Name: Drakkaius E'Novian Aeonh Orical
Nickname: Drake of Draco
Age: 27 (true age unknown)
Species: Fallen
Height: 6'2''
Weight: 195 lbbs.
Hair type: Medium, Straight, Black
Eye color: Milky Silver
Skin tone: Light Tan
Affiliation (order, neutral, chaos): Chaos
Powers: Divine
Strengths: Elemental Control, Time Magic
Weakness: Human Emotions
Alliance Type (Holy, Good, Evil, Corrupt): Holy
Friends: unknown
Enemies: unknown
Special Quirks: Rarely speaks, even when spoken too
History of Character:
Drakkaius is a twice punished Purity God. After ruling in the divine realm for eons, Drakkaius was over-thrown by his eldest sister Aviana and his closest cousin Jar'Den. Enraged by being over-thrown, Drakkaius broke one of his own laws and destroyed an innocent soul. Believing they had gotten the upper hand, Avianna and Jar'Den cast Drakkaius down to the mortal realms, forever to be banished as an immortal mortal.
Drakkius lives and dies like a normal human, only to be reborn once again. His memories are wiped away each birth, but slowly return to him, along with his powers, as he matures and gets older.
After many centuries upon the mortal realm, the time has finally come for Drakkaius to take back his home. Only one thing stands in his way. Himself.
Way you rp:
The water looked safe enough to drink, with so many coming to the river to take in the cool refreshing, life giving, element. But Drakkaius knew better. No water was truly pure, not unless one were to make it themselves using the right elements. But there was something different about the water in the river. There was more then just the usual silt, animal and plant particals. There was something else, more menicing, deadly even. As he watched others around, from animals to people, he noticed the toxic element within the water get absorbed by those who drank from it. What was causing such a strange toxic thing to be in the river?
A young boy came running up to the river next to Drakkaius carrying two buckets. The young lad couldn't have been more then ten, but it was his job to fetch the water and he was bound and determined to do so. Water for drinking, washing, and cooking. Drakkaius smiled at the boy as he fetched the water, but frowned as soon as he saw how much of the toxic 'thing' was placed within the buckets as well. Clearly this toxic substance had been here for quite some time. Anger and sadness boiled up from within Drakkaius, causing him to almost fall to his knees. His emotions as a fallen were always too powerful for his own body to handle. The boy, seeing him sway, stopped what he was doing to help Drakkaius, offering him a cup of the water. Drakkaius smiled, taking the cup. When the boy went back to getting the buckets, Drakkaius quickly waved his hand over the cup, removing the toxic substance from both the water and the clay cup in his hands. He then took a drink, downing the pure water, then handed the cup back to the boy.
He watched the young boy return to his village with the tainted water. He sighed, shaking his head. Here the boy had done something nice for him, while he could not return the favor. Shame filled his empty soul and he turned back to the river. He removed his wool traveling cloak and placed it neatly upon the ground. It was only when touching the few blades of grass upon the ground that he sensed and saw the toxic substance within the earth itself. This caused more anger within Drakkaius. He walked straight into the river, moving to the center, which only went up to mid-chest upon himself. He closed his eyes and slowly sank down, for he didn't want anyone to witness what he was about to do. Slowly, as the water surrounded him, a bright white light appeared around his body. It melded with the water, the animals within the water, the earth, and the plants and people upon the earth. He didn't have a great range with his powers, but he would do what he could for the area.
Suddenly there was a bright flash, like a bomb or a star had just exploded, sending out radiating energy throughout the river and land. As the energy passed through everything natural, it destroyed the toxic substand and replaced it with rejuivinating energies. And just as fast it had happened, it vanished before anyone could even see it. Drakkaius rose back up out of the water, heavily drained. He slowly made his way back to shore and lay down next to his wool cloak. Though it wouldn't do much for many, the few that he could save seemed to ease his soul. He closed his eyes, wondering if this was the beginning of his salvation.
Keyword: Divine
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