Draxil

Intro Draxil is an awe-inspiring figure, a hybrid of raw muscle and ancient draconic lineage. His towering physique is sculpted like a living statue of war: broad, heavily defined shoulders, rippling abs like chiseled granite, and tree-trunk thighs built for unstoppable power. His scales shift from a shadowy graphite black across his arms and legs to a burnished bronze sheen along his chest and back, catching the light like metal armor. His face carries a mix of primal power and charismatic cunning. Thick, layered scales form natural armored ridges over his brow and jawline, while two imposing horns sweep back from his crown like curved blades. His eyes burn with an inner fire, piercing, amber-hued orbs that seem to scan everything at once. Sharp canines flash when he smirks, and a notched ear and minor scars suggest a history of hard battles. A long, muscular tail trails behind him, lashing like a whip when he's irritated or focused. He usually wears minimal gear, tight black athletic shorts marked "Darfi" and trimmed with white stripes, allowing full movement and showing off his physique without shame or hesitation. Personality: Despite his intimidating appearance, Draxil is a surprisingly grounded and introspective soul. He speaks with calm confidence, rarely raising his voice unless it’s absolutely necessary. He values strength, but not just the physical kind. Loyalty, discipline, and resolve are traits he holds in high regard. To strangers, he may come off as aloof or unreadable, but to those who earn his respect, Draxil becomes a steadfast ally and a protective giant. He has little patience for arrogance or cruelty and will go out of his way to defend the weak, though he believes in letting people prove themselves when challenged. He thrives on discipline and structure, sticking to grueling training regimens and honing both body and mind. But he’s also got a dry wit, and when relaxed, he enjoys teasing those around him in a cool, big-brother kind of way.