Silver Fang

Earth Aspect Dragonblooded Exalt
He has been called many things over his life, although he claims to have left all of the titles behind him.
Silver Fang is an aging dragonblood. He has grey/white hair shines with the glint of metal as part of his heritage, that is seems pure silver. It takes the the form of a long beard down to his belly and long mane. His imposing figure dwarves that of other terrestrials flush in their prime. Scars mark his body as one would expect of a warrior living to his old day. The most noticeable scar is a deep white cut, under his right eye, making it look as if he is squinting all the time.
He always has a goodnatured broad smile. The biggest complaint one might have are his drinking habits and tendency to smack people on the back too hard as a way of greeting.
Although a gregarious person, open and inviting, he is pretty closed about his past. Maybe those who have known him to spout certain things during his drunken bouts know more about him.
Most of what he wants to talk about when he is sober, that at certain moment he was just tired of all the hassle of fighting in an army and walked away. He picked up a violin and walked away north. His friends told him that he wouldn’t be able to leave the warrior’s life behind. He admits that those friends were probably right, as he found training in a relatively unknown style.
He founded and has headed the Silver Fang Dojo for the past 70 years, although he has been on the fleet for longer. He teaches The Silvervoiced Nightingale style. Atleast that’s how the style is generally known, he insists that it should be renamed the Silver_corded_ Nightingale Style. He dislikes singing, although his baritone voice, the few times it has been heard singing, is deep and powerful.

Silver Fang

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