Pandragon

Ruthless King of Graenne

Although Pandragon is obviously not his real name, all the records of his real birth name has been destroyed.

Male

230cm (7'5)

Raven black

Slicked back

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Right: black sclera, with white pupil
Left: black pupil, dark purple iris with black halo around

Human; merged with desert dragon at the age of 12 (read his history section or 'Life-Merging spell' in 'magics')

Grey

Slim, slightly curved backwards horns on top of his head
Scales growing on right cheek and above his eyebrow
Two horizontal excrescences on his nose (matching the ones that desert dragons used to have on their muzzles)

Power

Little to no empathy, will sacrifice everyone for his own gain.

Knows about the existence of gods (as he had seen some of them during his lifetime), but does not pray to any of them.

Seems to have conservative views, as his country is the only country that still allows slave trades.

Raven black

Fresh figs.

Few bones from his own wings that he cut off almost hundret years earlier.

Longsword

Wiwerns and all kinds of birds; he owns aviaries where he keeps and breeds both parrots and wiwerns.

All records of his full birthdate had been burned down.

Pandragon was born 2 years after Borders of the World were created, and was the only child of Asgeir and Zuen, first King and queen of Graenne. During his first years of life everything seemed to be ideal, and his presence was bringing a lot of joy to his parents and staff working in the Castle, up until Pandgaron's 6th birthday, when it was discovered, that his lungs are diseased and weak.

After this horrible diagnosis, his parents spent years searching for scholars, doctors, even wizards, who could heal or fix him- but nothing seemed to be working, and the older Pandragon got, the weaker he was. By the time he was 12, he spent whole days lying in his bed, unable to move or even sit for longer periods of time without struggling to breathe.

When everyone thought his life is coming to an end, one of the wizards working for Royal family suggested using Life-Merging spell to keep Pandragon alive. Even back then Life-Merging was a controversial and very risky practise, but Asgeir and Zuen were desperate- so they agreed, and started a search for another dying creature, that they could merge with their son, and safe his life.
Unable to find another dying humanoid creature, their only hope was a young Desert Dragon, who happened to be on the verge of dying, just like Pandragon.
Young boy disagreed at first, but when his state worsened he couldn't protest anymore- so his parents allowed the Wizard to do what he had to. That day Pandragon's life was saved- but he wasn't the same.
Both his mind and body had characteristics of a dragon he was merged with (which was a sign that dragon was weaker one of them two). His skin was now grey, with scales growing in patches, his eyes turned black, and horns started growing on top of his head. Most visible were wings that appeared on his back, that he was able to move, but were not big enough to be used for flying.

With his lungs healed, Pandragon could finally leave his bedroom- but this time he didn't want to, knowing very well, that for other people he looks like a freak. Now, the older the got, the more depressed he was, hating himself more and more everyday.
He hit his breaking point during his late teens, when he cut his own wings off, and ran away, leaving his parents and kingdom behind.

Not much is known about his whereabouts after his escape. One chronicler mentioned him (by the name Pandragon) as one of the biggest helper of Xinjiai, during Sylazora uprising in a year 84.
Later, in the year 103, (54 years after his parent's death) he came back to Graenne, and with the help of Xinjiai's army he took back the throne, that was supposed to be his in the first place. By the time he got his crown, he didn't resemble his old, frightened and compassionate self. He became ruthless, even mad, some say.

300 Years Later, Pandragon is still the King of Graenne, and the one that managed to make his country the richest and most influential kingdom in the whole Ziophiphere.

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Woodkid- Goliath
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5tEfYvY3bAg

"The chest and the head divided by a white laser
A pattern of mad strobes, you're going haywire
In your eyes night cold, I see the end of us
You're playing your best role but the mask shatters
Where are you going, boy?
When did you get so lost?
How could you be so blind?"

Woodkid- Iron
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vSkb0kDacjs
"The sound of iron shocks is stuck in my head,
The thunder of the drums dictates
The rhythm of the falls, the number of deads
The rising of the horns, ahead
From the dawn of time to the end of days
I will have to run, away
I want to feel the pain and the bitter taste
Of the blood on my lips, again"