pain broke his heart.
Time passed and flowers came to grow on the graves of his sisters and his mother in that time had recovered. Draven was taking on some of his father’s responsibilities but only to learn to handle them on his own so his father would know he would be capable of doing them. Shortly after his 60’th birthday another bomb shell was dropped, Fawna was with child, and unmarried. She was unwilling to give up the name of her suitor, and his father who had never shown anger in front of Draven raised his voice at his daughter. Craven was upset she let this happen, that she refused to tell them who the childs father was. Fawna ran to her room in tears and Draven couldn’t help but feel sorry for her, went after her to console her. Not long after, Fawna gave birth to a son, still refusing to name the father it was clear from the childs black as the night hair that it had become clear as to why she had refused to give up the name of the father, he was the son of an Acid.
Draven was bringing food and drink to his tired sister who had become a mother to find her room was empty. Her clothes had gone and she’d taken some personal belongings as well. The note he found left on her bed read the following, “To my dearest family, I know in your hearts you resent my choice to have picked a acid man whom I love dearly. I have not seen him since our last lustful night together and I am taking our son to the acid domain. I want him to know I had become with child, I want him to see his son, to raise his son. Maybe someday I will return but I know he loves me and he will be more than happy to care for me and our baby, until we meet again, Fawna”
Draven never was to see his sister alive again, a trade caravan passing through the Acid domain had stumbled upon the lifeless bodies of Fawna and her infant son. They had been there for some time and decomposition had already set in, but still able to be identified because of personal effects, and birth marks. Draven’s father was crushed when the news came, Draven’s mother even more so. Lord Craven demanded an investigation done to find out how this had happened to his last remaining daughter. Draven couldn’t just sit still and no know what happened to his sister, fueled by anger and rage he cloaked himself and took up his own private investigation. Upon having traveled to the Acid domain many times and talking to several trading post caravans, even sneaking in and out of Acid cities he’d learned many things about the mystery of his sister’s death.
The Acid she had been seeing had wondered into Wind Territory the night Fawna met him, she was beautiful and alluring but not used to manipulative minds. She had fallen for his charm, an Acid by the name of Gordos had charmed his sister in giving herself to him, with promises of love and that he would come for her, marry her and do it properly. Gordos was a soldier for at the time Lord Acid, one of the Lord’s better soldiers, and not only that but Gordos was already married, with 4 children of his own. He had deserved Fawna and when Draven learned this all of it fell into place. Fawna left home thinking she would find a happy to see her Gordos, but it was farther from the truth then she had relized. Gordos must have been horrified to have his young wind drathir fling show up at his home and with his bastard son. Gordos then lead her away from his home before his own wife and children would learn of his treachery where he first murdered Fawna, but then had the black heart to smother his own son, dumping their bodies where he had hoped no one would find them.
Craven took Draven’s information and demanded justice from the Acid lord who didn’t even hesitate to see to it Gordos was punished in order to make the Wind Lord feel that justice had been served. Gordos was tortured until his crimes had been confessed, including about when and how he tricked Fawna, and how he went about killing them. Craven had plans for Gordos to be brought to the Wind Domain were he would be tried and committed for his crimes, but the night before Gordos would be taken by wind soldiers, Gordos was found slaughtered in his own cell, and his wife and children’s blood had also been spilled in their own home. Draven’s father was not granted permission to investigate who killed Gordos or his family, and he and his son Draven were forced to return to the Wind Domain knowing that Fawna’s killer was dead, but who killed him and why his whole family had been slaughtered would forever remain a mystery.
Draven went on, now the only child left, his mother on the brink of mental insanity, fearing her only remaining child would somehow be taken from her by a cruel twist of fate, she begged him never to go out, never to go anywhere or do anything that could get him hurt. Draven watched in sadness as his mother’s sanity diminished to nothing at all, and not long after 120th year of life his mother passed away in her sleep from years of heart ache and having taken such poor care of herself. Draven knew now he had to work harder than ever, to make the women who had been such a large part of his life proud of him. Lord Craven was lost without his wife, but pushed on because of his strong son who always had his back. Draven did more now with his father, the bond between father and son had become incredibly strong, and his father stayed strong for the sake of his son.
Years passed and life went on, then news came, the Divine had been killed, but the good news was, she had been reborn, and in the wind domain. Happiness spread through the domain and Draven and his father got to go across the city to the home of the young couple who had had their first child together, the beautiful baby girl had the purple hair and eyes of the Divine. Both of her parents were wind drathir’s of long wind drathir lines, and the new Divine, they had come to name Avalon had been born to the wind domain. This brought happiness to Draven’s life as well as his fathers, and everything seemed to be going so well. A few years later his father had a important clan meeting that he needed to go to in the Acid Domain. He told Draven that the Lady Water would be there but he needed Draven looking after the domain while he was away. Days later news that the Lady Water had been killed just outside of the Acids domain, worry spread through Draven.
Draven ordered soldiers to go to the Acid domain and safely escort his father home, but they didn’t even need to get that far before Lord Craven’s carriage had been found, like Lady water, Lord Craven and his soldiers had been killed. Now Draven truly was all alone in the world. This was the second time the Acid domain had been somehow involved in the death of a family member. His letters to Lord Acid never came back with a response, he was then sworn in as the new Wind Lord, but he knew the water domain was in the same boat as him, Both Lord Wind and Lady water had been killed upon returning to their own domains from the Acid Domain, both had been brutally killed with killing blows to their throats. Draven knew it had to be the same killer, and sent letters to the other domains to warn them that it would be best for them to remain in their own domains. Draven had a domain to run now, he needed to look after the Wind born Divine, and the next several years he had only the best knights at her side.
Techniques:
Final Flash: In order to make the attack, you draw your hands back, gathering all of your Ki, and then thrusting your palms forward, discharging a massive beam of energy towards your opponent
Spirit Ball: The attack is performed by the user placing one hand forward with the other gripping the arm for support or more energy flow into the one hand. Forming a ball of blue energy ball, and manipulates it by the user placing his two first fingers upward from the palm as if he's doing the Explosive Wave.
Scatter Shot: Throwing several energy shots towards an enemy with a machine gun attack
Finishers: Blade Flash: holding his sword in his right hand he raises his left hand gathering KI energy into a ball that sits in his finger tips gathering enough energy he raises his sword moving .
The KI around the blade coating his scimitar in KI energy he soon holds the scimitar in two hands and can use the scimitar to launch the KI in a huge cutting beam which can cut through almost anything like a kienzan disc.
Boosts:
Abilities/Powers: Drathir’s have several racial abilities. The first two have to do with their sight. Due to the slits in their eyes they can see in the dark and see thermal (heat) sources. To do this they have a thin film that is under their eye lids that slide down over their eyes when they wish it and this allows them to change from normal sight (and dark vision at night and in dark places) to thermal vision. Secondly, Drathir’s skin is naturally hard and with each transformation gets harder until it becomes scales. Finally, Drathir’s can also breathe a certain element, depending on their clan and ancient blood line.
Transformations:
Drazen- This transformation gives the Drathir harder skin than normal and it looks like scales around the wrists and ankles. Their K-9 teeth grow slightly and their eyes become slightly lighter in color. Their muscles tighten and become bigger allowing them more speed and power than before in their normal state. A pair of wings sprouts from their shoulder blade on either side of the spinal column; this allows them to blast their foe with powerful gusts of wind. Their nails become harder, similar to steel and about half an inch longer and sharp enough to cut skin. (Power Level Increase x 18) (Required power level before obtaining- 230,000)
Dragozen- This transformation gives the Drathir very hard skin, similar to steel, and makes it more scale like than skin at all. The entire body becomes scales and slightly bigger in muscle wise than in the Drazen form, thus allowing them to become even more powerful and speedy. Their nails become as hard as diamonds and sharper than before, making them capable to cut into nearly anything with their nails alone. Their wings become stronger in this form allowing them to make miniature tornadoes. In this form they are unable to wear clothing or armor of any type. Upon taking this form they grow several more inches in height and weigh more than normal or in Drazen form. Finally, in this form they sprout a tail from just above the butt and it is an extension of their body so they can use it as a sweeping/blunt weapon; it is very powerful since it is just one long bone surrounded by muscles and hard scales. (Power Level Increase x 27) (Required power level before obtaining- 350,000)
Items:
- Scimitar: an oriental blade with a curved blade
- Metal Gauntlet: a heavy Metal Gauntlets that covers the whole hand and offer great hand protection
Zenny: 13,615
