About

Created: 20-12-2014

"so..." Dormarian looked her in the eyes. They were sitting at a table in a small inn. There were few people and the barman was cleaning glasses. Outside it rained. Keres was playing with a coin in her fingers. "your race normally chooses a side, Bahamut or Taimat, right?" he already knew the answer to that. "I haven't quite got whats yours..." he tried. She put the coin on the table, setting it upright under her indexfinger. "the choice between two gods is to choose between two sides of the same coin" she let the coin spin on the table. "not really different from each other" the coin toppled over and came to a still.

Keres is very down-to-earth, she's not always rational or level-headed and would prefer to settle every argument with a battle rather than a conversation. She's an absolute powerhouse, even for a dragonborn she's big and quite unstoppable once she's in motion. She isn't exceptionally witty or wise and generally relies on companions to be her "brains" so to say. The friends she makes she makes for good. She can be skeptical of new people but once you've gained her trust she'll stand up for you anytime. A loyal friend and a fierce opponent. Her morals can be a little vague but when she sees an unfair fight she'll step in and make it even.

Her story

She goes by the name Keres, Ryuka is her family name and Acidtongue her clan name, referring to their acidic breath. She lived in a dragonbonded clan, bonded to the service of a dragon. Far from other civilizations near the dragons lair. When she was little she often wandered off into the forest to secretly train to get in front of the other youngsters. One of those times she returned to a completely destroyed village, fires still raging and clan members still bleeding. They were all dead or dying, murdered by dragonhunters. Keres was at the young age of ten, she could fend for herself but just barely. She was found by a group of slave traders whom sold her to folks who made her battle in an arena. She was a gladiator for nearly four years. It started out pretty horrible and she got many scars during her first two years. But she got better, in order to survive. Fueled by the rage of losing her clan and family, by the fact that the dragon who was supposed to protect them had let them die. In this time she learnt how to turn off all her emotions but rage, pure rage. She was known as the berserker, but she never forgot who she truly was. She was longing for revenge, revenge on the dragon who had failed to protect everyone she cared about. Thats what kept her from getting killed and eventually what caused her succesful escape