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Drake malborn

"if they are out there, i will find them and make a new home!

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a character in “Monster Hunting in Barren Landscapes”, originally authored by Nobel Kiriano, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Drake Malborn, second oldest son of Meritan Malborn. Drake had only one thing in this world he cared about, his family. When driven out of there homeland and forced to sea, still he cared only for his family.

The Malborns were a large family, a mother, Anabith, the father Mertan and his four sons Raid, the oldes, Drake, Arwon&Trence the twins . Drake loved them all and would die for any one of them, but there was one family member he loved more then the rest his sister Kiri. Kiri was Drakes only sister and the one he got along best with. Ever scene he was young, he had looked after her and protected her and decided he wanted to do everything in his power to make her happy and keep her safe. Now, with his family scatted, Drake has an unbreakable determination to find Kiri and the rest of his family and make a new home for them.

Drake before the scattering had a job as a cook (originally to make good meals for Kiri). He would on occasion help out with construction on housed and worked on the boat that had sailed them across the sea.

Drakes personality is very strait foreword, he does not lie, he does not hurt people unless he must although he enjoys fighting itself, his family is his top priority, and he must help everyone he can. he follows his own laws that he sets for himself, no breaking them. he has a photographic memorie and has many trivial skills as well as all the knolage of the books he has read.

Age:19 years 2 months, 17 days.

Gear: two cooking knives, well maintained. half clothing.

Appearance: 5ft 7inches blond hair blue eye's, scare on back form accident 5 years ago.
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Hot.... The first thing that came to Drakes mind as he dragged his feed though the sand. it’s too damn hot... Drake never did like it when it was too hot, but for the past day he had been walking non-stop, trying to find something, anything in this seemingly endless sea of sand and rock. Drake had eaten all of the meager food he had managed to not loose during the attack on the colony. To his surprise he had not fallen over dead yet, in the books he read a normal human would have died long ago for a lack of water and lack of food, added to the extreme climate. Then again he was no longer a normal human, at first the visions that showed him to eat a brain is to evolve were little more than hallucination do to the shock of the loss of the colony but now that he has made it this far, he was beginning to think that it may be true That or I am going insane from all this heat.

Drake stopped walking, for the first time in many hours and looked up into the bright blue sky, without a cloud in sight. His thoughts returned to his family, he had lost them during the attack and was worrying endlessly for them. Are they safe?... Are they dead? These thoughts racked his head, He probably would have began to cry a little if it was not for the fact he was dehydrated. "No" he yelled to himself "THEY ARE ALIVE AND I WILL FIND THEM"! His voice rang out loudly and he though his fist in the air to give himself confidence. He slowly lowered his fist and looked down I say that but..... I have not even see another human much less anyone I know Before he could progress with his thought's further he heard the loud sound of a gun being fired off in the distance

It was loud but Drake could not make out where it came from, in the large flat land where he stood it could be anywhere. Drake began to look around and drew one of his cooking knives the cold steel reflected the sunlight. As Drake looked around to his despair he saw a sand storm heading his way. Normal Drake feared nothing and would dive head first into the fire if he had good cause but there was something off about the sand storm. The way the sand moved and at the speed it was moving was unnatural.

Drake knew he could not get away from the storm. Looking around there was no cover. In books he had read he knew that sandstorms were not to be underestimated, the rages grains of sand could kill a person by casing them to chock to death. Using the keen blade of the knife he cut off a strip of cloth from his ragged shirt, it was to big for him anyways, he thought as the knife cut though the clothing with no problems. He wrapped the cloth around his mouth, hopping to help protect himself. With no cover to be seen he dug a hole in the sand and half buried himself. It was hot but he knew he would be better if he stayed in his little fort. Keeping his knife at the ready, Drake prepared himself for whatever would come this way.

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The Raging Sandstorm hit Drake hard. Even in his make shift ...cover Drake was taking a beating, with the winds increasing in speed the harder the sand pelted his face. He knew even with his eyes closed that he must look like he was made of sand. The storm had been raging for around a full minute when the winds became stronger then they had ever been before. The heat was chocking even if he had his mouth covered. He was forced to put his face into the ground. It was a few seconds later when he herd the crunching sound of a foot step right next to his face. he knew it was right next to him otherwise he would never heard it over the raging winds. Without hesitating Drake slowed his breath, every instinct was yelling at him to not move. He was perfectly camouflaged almost buried in sand. Whatever it was it stood there for a few seconds, yet for each seconds Drake felt his heart beat with the force of a dozen drums. He was sure the entity would hear his heart.

After a few more seconds the foot steeps walked away. Staying there for a few more minutes the sand storm progressively became weaker. Finlay the winds grew week enough to Drake to lift himself out ofi the sand. The hot Grains pored out of his hair and his clothes almost like he was a fountain. The air was cool, at least it was in comparison to what it was within the vortex.

"God dammit, that was not fun" he said to himself. He stood up and more sand fell out of his......everywhere. He was about to clean himself further when he noised something 40 feet away from him. It was a large bird of some sort, it had four leg's and one very large wing. Were there was to be a second wing there was a bleeding stump. It skin looked dry and scaly and feathers only covered parts of its body. Drake could not tell if it was because the storm had taken them off or it was shedding the feathers. It had a tail with a large cubed end and was stumbling along for its left foremost leg was clearly broken.

Drake now looking at this large beast was quite puzzled what to do with this find. Drake was Hungary. Drake was thirsty. and the thing in front of him was clearly at its weakest. Now the problem was that drake was also week right now, although his constitution had surprised him up to this point he was by no means in prime shape. The other problem being that this phyn was still large, 3 meters long and 2 high. it may be even bigger seeing how is was hunching over its snapped limb.

screw it ....why not Looking back at the storm that was not in the distance Drake drew his knifes. His two blades were a long knife with a serrated edge meant for tearing though flesh, with a tip that was good for stabbing. The second knife he had was a cleaver meant for hacking though bone. When drake was first learning to become a cook he believed the knives were ill suited for the task but he soon learned that with all the phyn that he had to cut up for meals he soon came to believe that anything else and they would never have had any good meals except for ones witch they could boil the meet off of.

Treading as lightly as he could Drake began to run around the beast to get to its blind spot. with almost no sound being made he began to approach his prey, the two blades as the ready to kill the beast. From looking at its anatomy a kill kill was almost impossible, its heart was almost defiantly located in its chest and the serrated knife was not able to find its way in deep enough to find the mark so, the safest way for Drake to secure the kill would be to cripple it with his opening attack. It had wings so a lot of its muscles would be on its back. With its left front leg broken if he could cut enough muscles to make it so it cant use its right it would be easy pickings. "Lets do this!" He yelled as he jumped onto the beast back sinking his cleaver into its flesh.