Tyraxes
Tyraxes is a big, 6’9 red dragonborn who stands tall with his chest constantly puffed and shoulders pushed back. He has an aura of seriousness around him, head on a swivel and eyes constantly looking around. His size is not only tall but huge. Bulging muscles almost pop out of the clothes he wears though they fit well on him. His voice is extremely guttural, to a point where you hear more of vibrations than his actual voice projecting.
Tyraxes was a simple solider growing up in a small village a long ways from here. A town of dragonborn who lived by themselves in the countryside, not defending much but still taught to be able to fight. Tyraxes lived a boring life as a guardsmen, his father being the captain of the guards meaning that all of his kin was subject to guard the small village they lived in. This long, boring life of guarding seemingly nothing was all for naught one day as someone came into town wanting something it seemed his Dad did not want to give up. His memory that day was.... messy. Fires ruined the land around him, the last thing he remembers is grabbing his little brother and sister and running. In the cave where they bed down for the night... he called for help. That same night he called, a voice answered, hellish... though... draconic. The Dragon Queen asked for loyalty so that he may flee safely... and eventually end the person who destroyed his home.
Tyraxes was a simple solider growing up in a small village a long ways from here. A town of dragonborn who lived by themselves in the countryside, not defending much but still taught to be able to fight. Tyraxes lived a boring life as a guardsmen, his father being the captain of the guards meaning that all of his kin was subject to guard the small village they lived in. This long, boring life of guarding seemingly nothing was all for naught one day as someone came into town wanting something it seemed his Dad did not want to give up. His memory that day was.... messy. Fires ruined the land around him, the last thing he remembers is grabbing his little brother and sister and running. In the cave where they bed down for the night... he called for help. That same night he called, a voice answered, hellish... though... draconic. The Dragon Queen asked for loyalty so that he may flee safely... and eventually end the person who destroyed his home.
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