Prrrgadilly
True Gramarye
Name: Zabriel Fionne
Appearance:
Race: Lizard beastman
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Personality: Much like the lizards that make up part of his anatomy, Zabriel is cool, calm and collected. He would much rather sit on a roof, bathing in the sun’s heat, and contemplating the paths of invisible stars than anything else. He doesn’t mind the presence of others as long as they aren’t too annoying. Whatever you do, don’t try to force him to do something he doesn’t want to; that is when the claws come out.
Bio: Zabriel had been a slave of Zirix since he was 10. His family was captured during a family outing in the southern deserts. His parents and siblings fought against the slavers until they were killed in cold blood. He was considered a rare and expensive slave due to his unique appearance and propensity to give off heat. A precious slave of a powerful snake beastman noble, Zabriel was given every luxury in life. Everything but his freedom. He spent the next 3 years as a pampered pet. He endured catcalls and lustful stares from men and women alike.
Zabriel walked the grounds of his master’s complex unclothed, for he had nothing to hide nor be shameful of. A visiting noble saw him and lusted after him. Zabriel’s master agreed to loan him out for a large sum, and Zabriel was sent to the visiting noble’s quarters for the night. He was not concerned; he had spent many a night curled at the foot of his master’s bed providing warmth. When he realized what the noble had in mind, Zabriel was outraged. In his outrage, he called down a bolt of lightning that splintered the ceiling and reduced the noble to ashes. The ensuing fires were fueled by his rage and leapt to consume every lecherous heathen he encountered as he strode towards his master’s quarters. In a righteous fury bright enough to shame a fire or lightning dragon, Zabriel struck his master down and freed all the slaves in the complex.
Now, he poses as his dead master in the courts. Aided by his loyal friends who were once his fellow slaves, and working in the underground to help the poor and downtrodden, Zabriel has a mission. Slowly working his way to the top to sever the head of the evils in Zirix, the King.
Skills:
Fire magic – for combat and to keep himself warm
Lightning magic – for chaotic flair and offense
Autotomy, acute vision, prehensile tail
Strengths: Powerful caster, Able to cast spells with tail, good wit thrown weapons, intelligent, patient
Weaknesses: The cold, weak against agile opponents, lacks physical strength
Weapons/Equipment/: Throwing stars, bladed chakrams, a healing stasis potion, throwing needles, paper charms enchanted to attract magic when activated
Appearance:
Race: Lizard beastman
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Personality: Much like the lizards that make up part of his anatomy, Zabriel is cool, calm and collected. He would much rather sit on a roof, bathing in the sun’s heat, and contemplating the paths of invisible stars than anything else. He doesn’t mind the presence of others as long as they aren’t too annoying. Whatever you do, don’t try to force him to do something he doesn’t want to; that is when the claws come out.
Bio: Zabriel had been a slave of Zirix since he was 10. His family was captured during a family outing in the southern deserts. His parents and siblings fought against the slavers until they were killed in cold blood. He was considered a rare and expensive slave due to his unique appearance and propensity to give off heat. A precious slave of a powerful snake beastman noble, Zabriel was given every luxury in life. Everything but his freedom. He spent the next 3 years as a pampered pet. He endured catcalls and lustful stares from men and women alike.
Zabriel walked the grounds of his master’s complex unclothed, for he had nothing to hide nor be shameful of. A visiting noble saw him and lusted after him. Zabriel’s master agreed to loan him out for a large sum, and Zabriel was sent to the visiting noble’s quarters for the night. He was not concerned; he had spent many a night curled at the foot of his master’s bed providing warmth. When he realized what the noble had in mind, Zabriel was outraged. In his outrage, he called down a bolt of lightning that splintered the ceiling and reduced the noble to ashes. The ensuing fires were fueled by his rage and leapt to consume every lecherous heathen he encountered as he strode towards his master’s quarters. In a righteous fury bright enough to shame a fire or lightning dragon, Zabriel struck his master down and freed all the slaves in the complex.
Now, he poses as his dead master in the courts. Aided by his loyal friends who were once his fellow slaves, and working in the underground to help the poor and downtrodden, Zabriel has a mission. Slowly working his way to the top to sever the head of the evils in Zirix, the King.
Skills:
Fire magic – for combat and to keep himself warm
Lightning magic – for chaotic flair and offense
Autotomy, acute vision, prehensile tail
Strengths: Powerful caster, Able to cast spells with tail, good wit thrown weapons, intelligent, patient
Weaknesses: The cold, weak against agile opponents, lacks physical strength
Weapons/Equipment/: Throwing stars, bladed chakrams, a healing stasis potion, throwing needles, paper charms enchanted to attract magic when activated
