Name:Helban (Short for Hells Bane)
Age:Unkown
Description:A rather tall dragonic species, a good 7'5, his scales a dark blue with a slightly lighter shade along his belly and the underside of his tail, along with darker, nearly black with a tint of red fore arms.
Mech Description: "The Keldeen", a model designed by himself, it was more of a suit of armor then anything. It was nearly 9 foot tall, monstrous by most standards. It was surprisingly agile, but could still take apart most things without much trouble. Its weakness, however, was that if he moved too fast, it would begin to move pieces of armor, exposing its complicated insides and moving more weight to his legs and feet for swinging and momentum. Upon his right arm was stationed a large styled M14EBR long rifle, a relatively basic model, with a few changes. With a longer barrel, red dot laser for sighting and a much, much thicker round, it could tear right through almost any target it set its deadly sights upon, but its rounds were sluggish, and couldn't go very far before loosing accuracy. On his back was a large bastard sword, runes and lines etched into th blade, it spanned a good 5 feet and he always kept it sharp, and quick to draw, but it was slow to swing, despite his strength. Those weapons, combined with his suit, made for a deadly mix, although he couldn't run very fast, but he was quite flexible and quick to respond to a close range attack, a trio of arm blades able to push from both of his fore arms in case of close range emergency.
History: Thrown from his home at a quite young age, he simply walked the road in order to stay alive. He was constantly hunted by his own kind and forced to hide and run, ever since he could kill a deer with his own teeth. When he was 18, however, he managed to get a license to use a Battle Suit, and he bought as cheap a model as he could, and quite literally tore apart his pursuers the next time they caught up with him. Two years later and he was on the next planet, suit abandoned, having made his own, and he had been constantly modifying it ever since.
_____________________________ _____________________________ ___________________________
Having heard the retorts from the handgun, he had stopped, looking the direction. He had been out on a Night Op, training himself for sighting in the night. His eyes narrowed, he had followed the sound, only to come across quite the sight. Several Reapers were stalking the two around the camp, and he could see a third Mech well on its way. A whirring noise was heard as he raised the rifle, narrowing his eyes, as a light flicked on. The red beam hit a reaper in the eye, making it howl a moment, before its entire head was taken off, leaving a few shreds of skull and a tip of a jaw laying in the grass. The first Reaper burning alive and scrabbling at the tent, he turned the rifle a bit as the last Reaper backed away behind a tree. He looked at the two Mechs, before noticing several more Reapers behind them. Turning once more, another retort was heard, this shot a little off, not harming the two beasts, but sure as hell making them jump. The dragon leaned his head up, before howling out.
"BEHIND YOU! loving MOVE!"
At that point, seeing the man maul the remaining Reaper, and then running at the Zog, his eye ridge raised, watching.
(Picture is for general referance. No skulls, dark dark red, and obviously much thicker and covers more. Body and sword is the same.)
Ninjaedit: (forget you short posters, I've been doing this for 6 years. XD)
