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Name: Most people are unable to form the sounds that make up his name, so he goes by Drakmor.
Age: 53
Gender: Male
Species: Karvach Ichtas
Ethnicity: Yes.
Height: 7' 3"
Occupation: Self-Proclaimed Vigilante
Residence: A hut on the outer edge of La'marri.
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Physical Description:
Drakmor is an incredibly tall man with pure white eyes and hair. His hair is shoulder-length and suprisingly neat, given his occupation. Like the rest of his race, Drakmor has six arms instead of the usual two. His skin is a bronze-like color. Finally, Drakmor is covered in scars, most of them due to his own explosives.
Personality
The majority of the Karvach Ichtas are typically good-aligned, nonviolent people. Drakmor is not like the majority of his race. He is a good person, yes, but he rarely solves things with words or politeness. Having seen it firsthand, Drakmor does not deny the effectiveness of persuasion. However, he believes that it is a waste of time when a fist could accomplish the same thing. Filled with a strong sense of justice, Drakmor often takes matters into his own hands when he sees criminal activity.
Magic/Abilities:
Gift of the Karvach Ichtas- Like the rest of his race, Drakmor has been gifted with six arms. Combine that with his height and muscular frame and you have a very strong lad.
Fury of the Karvach Ichtas- This ability is powerful, but it has heavy drawbacks. Once per day, Drakmor can fly into a rage-filled frenzy, significantly increasing his physical strength. However, he also takes more damage from any and all attacks. Along with that, it also shuts down his other ability while he is in the frenzy.
Magic Bomb- After spending years studying, practicing and honing his craft, Drakmor has managed to create explosives which he uses for battle. He can have a maximum of six bombs out at once, the older ones vanishing if he goes over the limit. The explosion's size is about ten feet in diameter. Although there is an infinite supply of bombs, every new one summoned weakens him just a bit.
Relationships
"My family's a bunch of slakvoshts. Don't worry about them." -Drakmor
History
Nobody really knows how or when the Karvach Ichtis came to be. In fact, very few people even know of their existence. One day they were just...there. Little is known about them or their culture, though the few people who have seen/met them know they are kind and welcoming. But, this story isn't only about this ancient race. No, it is about Drakmor. He was born into a typical Karvach family, but he was not the same as the rest. The Karvach Ichtis are a peaceful, kind species focused more on meditation and self-improvement than anything else. Because they do not require food or water, most of them spend their days pursuing their interests and hobbies. Drakmor, however, wasn't content with the quiet lifestyle the rest of his people held. In his many years, he had seen the horrors of the world. Thievery, murder, slavery, and much more. He swore to try and eliminate these injustices wherever he could find them, preferably by beating the shit out of the criminals involved in them. During his travels, he came across a place called "Connlaoth." He had seen the weapons they used, more specifically the guns. The firearms seemed useless, at least to Drakmor. However, the gunpowder within was much more interesting to him. Perhaps, if he had more of it, he could use the explosions? After spending even more time coming up with ideas, tinkering with the gunpowder to make bombs, and perfecting his plans, Drakmor had done it. By infusing his magic power with the bombs he created, it allowed him to summon more without having to spend weeks creating them! They had lost some of their potency, but it was a price worth paying for a solid method of attack. Against the wishes of his family and friends, Drakmor left his home, vowing to end crime wherever he could find it.
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