Feltrix

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Feltrix is a 37-year-old dragon man standing 158 cm tall with a lean, highly athletic, wiry build. He has short, black hair in a sharp, confident style where he brushes his hair straight back to expose his forehead and define his facial structure, and piercing silver eyes. Golden scales emerge beneath his left cheek, cover the left side of his neck, and extend down his left arm. In his dragon form, he resembles a golden wyvern. He bears a prominent scar running over his right eye and down his cheek, unique markings near his right eyebrow, and several battle scars crisscrossing his chest. As a Hexblade and member of the Mystic Lizards Guild, he wears rugged, punk-inspired mercenary leather gear adorned with metallic studs, dark straps, and magical wards designed for fast movement in combat. His personality fuses a tough, punk-rock exterior with deep philosophical insecurities. Beneath his aloof, stoic, and deeply principled facade, he is surprisingly goofy and down-to-earth. He speaks in a direct, gravelly, yet surprisingly thoughtful tone, often mixing cynical battlefield humor with sudden bouts of existential pondering. He enjoys sharpening his blades while muttering about the meaning of mortality, polishing his golden scales, and occasionally slipping into his dragon wyvern form when he thinks no one is watching. His unique gimmick is summoning ethereal magical blades that crackle with lightning. Skilled with extreme critical black magic and summoning magical blades. Feltrix earned his countless scars through brutal, forgotten wars across the realm. Seeking both purpose and camaraderie, he joined the Mystic Lizards Guild, where his mastery of the Hexblade arts and draconic heritage made him a formidable yet eccentric legend.