(http://dracoat.yolasite.com/resources/itoo-humani-20071015025230802_640w.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Arcxsus Artul<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Terrax<br/><strong>Age:</strong>24<br/><strong>Sex:</strong>Male<br/><strong>Appearance:</strong>6'2", Military build, Gray eyes<br/><strong>Equipment:</strong>Mithril Armor, Bastard Sword, and a small waistpack of supplies( able to hold contents equal to a regular shopping bag)<br/><strong>Bio:</strong>Born in the river city of Lianii, Arcxsus was destined to be a guard for the city. It was what all his fathers before him had been so now would he. Since the age of five he was trained in all manner of weapons and strategy. Eventually surpassing his comrades at the age of 12, he was granted the ability of becoming a general when he matured.<br/>During the Troh invasion, he is now 19, he was a force of defense. Taking down platoons of Troh by himself, he made up for the losses sustained during battle. Many times he alone was left on the field, ignoring the orders to retreat. He always won the day to protect his people. He was heralded a hero and fool.<br/>On his 21st birthday, 6 months after the end of the Troh Invasion he was pinned as a general and sent to Dimat. There he maintained peace until an incident with the local Zarmen forced him to resign. He was framed for murder. Allowed to live peacefully, but never allowed to command again, he struck out on his own, determined to make a place in the world for himself.<br/>Now at 24, he hears the call of ancient secrets. Some terrible, some magnificent. With the recent appearance of a Draconic Guardian in the city of Dimat, he feels these dreams forebode troubled times ahead. Now he readies himself for the unknown future.<br/><strong>Misc:</strong>He can often be spotted outside the northern gates of Dimat training.