Warrior of Light (Draco)

WARRIOR OF LIGHT

Nickname(s) ≫ "That Guy", "Antlers", "Light", etcetera, etcetera. He does not recall his real name.
Age≫ Twenty-something physically, impossible to tell chronologically.
Gender ≫ Male
Occupation ≫ Hero of Light
Member Group ≫Final Fantasy, originating from Final Fantasy I. His artwork is borrowed from Dissidia: Final Fantasy.

Physical Appearance
He has silver hair, kept long and a little unkempt, with blue eyes. He wears flashy, medieval-style armour with a long cape and a... skirt thing. His helmet and armour have a bit of a horned beast touch to it, what with the horns, and the pieces resembling teeth on his helmet, and the claws on his breastplate.


Overview
At first glance, the Warrior of Light is a man that fights for truth, justice, and the Cornelian way. Even now, as someone living in Radiant Garden, he holds true to those ideals, doing what he can and where in order to ensure the safety of everyone around him. He always holds up a guarded front, one that is stoic and cold, and only speaks using as few words as possible to get his point across. A quiet man, he prefers to have his actions doing the talking, believing that speech is just a waste of time, particularly in the brunt of battle. He doesn't like monologues, and he especially doesn't like when people like to manipulate or break his guard down.

Overall, he is a very confused man. He lacks all memory of who he was before the sealing, and thus, everything about himself, he is still learning. He does not recall his favourite foods, or pastimes. He knows so little about himself, that he isn't entirely sure how to react in situations, and prefers to stay quiet and observe. He is hesitant to try new things and is often awkward and flustered around strangers, and children. Yet, he has an air of honour and nobility to him, with a high respect to those that he speaks with. He treats everyone with equal care and concern and will bend down or kneel in order to speak and make eye contact with those smaller than him - such as children.

Overall, despite all his confusion on who he is and where he's from, he's gained a particular interest in the new world. He has a particular interest in being sure that what he's doing is the right thing, and prefers to fight for the light. For him, it's almost a religious cycle - to him, it feels right to serve those bathed in the light, such as the Princesses of Heart, or the leaders of a world sided with those fighting against the Heartless. Perhaps he had been a loyal knight, or perhaps he had been a wandering saviour. He's honestly not sure.

But he'll do what he can for those that he can aid.

Likes
✔ Crystals/Gems
✔ Light/Dawn/Dusk
✔ Honour/Respect

Dislikes
✘ Darkness/Caves
✘ Distrust/Dishonour
✘ Hopelessness


The Warrior of Light's history is a mystery. It's a series of clouds, crystallized in shards and scattered across the floor. Some match, and yet, some don't. The first thing he remembers is waking up in the dark cavern from the crystal he was sealed in, face to face with a group of excavators. He doesn't recall why he was there, that he had been sealed because of intense injury, or who he had been sealed by. He recalls a woman in gold, staring out at him as the world frosted over - but he's not sure if he dreamed it up, or if it is true.

When the people of Radiant Garden had started to excavate the basement of the castle, they discovered an area where crystals had been embedded along the rocky face. It was theorized at the time that the crystals had come from another world, as it looked more as if they had lodged themselves in from a great distance. One specific crystal bore a strange figure inside. It was then that, a few days after the initial discovery, the crystal bathed itself in a shining light, and the man was freed.

He woke, stunned and silent, almost a newborn with little personality and no memory. He was accepted by the people of Radiant Garden, who began to teach him what they could of the world and everything in it. For a while, he was essentially a robot - an emotionless zombie that went through the motions of everyday life with the people who had taken it upon themselves to make him more than just a puppet of the crystal he had previously been in.

In a few weeks, the man improved. He began to use full sentences as opposed to his one words, though he was still terse with his words. His true colours began to shine through in a radiant light, like his small smile. He swore to protect this new world that had become his home.


Home World ≫ Unknown world, Discovered on Radiant Garden
Date of birth ≫ Unknown birthdate, Discovered 12/21
Alignment ≫ Light

Connections
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Stats
|ATK: 4 |DEF: 3 |MAG: 1 |SPD: 2 |HP: 103 |

Starter Weapon
Weapon Name ≫ Braveheart
Description ≫ Braveheart, Shield of Light
|ATK: 3 |MAG: 2 |

Abilities
● [Radiant Sword] - [BASIC] - The Warrior of Light summons three beams of light that form into swords, matching Braveheart in appearance. These beams can follow the enemy in order to strike it from all angles.
● [Shining Wave] - [BASIC] - With a swing of Braveheart, the Warrior of Light can summon a bright, pulsing wave of light that tracks along the ground around him to attack any enemies within a short reach. 
● [Rune Saber] - [BASIC] - A field of light energy surrounds the Warrior of Light, at about five feet distance from him. Enemies of Darkness touching this field will be damaged. A sword of light similar to those used in [Radiant Sword] is also summoned and aimed directly in front of him. 
● [Crossover] - [BASIC] - The Warrior of Light hits an enemy with his Shield of Light, pushing them back. 
● [Shield of Light] - [SYNERGY] - The Shield of Light has the ability to unleash a burst of energy. This bright light can protect the Warrior of Light from attacks, but only for a short period of time.

Notables
● The Resplendent. It is an old ship in severe disrepair, however, it is being expanded on and upgraded to include Gummi pieces to allow it inter-world travel capabilities. It is assumed that it was once the Warrior of Light's, so it's under his ownership.
● An elaborately designed Lute. It is unknown why he has this on his person, however, he has shown the necessary skill to use it.
● The Warrior is able to open up portals known as Corridors of Light - special passageways that allow him to traverse to other worlds with ease.
● He is terrible at remembering to eat. He almost always will skip breakfast, and very frequently needs to be reminded by others to eat lunch and dinner.



The first thing he recalls was being cold. For now, this is his first memory, aside from the possibly imagined woman in gold, staring out at him from the other side of a strange, diamond window. He closed his eyes and existed in a special kind of solitude. He's not sure if he invented this memory, but for now, it was the only thing he had to go on. When he woke... that was his true first memory. Waking to the faces of confused workers, in a new world that he could not recall. He could not recall anything, truly. He had no past, no home, and no name.

Now, he still hadn't a purpose, but he at least had something to go by. The Warrior of Light stalked the streets of Radiant Garden, watching the people as they went about their lives, and ran their errands. The world was coming along nicely in its repairs, or so it seemed. He hadn't seen the way that it had been before, but apparently, the damage had been severe. Heartless still teemed in the world's shadows, but at least people were able to continue to go about their usual routines. He stopped as a few children ran past him in their game. Loud laughter chimed in his ears, but all he did was blink his eyes in response, and watch with a blank face. He found it difficult, to be like the people around him.

Radiant Garden's people were happy, but for what reason did he have to be that?

"Hey! Mr Warrior Guy!" At the voice that called out to him - or at least, he was assuming it was for him - the Warrior of Light spotted the same group of children from before. It was a young boy that had called out, and the boy put his hands on his hips and puffed his chest out. "You're nice and tall! Can you do something for us?" 

Dealing with children... was not something that the Warrior was experienced in. Or, at least, to his knowledge. Still, the Warrior bent down so that he was eye level with the children, clearly treating them as equals. "I can help. What is it?"

A girl in the group of children pointed up to a nearby roof. There, in all its bright neon glory, was a ball. "Our ball ended up on the roof! Could you get it down for us, please, Mr Warrior?" 

The Warrior blinked, gauging the distance from the top of the roof to the ground. He stayed quiet and stood up. Compared to the children around him, he was likely considered a giant. He stood above six feet, clearly able to reach the ball on the low eavestrough. It was a simple feat for him, but for the children, it was clearly impossible without hurting themselves. So, he reached out without much effort, and plucked it. He was greeted excitable cheers and gratitude as the children took the ball back and ran off to continue their game. 

All the while, he watched as they raced off, wondering what it must have been like to be a child.


Draco

Timezone ≫ EST
Birthday ≫ August 26
Preferred pronouns ≫ She/Her
Discord contact ≫ PK☆Draco#1495

Book Keeping
Character count ≫ This will be my first one!
Most recent character ≫ Not applicable