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Nathillius Arkon Aruskhor
A dracovian gifted with the powers of enchantment. His body is covered by a thick leather armor, metal plates protecting most of his vitals. Not much is known of him as his face is hidden by a long dreads of brown hair.
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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Nathillius
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Nathillius Arkon Aruskhor's Story
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Nathillius Arkon Aruskhor did not seem fased by this hostile answer instead he simply smiled kindly. He then saw the blood and his tone and facial expression changed to serious. "Let me see your wound." He said, sternly, his other claw near the hilt of his sword in case things changed from bad to worse.
Nathillius Arkon Aruskhor looked closely at the wound and pulled out his hip flask...Alcohol. A simple but painful way to disinfect a wound such as this. He opened the flask and poured a fair amount over the wound, ripping a part of his cloak off he used it as pressure until he was able to bandage it momentarily.
Nathillius Arkon Aruskhor nodded as he drew his ancestral katana on insinct and kept it in his free claw. His actions may have seemed erradic but they were all purposeful. "Now, who attacked you? That wound does not look self inflicted." He said, gripping the hilt of his sword in slight irritation.
Nathillius Arkon Aruskhor laughed as if he had heard a cruel joke. "You are a fool if you think you don't need my help in your condition." He said, as a strange blue aura began to flow about his figure, it slowly began to grow around him almost as if he was pulsating with some kind of blue magic. "Do not think you are beyond help from a stranger, my dear." He said, his voice now cold and almost evil.
Nathillius Arkon Aruskhor shook his head. "This is a fight you cannot win on your own, you need my help and therefore whether you like it or not I will help you." He said, his voice going back to kind and gentle as the aura dissapated.
Nathillius Arkon Aruskhor walked in. His eyes glancing about to the variety of different attendies. Keeping a claw on his the hilt of his sword as if he was paranoid but this was not the case he just thought it was better safe then sorry.
Nathillius Arkon Aruskhor stepped in through the bar door. His half-dragon features hidden quite well as he was wearing a full suit of armor issued as standard gear for all guards. He lifted the silver helm off his muzzle and shook his head admiring how empty it was in the bar. But this was not unusual since most kept from taverns such as these throughout most of the days. He glanced at the rosy woman and took a seat at one of the corner tables, pulling his sword from its scabbard and beginning to sharpen the blade.
Nathillius Arkon Aruskhor stopped for a moment and began to chuckle at the sharpened sword, for some reason weapons of any kind seemed to amuse him like a small child with a new toy. Slamming it back into its scabbard he looked around once more as the bar had more visitors than he had expected. He pulled out a small vile filled with purple liquid and began swirling it around in the vile absent-mindedly.
In the center of the arena stood a figure, his features were not human. His tail swayed back and forth as he took his stance, Zui Quan or Drunken Fist as some called it was something this half-dragon was specialized in. He wore a long blue robe, covering his naked chest while his lower half he wore a strange kind of pants, bandages wrapped around the ankles. It seemed all the movements were like a funny dance but each strike was deadly accurate. He paused and saw the drunkard defacing the arena. "What do you think you are doing, you drunk?" He yelled, as he kept up his movements.
Nathillius Arkon Aruskhor sighed, he had no idea why this man insisted on vandalising this arena, however at the moment he just kept up with his movement as the piece of glass that had been thrown landed in front of him. He kept up his movements, swaying every so often along with the quick but strong strikes to the air. "Do you have no respect for this place?" He muttered to himself as he kept it up.
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