<div class="floatright">(http://i57.tinypic.com/wlp1g5.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Lance "Biff (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=902436)" Drakken</span><br/>Monk / Sorcerer / Dragon Disciple<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Description</div><div class="spoiler_body">Not quite yet looking like the picture to the right, but he'll get there and it gives you an idea. (Use your imagination, regress the draconic qualities a bit. No wings yet.)<br/><br/>Biff is big, hence the moniker. He is a human, though his heritage has begun to assert itself with a mild scaling of the body which become more prevalent when he calls upon the powers in his blood. He's strong, not insanely muscle bound but built and able to throw it around efficiently. He has black hair in what would otherwise be called a military cut, short against the head but not shaven. The general state of his apparel tends to be in red, another throwback to his heritage, tending towards robes which usually have the top open or completely removed and hung about the waist to show off his physique, which is impressive especially by the standards of an arcane school.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Personality</div><div class="spoiler_body">Biff is a large, dumb animal. This is not to say he can't think, he just does most things by instinct and doesn't waste time with thinking. Had the blood not awoken within him, he likely would have worked on a farm somewhere, or as muscle until he just couldn't any more. He tends to be very blunt, honest, and glib. This isn't to say he's a complete moron, there's some native intelligence, it's just mostly focused on keeping his schedule straight and remembering how to tie his shoes and not set himself on fire. That having been said, he is a staunch friend, a generally decent individual, and always open for hugs, which he gives with not quite backbreaking force.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Background</div><div class="spoiler_body">In his life before he was muscle for a few less than savory sorts and generally broke people and things, sometimes the two at once. Something he understands is the concept of debt, and he owed the men concerned a debt. Other people also owed these men debts, and to facilitate the payment of these debts, sometimes things or people had to be broken. The only reason he got the anklet was that he grew claws spontaneously one day while fighting and someone said that was magic. The people he owed decided that was too much attention to draw to themselves and dropped him off at the local police station, to pay for his crimes. It also drew the attention off them for a time, but that was that. Lance spent the last several months leading up to arrival at the school imprisoned for most of the day. Due to his size and perceived violent nature (he's actually a big softie at heart), they did not let him out much. They failed to realize of course that he could let himself out whenever he wished, but that was another story. Because of his incarceration he was surprised when the anklet glowed and translocated him to the assembly hall.[/background]</div></div>