Otrion Millarst(Complete!)

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Your character's full name: Otrion Millarst
Age: 36
Species: Kalidias
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Otrion is a literal mountain of fur and muscle. His ten foot frame, and weight of almost 325 pounds is intimidating to those who try an go against him. His fur is the color of rust, with gold patches on his snout, eartips, paws, belly, and tail. His claws are slices of the darkest obsidian, and wickedly sharp.

The clothes he normally wears for wandering are simple. A cotton, sleeveless, azure vest open at the chest is held on by a crimson rope. A pair of black breeches extend underneath the vest to his feet, which he keeps unshod. The better to use the claws above and below.
His attire for battle is something else entirely. Made of burnished steel plates layered on top of one another in order to create a flexible, yet strong defense. The end of each blate is spiked. His helmet has an open spot for his lower jaw. His silhouette is petrifying when he dons his full armor, he looks like a vengeful spirit of flame.

Belongings:

Although his claws and jaw are effective weapons, he realized that he needs an actual weapon other than his natural ones. He created a weapon perfectly suited to his size and sheer strength. It is an axe of enormous proportions. The shaft is as long as his arm, if not a little shorter, but the blade dwarfs it completely. The blade is reminisce of a wing, and is a deep black. The handle is dark brown, and the pommel is red. It has the ability to dispel blades of wind at every swing.

Personality:

Otrion is a kalidias, so he has everything that makes up his race. He greatly prefers solitude to the company of others. He is quite and stoic, preferring to speak with actions, rather than words. His hate for violence, is definately overrulled by his strong desire to destroy those who find glee in causing others pain and strife. He regrets killing, so he tries his hardest to find another solution to the problem. He prefers discussion to stunning, and stunning to killing. Yet he will kill if he must. His axe is clean, but not because of him. Don't get me wrong, Otrion is clean. He likes things nice and organized, yet he hasn't had a reason to use hisn axe for ill on someone. All it has chopped, is wood and brush.

Strengths:

Like his race, fire heals him, emotionally, mentally, and physically. His strength is near unmatched, and he is extremely skilled in metal works;even compared to the rest of the kalidias!

Weaknesses:

He cannot tolerate water, and he gets extremely quesy at the site of blood.

History and Background Information:

Otrion was fortunate enough to have two parents in a prosperous occupation. Both were skilled in metal craft, and handed down that to Otrion. Whe he turned 24, he left his parents. He heard of a legend on his travels. The legend of Millok, the greatest kalidias ever. Millok was reputed to be the best at imbueing weapons with powers, and it was rumored that he created an armband that increases the wearers luck. Otrion resolved to find this choice piece, that was lost in time. He has searched fruitlessly. Without luck, and ironically enough, finding worse luck on the road. Otrion has found that he is getting less chance to be his normal, conservative self on his travels. Bandits and rogues have ceasslessly attacked him, and the weather has been very depressing for him. He has almost given up his search, untill a vital clue discovered in some obscure, backwards town. He has apprehension on completing his self-imposed quest, for his clue has led him deep into the heart of the shadow lands, and in quick access to all those who hate his kind with a passion.

Any other details:

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