Tagaul Dramev - Empire - Human - Rider
Jan 19, 2010 21:32:22 GMT -5
Post by Tagaul on Jan 19, 2010 21:32:22 GMT -5
Full Name: Tagaul Dramev
Other name: Fist of the King
Race:: Human
Side: Empire
Birthplace: Urû’baen
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Birthday: February 10
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Tagaul's hair is usually wild, reaching down to his shoulders and a beard of equal length.
Weight: 190 lbs
Height: 6' 0''
Magic User: Yes
Preferred Weapon(s): Tagaul wields a great claymore [Kveykva] forged by the King's finest smiths, set with tourmaline in the hilt. He also keeps a stiletto dagger at his waist for quick sneak attacks while his opponent is locked in combat.
Personality: Tagaul is a warrior, through and through. He is fiercely loyal and has an iron will, never departing from a task that has been set before him until he is ordered to stop. His lot has been firmly placed on the side of Galbatorix and the Empire, so he harbors a strong hatred for anyone found to be in league with the Varden rebels.
Such loyalty is often misinterpreted as cruelty, he has been known to use and sacrifice the resources he has been given in order to accomplish his task. He treats his enemies with no mercy and harbors no regrets for actions that he considers to have been done for the good of the Empire.
Appearance: Tagaul is tall and imposing, and his emotions are normally hidden behind his hair and beard. He always wears clothes fit for battle, mainly consisting of a light mail shirt and leggings and roquelaure. Over the roquelaure is a leather belt with a diamond sewn onto the front and the sheath for the stiletto hanging from it. On his chest is light breastplate of multiple metal plates, allowing easy movement while still giving protection. Slung across his back is a large sheath for holding Kveykva.
Likes/Dislikes: The one thing that Tagaul hates more than anything is a traitor, followed closely by excuses. However he enjoys the thrill of battle, the sweet taste of victory, and the knowledge that he has powers other men can only gape at.
Strengths: He is a fierce warrior and possess an iron will. In the art of magical defense, he is a master.
Weakness: Rather single-minded, he is quick to commit all of himself to whatever challenge he is faced with, without much thought about ambushes or tricks.
Family:
Father: Konor Dramev
Mother: Isabelle Dramev
Siblings: None
Not-So-Brief History: It is a time of stability for the Empire. Galbatorix sits assuredly on his throne, as he has for many years prior. The Forsworn are dwindling, but still a powerful force within the Empire. It is in these times that two nobles within the King's court sire a son, a healthy lad named Tagaul.
Tagaul lived as any son of a noble would, enjoying the pleasures of life. At the age of six, his life was rent in two by the Forsworn. Tagaul has only fleeting memories of the night before he was knocked out, chief among them being the terrifying sight of a great dragon smashing through the walls of his family's estate.
When he regained consciousness, he was lying on his side in a room of stone, with no furnishings besides a cot and a small dresser. Before he could gather his thoughts, he was visited by the man who had destroyed his home, one of the remaining Forsworn.
In a typical spoiled child manner, he demanded answers of his captor, who responded with a sharp blow to the side of Tagaul's head, and the warning that if he spoke again, his tongue would be rent from his mouth and fed to him. So he stayed silent.
The story was simple, his parents had been found to be Varden spies and Galbatorix had responded in kind, ordering the deaths of them both. Tagaul had been put to sleep through magic and transported to the lair of the Forsworn to be trained as a soldier of the Empire; the ultimate insult to his parents memories.
But during his training, Tagaul repeatedly impressed his Rider captors with exceptional swordsmanship and loyalty beyond that of many of the King's soldiers. Slowly, dragon care and dueling while in flight were integrated into his training.
Training continued, even while Brom and the Varden continued killing the Forsworn. On his sixteenth birthday, Tagaul was finally assigned his destiny. The destiny to become a Rider for the Empire, to continue the legacy of the Forsworn. Overcome with pride in himself, Tagaul accepted.
The Varden tried and failed to eliminate Tagaul, doing nothing but strengthening his resolve to destroy them. When he was presented with a dragon egg, it shattered in his hands, releasing an orange dragon which Tagaul named Galzra.
For the next eight years he trained as a Rider, carrying out the King's most cruel and dangerous orders without question, earning a nickname to strike fear into men; the Fist of the King.
Anything extra:
Dragon Info
Name - Galzra
Color - Orange / Red
Age - 8 years
Appearance - [See Below]
Personality - Galzra is more beast than dragon, harboring a patience thinner than silk and the strength of two dragons. Believe it or not, it is Tagaul who is the more level-headed of the two, often having to calm Galzra down before he 'forgets' himself. Galzra is a fierce dragon, and a terror in any fight. His loyalty is matched with his master making him one of the most dangerous creatures any enemy of the Empire can face in all of Alagaësia.
Password: Witch of Teirm
Other name: Fist of the King
Race:: Human
Side: Empire
Birthplace: Urû’baen
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Birthday: February 10
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Tagaul's hair is usually wild, reaching down to his shoulders and a beard of equal length.
Weight: 190 lbs
Height: 6' 0''
Magic User: Yes
Preferred Weapon(s): Tagaul wields a great claymore [Kveykva] forged by the King's finest smiths, set with tourmaline in the hilt. He also keeps a stiletto dagger at his waist for quick sneak attacks while his opponent is locked in combat.
Personality: Tagaul is a warrior, through and through. He is fiercely loyal and has an iron will, never departing from a task that has been set before him until he is ordered to stop. His lot has been firmly placed on the side of Galbatorix and the Empire, so he harbors a strong hatred for anyone found to be in league with the Varden rebels.
Such loyalty is often misinterpreted as cruelty, he has been known to use and sacrifice the resources he has been given in order to accomplish his task. He treats his enemies with no mercy and harbors no regrets for actions that he considers to have been done for the good of the Empire.
Appearance: Tagaul is tall and imposing, and his emotions are normally hidden behind his hair and beard. He always wears clothes fit for battle, mainly consisting of a light mail shirt and leggings and roquelaure. Over the roquelaure is a leather belt with a diamond sewn onto the front and the sheath for the stiletto hanging from it. On his chest is light breastplate of multiple metal plates, allowing easy movement while still giving protection. Slung across his back is a large sheath for holding Kveykva.
Likes/Dislikes: The one thing that Tagaul hates more than anything is a traitor, followed closely by excuses. However he enjoys the thrill of battle, the sweet taste of victory, and the knowledge that he has powers other men can only gape at.
Strengths: He is a fierce warrior and possess an iron will. In the art of magical defense, he is a master.
Weakness: Rather single-minded, he is quick to commit all of himself to whatever challenge he is faced with, without much thought about ambushes or tricks.
Family:
Father: Konor Dramev
Mother: Isabelle Dramev
Siblings: None
Not-So-Brief History: It is a time of stability for the Empire. Galbatorix sits assuredly on his throne, as he has for many years prior. The Forsworn are dwindling, but still a powerful force within the Empire. It is in these times that two nobles within the King's court sire a son, a healthy lad named Tagaul.
Tagaul lived as any son of a noble would, enjoying the pleasures of life. At the age of six, his life was rent in two by the Forsworn. Tagaul has only fleeting memories of the night before he was knocked out, chief among them being the terrifying sight of a great dragon smashing through the walls of his family's estate.
When he regained consciousness, he was lying on his side in a room of stone, with no furnishings besides a cot and a small dresser. Before he could gather his thoughts, he was visited by the man who had destroyed his home, one of the remaining Forsworn.
In a typical spoiled child manner, he demanded answers of his captor, who responded with a sharp blow to the side of Tagaul's head, and the warning that if he spoke again, his tongue would be rent from his mouth and fed to him. So he stayed silent.
The story was simple, his parents had been found to be Varden spies and Galbatorix had responded in kind, ordering the deaths of them both. Tagaul had been put to sleep through magic and transported to the lair of the Forsworn to be trained as a soldier of the Empire; the ultimate insult to his parents memories.
But during his training, Tagaul repeatedly impressed his Rider captors with exceptional swordsmanship and loyalty beyond that of many of the King's soldiers. Slowly, dragon care and dueling while in flight were integrated into his training.
Training continued, even while Brom and the Varden continued killing the Forsworn. On his sixteenth birthday, Tagaul was finally assigned his destiny. The destiny to become a Rider for the Empire, to continue the legacy of the Forsworn. Overcome with pride in himself, Tagaul accepted.
The Varden tried and failed to eliminate Tagaul, doing nothing but strengthening his resolve to destroy them. When he was presented with a dragon egg, it shattered in his hands, releasing an orange dragon which Tagaul named Galzra.
For the next eight years he trained as a Rider, carrying out the King's most cruel and dangerous orders without question, earning a nickname to strike fear into men; the Fist of the King.
Anything extra:
Dragon Info
Name - Galzra
Color - Orange / Red
Age - 8 years
Appearance - [See Below]
Personality - Galzra is more beast than dragon, harboring a patience thinner than silk and the strength of two dragons. Believe it or not, it is Tagaul who is the more level-headed of the two, often having to calm Galzra down before he 'forgets' himself. Galzra is a fierce dragon, and a terror in any fight. His loyalty is matched with his master making him one of the most dangerous creatures any enemy of the Empire can face in all of Alagaësia.
Password: Witch of Teirm
