Personal InformationName: Dyrhan
Age: 43
Height: 6ft 5in
Birthplace/Home World: Midgar
Appearance Information and EquipmentArmor: Metal breastplate over a simple off-white tunic, leather pants, heavy plate boots.
Physical Description: Sturdy and well-built, Dyrhan has a jawline beard and messy short black hair, with clear green eyes and a wide face. His body is a canvas painted with scars and cuts from years of experience.Of special mention is his lack of a right arm, instead having a marvelous technological development in its place.
Weapon(s): Variable Cannon[Right Arm Amplification - Deals Fire damage], Reinforced Gauntlet[Left Arm Weapon - Deals Physical Damage]
Abilities: =
Variable Cannon: Shrapnel Blast - Loading metal shards into his arm, firing produces a burning spray of searing red scrap. It causes moderate damage to unarmored targets and causes bleeding. A point-blank shot has enough force to send even a minotaur staggering back.
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Variable Cannon: Missile Launcher - Straightening his right arm, the hinges are locked and the shoulder joint unfastens, letting the weapon detach from his body. Twisting at the elbow to create an open passageway, the cannon serves as a means of long-distance combat, but occupies his other arm to load and fire, taking a total of TWO [2] Turns to complete an attack. The explosion radius stretches 15 meters, and can dish out quite high damage even without a direct hit.
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Mythril Crusher - A hard, furious punch is made with his gauntlet, capable of shattering mythril ore. Also useful for breaking weapons and shields.
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Defensive Formation Buster - Charging in, Dyrhan cocks his left arm back and throws out a rage-filled punch, able to bust a large hole in most standard defense formations and staggering anything hit.
Limit Break(s) =
Variable Cannon: Mk.II Devastator - Lowering down to one knee, Dyrhan settles his cannon down onto a stabilizing tripod, beginning to build up Fire magic within the barrel. After
ONE [1] Turn, a powerful beam is released, with a radius of one-quarter of a meter. On contact with any physical surface, a powerful meter-wide explosion erupts from the contact point with enough force to cause heavy damage to even the most reinforced structure, with the entire length of the beam serving to burn through the target as well. Using this is by far his most powerful attack, and the amount of heat generated from his cannon makes it searing hot to the touch for a single turn afterward, dealing addition fire damage to melee attacks made with the cannon.
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Undying Determination - Fueled by his rage and determination for justice, Dyrhan becomes unable to die for
THREE [3] Turns, shrugging off even Death itself and becoming immune to status effects. In doing this, he can sustain fatal wounds and attack much faster. After the last Turn, Dyrhan heals for a portion of the damage he dealt.
Background InformationPersonality: Dyrhan has no true moral obligation of good or evil, he serves the highest bidder, selling his particular "services" as a "problem solver". He despises those that would seek to betray their allies, and has no patience for whiny emotional children, having no interest in being a so-called hero and carrying quite a vicious temper.
Biography: Dyrhan had grown up in a rather poor orphanage, and had quite a few "brothers" and "sisters". They stood up for each other and got along as well as any family would.When he was 12, Dyrhan got a job helping the local merchants. He had been fascinated by stories of brave heroes and adventurers of times long gone. When he turned 26, Dyrhan had left out on his own, taking up a job as an adventurer, like the ones he heard stories about growing up. As luck would have it, he had managed to join up with a group of mercenaries, working at the lowest position until he was trusted enough to actually accompany some of the older men out on their jobs.
Time passed, and Dyrhan had grown quite a bit from his scrawny shortness into a strapping, muscular 30-something with his fair share of bodily souvenirs. He'd take on almost anything, and got more rush from a job if it was particularly dangerous, it was what he lived for. He worked as a sellsword for a number of years, eventually taking on a job that his better companions had warned him about, saying it felt like a bad idea. Oh, how he wished he had listened to them. It was a set up, an ambush from a rival company, and Dyrhan's arrogance had cost him the lives of his best friends, and his right arm in the process of fighting for his life. After fending off the last of the attackers, he make his way to the rendezvous point to deliver the shipment they were escorting into the hands of the city's guards. Getting the much needed medical attention, Dyrhan had his arm replaced with a simple prosthetic arm for about a year.
A simple fake limb would never suffice to lend him his needed protection, and traveling to Midgard, he had it replaced with a powerful cannon for the next few years, later having it modified to also provide a means of long range destruction. He traveled for the next few years, gathering scraps of information and tracking down his ambushers. He was going to get his justice, even if he had to destroy everything in his way.
Miscellaneous InformationThemes:Standard:
Gundam Wing OST - In the Returned Blood & Smell of GunpowderCombat:
Gears of War 2 OST - Armoured PrayerAlternate Theme:
Andrew W.K.'s Gundam Rock - Here Comes Char
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