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Name: Cojack Ironhide
Age: 27
Race: Dragoon
Gender: Male
Diamond Color: Blood Red
Appearance: Terrifying. 6'5'' and as muscular as a bodybuilder. Well, he would be if you could clearly make out his muscles underneath his scales.
Weapon(s): Carries a bow, dual swords, and a massive two-handed blade.
The bow:
Made with the finest craftsmanship, he bought the bow when he was young, even though the poundage of the bow was far too much for him to be able to use it as a young boy. With a draw weight of around 80 pounds, it was many years before he could properly use the weapon.
The dual swords (please ignore the names of the blades in the picture):
Although he doesn't often use the twin blades, he carries them everywhere with him. He dislikes them because of the elegance that is required to wield them. Cojack is many things, but elegant is not one of them.
The big sword:
Yes, it's enormous. Yes, it's two handed. Yes, it's almost 5'5'' from tip to pommel. Although a sword like this would normally be far far FAR too heavy to be wielded (not even due to lack of muscle, but physics get in the way too), it is Cojack's favorite weapon. It is actually a lot lighter than it appears to be, and is made of some kind of metal that Cojack is unfamiliar with. But it's incredibly light for it's size (although still pretty heavy), and hardly ever needs to be sharpened.
Personality: Cojack is dumb as dumb can be. But he certainly more than makes up for that in muscle. Although his intelligence is dulled, his instincts are sharp, and his senses are keen. In conversation, he's about as interesting as a rock. He can barely offer any input, and hardly has the ability to form his own opinions. Words that are too long hurt his head, and so do politics. He'd rather throw stuff than listen to people debate over this and that. Which, he often ends up doing if he has to sit through talks for too long. He is practically the embodiment of the temper that the dragoons are known for.
Outside of his anger and stupidity, Cojack is fiercely loyal and an excellent friend. Once his friendship is gained, he will cross oceans too look after his friend. Although this could be stupidity as well, because he likely could be convinced to try to swim across an ocean.
Magic: Although magic is largely unknown to him, his diamond seemed to give him the ability to spit fire as his long-lost draconic ancestors once did. Although it is not a very powerful flame and acts better as a distraction than an attack, it still has its uses. Additionally, he seems to only be able to use it once a day or so, likely due to his body's unfamiliarity with magic.
Skills: Breaking stuff. Cojack is very, very good at breaking stuff, and spends much of his time doing just that. He once went to work for a farmer within the city, splitting wood for him. It was three days before the farmer found out that Cojack had been using his claws to tear the wood apart, and had to show him how to use the splitting maul.
History: Born outside the walls, Cojack's earliest years were spent knowing few people other than his parents. They fought each day for their survival, fleeing from small town to smaller town, trying to avoid the endless swarm of monsters. When they had heard about Rothendust and its protector, they immediately left for the city. The journey was perilous, but soon the city was in sight. They were attacked by a group of monsters there, within sight of the city. Cojack's mother, and archer, handed the young baby to his father, knowing that he would be able to hold the child while he was fighting. The sounds of the beasts' yells drew the attention of a few warriors from within the city, who knew immediately that there must be someone outside the walls. They hurried to help, but by the time they had gotten there, it was too late for Cojack's mother. Before they buried her, Cojack's father took an arrow from her quiver and gave it to his son, telling him to always remember his mother. To this day, Cojack sleeps with that arrow at his bedside, even though he was too young in those days to remember his mother today.
Years later, Cojack met a young Esper by the name of Vel Zoks. The two became friends almost immediately. Vel Zoks did not behave like the typical Esper, as he was much more mischievous, as was Cojack in his younger days. People who saw the pair often thought it comical to see an Esper running around (er, floating around) with a young dragoon, and found it more comical that the Esper behaved like the young dragoon, despite the older appearance the suit of armor had. The two never did anything truly bad. They would steal apples from local merchants, then sneak out of the wall through a small tunnel they had found, and eat the fruits of their labors. Well, Cojack ate the fruits of their labors. However, the pair also did honest work and took odd jobs here and there, Vel Zoks taking more jobs than Cojack due to his higher stamina and lack of a need for sleep. The two shared a common goal: the bow hanging above the counter at the local weapon shop. The weapon was beautiful, and the two boys wanted nothing more. A few weeks before they had the money, Cojack had even broken his claws during a job that would be sure to get them enough money to get the bow. However, because he had broken his claws, he couldn't finish the job and had to wait until they found another job. Eventually, the pair had saved up the money, and bought the bow. They brought their new treasure through their tunnel to test it outside the walls. Vel Zoks was able to fire the bow, but Cojack was not. While while was attempting to fire it, a monster appeared from the woods and ran at Cojack. Vel Zoks threw himself between the beast and the boy, fighting it off with all his might. Cojack would have thrown away the bow and joined the brawl, but his claws were still broken. He was defenseless. The guard arrived quickly to find Cojack standing over a shattered suit of armor with tears in his eyes, and an arrow through the skull of a nearby monster.
In his teenage years, Cojack dedicated himself to studying combat. He wanted revenge on the monsters that had taken his friend from him. Although the one that dealt the blow was dead, Cojck knew that there would be other victims if their great protector limited himself to protecting only what was inside the walls. The young dragoon wasn't satisfied with that. Although the tunnel he knew had been sealed soon after Vel Zok's death, he was sure there were others, and more foolish children who would wander out. He didn't know much, but he was sure of this. He trained long and hard with his bow, becoming nearly a master of the weapon in a few years. However, it didn't seem to suit him. So, he worked for a few years and bought an elegant pair of blades. He trained with them for about a month before he grew frustrated with them. He couldn't put as much muscle into them as he wanted to. He voiced his complaint to the man at the weapon shop, and the man laughed a bit, saying that the blades did look a bit like toys in Cojack's massive hands. The man went into a room behind the shop and came back with a massive blade. The shop keeper was under visible strain while carrying it to Cojack. He offered that Cojack take the weapon and give it a few swings. from when he first gripped the hilt, Cojack knew that this weapon was the one. He gave it a few swings, loving how his muscles had to strain against the weight of the metal with each imaginary blow. He asked for a price, and the shopkeeper told him it was one of a kind, made with a rare metal that could only be found far away from the city. Cojack asked for a price again, and the answer he got blew his mind. He definitely couldn't count to the number the salesman named. However, he was determined to get the weapon, and worked hard each day for years and years to acquire it. If nothing else, Cojack was determined. Then, finally, Cojack was able to buy himself the weapon for his 26th birthday.
Half a year later, Cojack heard a strange voice behind him. "Care for a diamond?" it asked, beckoning the large man to take the gleaming red gem from its shadowy outstretched hand. With a shout of "Oooh, SHINY!" Cojack snatched the gem from the outstretched hand. Had the shadow been wholly solid, Cojack probably would have broken every bone in the man's hand without knowing it. Upon grasping the gem, he felt power surge through him, his already massive muscles bulging with even more strength, and a strange tickling sensation in his throat. The tickling made him cough, spewing flames from his jaws as he did. Cojack smiled. Fire was cool.
I HAVE READ THE RULES AND UNDERSTAND THEM!!
As an added note: If there is any concern about how strong I have depicted Cojack as, I do plan on dialing it back a bit during combat. I won't do anything stupid like say he shatters shields and blades and whatnot, his strength is there mostly for comedic effect.
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