<strong>Name:</strong>Most Benevolent Tyrant Draken<strong>Passion:</strong>Anger<br/><strong>Defense:</strong>4(5) +3 vs Fire<strong>Skills:</strong>Strength(X) Intimidate( ) Endurance(X)<br/><strong>Wounds:</strong>3(3)<strong>Traits:</strong>1.( ) 2.(X) 3.( )<br/><strong>AP:</strong>3(6)[3]<strong>SP:</strong>0[6]<strong>CP:</strong>4(8)<strong>AT:</strong>0<br/><hr/><br/>Draken's helm was giving the definite impression off a coldly, almost hostilely, raised eyebrow. "I regret to inform you that the technique I used is one of my own nature, rather then a school that might be taught. However, I will thank you for both your hospitality and your praise even if my reputation, or perhaps rather<em>a</em>reputation, seems to have proceeded me. But, pray tell, how is it that you and your men know me on sight, when I have never seen any of you before, and rarely entered the heavenly realms?"