YOUR WARRIOR OF STEEL HAS ARRIVED
Name (& pronunciation): Kairon Angelbane (Ky-ron Ain-jel-bain)
Date of Birth (& age): 14 Nov, 27 years old
Place of Birth: Unknown
Gender: Male
Species/Racial Origin: Human
Social Class/Community Status: Gladiator
Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: Alone and has been since he can remember
Physical Description *Human*
Height: 6"1'
Weight: 80kg
Hair: Blonde, neck length and straight
Eyes: Steely (See what I did there?) Blue
Limb Dexterity: Muscular yet no bulky/lean, agile yet won't easily get over an injury. He's a bit of a child when it comes to actually getting hurt. He's spent that long practicing, however, that the peasants who go up against him never get a hit in.
Typical Clothing/Equipment: He prefers to fight hand-to-hand but is capable with most weapons except bows. His usual clothing consists of fingerless gloves, black shorts and a red, yellow and blue shirt, if he feels like wearing one at all, of course.
Physical Description *dragon*
Height: When on all fours approximately 70m
When on hind legs approximately 120m
Weight: 17 tonnes
Length: 210m from nose to tip of tail
Size of Wings: 130m from tip to tip
Scale colour: Silver
Species type: Western/Occidental
Eye colour: Red
Horns: Yes
Spines: Yes
Tail: Thin with a hook on the end
Element: Steel
Power 1: Steel Conjuring-
Kairon is able to form any kind of object out of steel as long as it is still attached to his body. However excessive use of this can be tiring. He can change a body part to steel without effort, but will grow tired after keeping a wall of steel up for a prolonged amount of time, for example, 3 minutes under an outside force.
Power 2: Rain of Steel-
Kairon can conjure a barrage of steel swords to shoot towards his opponent. As with Steel Conjuring, the more swords created and the further they are thrown, the more fatigued he becomes.
Personality/Attitude: He's pretty damn up himself and tends to act like a bit of a diva, but he'd never turn down a good meal no matter who it's from
Skills/Talents: Hand-to-hand combat
Favourites/Likes: Attention, Food
Most Hated/Dislikes: Being left out
Goals/Ambitions: To be world-renowned and have millions of fans
Strengths: Looks, Fighting, Endurance
Weaknesses: Mud, Electricity, Bows
Fears: Being forgotten
Hobbies/Interests: He is the current rising champion of a nearby gladiator ring
Regular Routine: Wake up, eat, fight, eat, sleep, maybe eat while sleeping
Philosophy of Life: If there's someone in this world that sees you as no one, then that's all you are.
Attitude Toward Death: "I'll die as long as people will remember me afterwards"
Religion/Beliefs: He believes in himself, which is good enough for him
Fetishes/Strange Behaviors: Throwing himself into stupid situations for attention
Most Instructive/Painful/Memorable Experience: He hasn't been defeated and doesn't remember his parents, so nothing has been painful to him. He remembers most the day that he killed his first opponent, and how he had felt nothing towards it, but had still relished in the cheers of the audience.
Sexual Preference/Experience/Values: He acts like he gets all da girls, but in reality, none of them know him, "YET".
Education/Special Training: He spent his childhood training in the arena with all kinds of weapons
Brief history: Kairon was thrown on the doorsteps of a small hut possibly not two days after he was born. Unfortunately the man who owned the house was cruel and saw the opportunity to gain money from this child. Before he could speak, the boy had a sword in his hand. He was thrown into an arena instead of school and taught to fight like a man while he was merely a child. Through his endless torment, he learned to keep a cheery and enthusiastic demeanour. After his first battle, when his opponent lay dead on the ground in front of him, the man who had taught him everything mysteriously disappeared. Kairon inherited everything from his money to his house, which he sold, and then spent the money he had on a much better house. He lived in luxury for a long time afterwards…