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Drakin

Table of Contents

  1. Description
    1. Appearance
      1. Human Form
      2. Dragon Form
    2. Personality
  2. History

Description

Appearance

Human Form

A short man in fine silk robes and many-jewelled accessories. His face is stern with a chiselled jaw and a buff physique. Most notably, his hair and eyes are a shimmering, almost-liquid, bronze colour.

Dragon Form

A huge bronze dragon, with a large frill running up his tail and spine to the tip of his nose. Eight large horns, black-tipped and razor sharp, adorn his head, and his tongue is purple-grey and ends in a wicked point.

Personality

Drakin is something of an anomaly among bronze dragons, shunning the usual coastal lairs for the largest city he could find. He loves people, especially those from places he has never heard of or who have long and fascinating stories to tell. Inquisitive to a fault, he is often seen as dismissive to those who do not interest him.

Then again, if you have money, you’ll be of interest to him. Drakin is always looking for more investment opportunities, though he has no intention of diversifying his own ‘brand’ of metallic armours and shields any further. He considers his newfound ‘company’ to be the modern equivalent of a dragon hoard, and will protect and expand it just as ferociously. In an unspoken sense, he would see himself as the future of draconic society.

His lair is located a stone’s throw from the Airdocks, whereupon the first test airship flight crashed into a block of houses. The wreckage is now his home, guarded by the many angry spirits of those killed in the crash.

History

Draknaiir’viorin, the Dauntless Vanguard (Drakin, as he is known) is an adult bronze dragon with a ridiculous fortune and a large swathe of historical artefacts. He maintains the guise of a wealthy noble at all times for business purposes, though his true draconic nature is one of Sigil’s worst-kept secrets. At all times, the heraldry of his company - DrakinGuard - is prominent upon his person (azure in fess point, a dragon in annulo bronze, a base wavy buff).

Few people know much of Drakin’s history, and what is known is often wildly inaccurate or rampant speculation. See, Drakin came from somewhere among the upper planes - that much is known. Beyond that, how and why he came to join the Fated is a mystery to anyone - let alone why he stuck around for the transition from Fated to Consortium.

Still, Drakin divulges nuggets of information about his past to favoured mortals, considering it ‘extra payment’ for a job well done (he does have a rather high view of himself).

Drakin runs a large armoursmithing business, his first “employee” was a single indentured blacksmith whose name has long been forgotten. From there, he ‘scaled’ up (pun intended) to the booming empire of mass-produced chainmail and plate he peddles today. His goods, comprising metal armours of all types and shields especially, are some of the most affordable in Sigil. They are also of surprisingly good quality… if you can put up with the obnoxious heraldry (and don't go trying to remove or tamper with that... chant says he's got an Inevitable to hunt down any sods that infringe on his "Trader's Marks").