Name: Forgan Icewing, of House Transixies(sp?) Age: 80 (In Human years... I think that's like 25 in human) Gender: Male... Drakbutt! Drakbutt! Race: I am a proud Ice-Drak. Hair: It's hard to find Rogaine outside Malfestus. Eyes: Deep Violet Height: 6'4" Weight: Probably around 250 lbs Class: Paladin of the child goddess, Haltessa Weapon: Two Handed Sword. (The blade, FoeCleaver, loosely translated from it's dragon language name.) Favorite Deity: Haltessa, although I have immense respect for Venna. Favorite Animal: As Dragons aren't animals, I'd have to say the thrush. So simple in it's purity, it can accomplish much, and I, as brutish as I have been in this war, could learn a lesson from it's simplicity. Favorite Game: I was never much for games, but as I trudge through the snows of this war, I long to see children playing in peace. As we play our game in this world, so will they one day continue their simple games that will pass their childhood days... Favorite Color: White of course, like the pure sheen of my stylish scales. Okay, maybe they're not so stylish in Setile, but you come to Malfestus... you'll see! Best Friend: In my past, I would say the lady Loreanna. Although our relationship was not that close, she was the one I knew I could always trust. Her, and Vade. However, as I travel Setile in these past few days, Grey has proven himself most reliable. Personal Idol: The mighty Dragon Spirit. While darkness has recently overtaken it, I am sure it's strength and wisdom shall prevail! Fondest Memory: When I was a child, I was lost one morning after a long battle, where my mother was slain. You may think this odd to be my fondest memory, but it was when the child, Haltessa found me. The marauding band that slew my mother did not find me, she had hidden me well. And, as I wandered the tundra, the Goddess found me, and gave me purpose. When I awoke, from what I had thought was a dream, I was in the house of the lady Loreanna. Haltessa may have saved my life, but the lady Loreanna sustained me, and raised me. Most embarrassing moment: I have a feeling it is impending... if that other Drak on the ship finds out I have a thing for his wife... She has the most beautiful golden wings... Favorite pet: Animals are not pets. They have their own will. Nobody can "own" another being. Any siblings?: I know not if they survived the battle. Favorite relative: My noble mother. Favorite place: While Malfestus is the Bestus, the frozen Tundra is nice all year round. Ambition: Currently? Well, helping to save the Dragon Spirit, and aiding in the waking of the sleeping child are among them. Who knew meeting Grey Tarrenson would be so fateful... Favorite pastime: Lately? Biting Malfestian heavy infantry in the head during blizzards. Favorite outfit: My glorious custom made Drak-Chainmail! Never go ANYWHERE without it. (Because if you do, that GM guy will know, and you will die.) Favorite time of day: The Dawn, the rebirth of the day. My impressions of the party: Well. Now this is a subject! Grey: When I met him, I instantly was surprised to see someone so decked out in the shambles I had stumbled upon. This shining Paladin of Venna appeared to be no more than a young boy, but the past few days have proved him one of the most honorable and powerful men I have yet to meet. There are many others more powerful, but he is indeed a valuable ally. His immense favor in Venna, and unusually numerous powerful contacts have helped us and I'm sure will continue to help us more times than we can count. Also, he is wise beyond his years. I will have to find out more about him. I am sure there is much he does not even tell those closest to him. For now though, I consider him my closest friend here. However, he sometimes gets in over even HIS head, which is why I'm glad he's got Elanora and I. Ah, yes... Elanora... Elanora: Another child. A centaur, but a child. It appears she has proven to me that my life was not all that bad in my early years. Not only has she had a demon posing as her, ousting her from her own community, but she is plagued by a deep depression, is a follower of the Raven, and is in way over her head. While I don't approve of some of her methods, her heart is in the right place. She is quite capable when she puts her mind to it, but she is scared, and justifiably so. Grey and her talk of dying more than once. That would be enough to scare even me! My Motivation: I am loyal to Malfestus, but to My kind and Haltessa above all. Since my army has become dispicably overtaken, I was forced to find those more honorable to take on the larger task at hand. True, I wish to avenge the lady Loreanna. True, I don't wish my countrymen to die at my hand, but as I have grown in the ways of Haltessa, I have come to realize that sometimes there is a greater good, and those that can survive, and overcome are those that are destined to make a difference. This is how I shall live. Grey and Elanora are involved in something far greater than this war, and I believe that the fates have woven me into that plot as well.