<div class="floatright">(http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcT231st21xdtZQIHWk3xuAtdQJIYw1-xtLVRSDYnV2-Ly1zkXMhrw)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Basic Attributes</strong></span><br/><br/>*<strong>Given Name</strong>: Drache Sturmfeuer<br/><br/>*<strong>Gender</strong>: Male<br/><br/>*<strong>Appearance</strong>:<br/>-<span class="bbc_u">Age</span>: 25<br/>-<span class="bbc_u">Height</span>: 6’4”<br/>-<span class="bbc_u">Weight</span>: 230 lbs<br/>-<span class="bbc_u">Hair Color/Style</span>: Blond hair worn long and loose.<br/>-<span class="bbc_u">Eye Color</span>: Hazel<br/>-<span class="bbc_u">Clothing</span>: Brown leather pants, a green cloth shirt,  knee high leather boots and a gray hooded cloak.<br/>-<span class="bbc_u">Jewelry</span>: A necklace made from the tooth of a large cat.<br/><br/>*<strong>Race</strong>: Human<br/><br/>*<strong>Physical Abilities/Limitations</strong>: Drache is good at tracking and stalking, as far as humans go. He is also very strong and has an abnormal stamina that few humans can match. However, he lacks a normal education and is considered barbaric by everyone. He also has a fear and awe of magic believing that only a chosen few know how to properly control magic and that anything other than healing magic is evil.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Background</strong></span><br/><br/>Drache was raised within a barbarian tribe. As a child, he stayed with the women of the tribe as the men would venture to perform raids or war against villages or other tribes. Like the other children he began to train with weapons at an early age. Mostly, it was to help with the hunting, tracking, stalking and hunting, but, the training would also be used to develop the skills needed as a adult  male member of the tribe.<br/>Unlike many of the other children, Drache was bigger and stronger and he was allowed to begin training to be a warrior of the tribe at an earlier age. At the age of 14 he was allowed to test to become an adult. The test of manhood involved various tests of strength and skill. He passed easily and begin participating regularly in raids.<br/>After returning from one raid when he was 16, in which the men were gone for several weeks, it was discovered that the tribe had been destroyed. Evidence showed that it was not another tribe that destroyed his home, but some outsiders. Some weapons with strange emblems were found and it was unclear why the attack occurred. Along with his father and a few other tribesmen, Drache left to find a new place to establish roots.<br/>For a few years the men roamed, trying to survive through the winters and dealing with other tribes out on raids. Eventually, they were discovered by a man that was willing to help them. He was the leader of a mercenary group and wanted the tribesmen to join him. Their skills in the wild and their combat abilities would help him as they could be used as scouts and as part of his front line units. The men agreed and began working as simple mercenaries. They were treated well and allowed to continue much like with their tribe, taking what loot they conquered in battle and praying to their god.<br/>After one battle, upon a baron’s stronghold, the mercenaries entered a trophy hall with the intention to loot what they could. The hall was lined with statues of the baron’s family adorned in different garments or armor. One such statue was dressed in a suit of chainmail and standing before a two-bladed battle axe. Many of the men wanted both but none seemed able to lift axe or withstand the wait of the chainmail. Being one of the stronger men in the group Drache made an attempt, even though he was younger and many of the men laughed. When he grabbed the axe, to him it felt light and almost like a toy. The armor, too, felt as if it was a silk shirt.<br/>From that day forth battles were different. Drache seemed like a charmed person. He was surviving blows that were knocking most over if it didn’t kill them. His axe was cleaving through shields and armor like they were cloth and he seemed to never tire while in battle Everyone talked about how he was destined for something big and chosen by the Gods.<br/>Not all went well, however. The mercenary unit began a march toward a stronghold. The army they were travelling with was composed of units from different regions. This would be a large battle and the concern was that there still weren’t enough troops. When the two sides engaged, the battle raged for days. After four days of fighting Drache received a blow to the head that left him unconscious. When he woke, he had no idea how long he had been unconscious. Looking around, the field was empty of all but the dead and the scavengers. Searching about, he found his father, dead from a spear. He also found the leader of his mercenary band, also dead. Without any regret, or time to mourn, he gathered up what he felt was needed and began to wander. Once again in search of a new life.<br/><br/>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Socioeconomic Class/Standing</strong></span><br/><br/>*<strong>Class</strong>: Mercenary<br/><br/>*<strong>Religion</strong>: Disciple of Ares<br/><br/>*<strong>Place of Birth</strong>: Austria<br/><br/>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Inventory</strong></span><br/>Chainmail (provides a magical protection), shield, cloak, bag of holding, clothing<br/><br/>*<strong>Weapons</strong>: Two-bladed battle axe (Gives the wielder healing when the axe cuts someone else), dagger<br/>