Bio

A tall, thick set man, with pale blue eyes, a pallid skin and long black hair.

He hails from the city of Kalabuto, were his family used to own a large plantation, until about 6 years ago, when a native uprising burned it to the ground. His parents and all but one of his siblings were killed. Drakkon managed to escape with his little sister Lyrina from the revolting natives to the family town house.

As you can imagine, he is not too fond of the local native and still retains the air of the Landed Gentry or Colonial Master that he should have become with his inheritance.

He is handsome and Charismatic and he uses these gifts when he can and when they fail, he turns to his Lance.