The Knight
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wherever you know of harm
regard that harm as your own
and give your foes no peace
Tall as a tower and burnished in blood and smoke, her roar rolls like thunder as she shoulders in the door to the lord's personal chambers, sawblade grin flashing in the candlelight. She spots his shadow trembling on the wall. Her greatsword is already in hand, its edge reddened by the guards who impeded her. They were only doing their jobs-- and she's just doing hers.
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✧ yanh-oh-ray
✧ paladin
✧ soldier
✧ strixiki (dragonborn; gold)
✧ 25 cycles old
✧ 6'10''
✧ 270+ lbs
✧ mesomorphic
✧ Ierikxius clan
✧ Triadic Order; Knights of Torm
✧ worshiper of Bahamut
✧ chaotic good
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☀HOARDER▪ Despite the additional weight it adds to her cart, Yanorae pathologically collects trophies from the tyrants she defeats, including their flags, crests, and occasionally weapons. She likes to show these off and recount their respective tales and gets cross with anyone who mishandles them or suggests they're mere trinkets. Though most human paladins abhor this behavior, it is her draconic ancestry more than misplaced arrogance that compels her to hoard. ☀INTEMPERATE▪ Unlike other paladins, Yanorae lacks the inclination to show mercy or grant second chances. She is quick to draw her blade and blind and unreasoning in its use; once she swears enmity towards someone they will find themselves forever the object of her grudge. Young and hotheaded, she does not have the same wise, righteous charisma of other holy warriors. Her good intentions can initially be difficult to discern.
☀VIGILANTE▪ Yanorae struggles to respect authority, believing that most organizations are inherently incompetent, indecisive, or corrupt, and thus unable to realize their core ideals. She strikes out alone beholden only to her personal code. This has earned her a considerable bounty, payable dead but preferred alive to answer for her collateral damage. ☀VIRTUOUS▪ Chains are meant to be broken, as are those who would forge them. Though at times a prideful and uncompromising individualist, she continues to honour the paladin virtues of honesty, courage, compassion, and duty. She has not forsaken her oath to protect, though no holy order will condone the way she has chosen to apply these teachings.
Draconic Ancestry:
✧ breath weapon: fire, though not with the same intensity or frequency as a full-blooded dragon. A molten amber glow shines through the scales of her throat when she's preparing an attack, and outside of combat smoke often trails from her jaws
✧ eyes: copper-gold. Tapetum lucidum grant her night vision while also giving her eyes a distinctive red shine
✧ claws: weapons in their own right, rending leather, wood, and flesh with ease
✧ teeth: her grins are too sharp to be immediately trustworthy; the snaggled sawblade fangs of an obligate carnivore
✧ scales: gold, metallic when they catch the light. They repel dull blades, shoddy arrows, and are impervious to flames
✧ horns: an outcropping adorns her head, though the most prominent are consistent with the horns and frills of a gold dragon
✧ tail: one swing into the chest can crush a man's ribcage and drive his broken bones into his organs
✧ vocalizations: see crocodile roars and closed-mouth infrasound
✧ flightless: unlike a true dragon, Yanorae lacks wings and the ability to fly
