Name~ Raven Øndur

Any Aliases?~ None as of yet. They would most likely never be open to them from immediate strangers.

Biological Sex~ Male.

Gender~ Eh, really he can be genderfluid; either or. So they/their pronouns.

Age~ As old as the Renaissance/Medieval Era. Thousands of years old, they are not particularly keeping track. Though they appear around 20 years.

Sexuality~ Pansexual. Males, females, trans, as long as they are shown love, they go for all.

Specie~ Arcane Drakonian Mage.

Appearance~
Raven has always been on the smaller side, reaching at around 5'4 in height and harboring a rather lanky figure as they do not participate in close range combat. Their strength lies within their mind instead. Their skin is tanned and covered in different odd, symbolic tattoos that travel from their neck, to the tops of their feet. As for their face, it is mainly covered in silver runes around their eyes. Their hair falls in short wisps the color of electric blue and their eyes are a piercing light silver. A single aspect that would be noticeable is the silver septum piercing of their nose.

Personality~
An odd individual, Raven has a tendency to act as if they have never graced the modern era. Like they were not even from this world, but from an entirely different one where lifestyles and mannerisms were not the same. Which...that is sort of the case. The being is extremely old school; thousands of years old school yet they have still adapted mostly to the ways of modern times. Raven is a peaceful pacifist with a strong, vagabond spirit. They are the type to want to work problems out verbally before things ever turned to violence. Yet, as nice and calm as they may seem, their trust is not so easily handed out and an easy, open book, they are not. A steel lock sits secured around their being like that of a diary lock. Yet, no person can be truly and permanently kind hearted. It is impossible. Raven harbors a dangerous entity within them and if one does not think they would let their heart turn to ice for the sake of their own protection...they are wrong.

Likes~ Nature, food, good mirth and a peaceful environment, books, and magic.

Dislikes~ Their anger is something they loath, merely due to the fact their powers are linked to grow with that single emotion. They know what they are capable of in those moments and whomever is to anger them to that point, they tend to despise as well. It causes them mental agony and distress, sending them into a nearly sickly state. So, in short, they hate being angered mainly.

Power(s)~
They specialize strongly in magic. Mainly two of the elements, fire and water/frost, including electricity. The second category would be healing. While both weaken them, healing takes the biggest toll on them and will often cause them to feel drained and exhausted.

Background/Backstory~
Raven was born to a clan of their own kind thousands of years ago. They were originally Arcane Mages, though Raven's father was of Drakonian blood, meaning he was blessed with the ability to take on the form of a dragon. Raven was basically born a powerful hybrid, though during his(at the time) first shift at around eighteen years of age, his powers were also beginning to reach their peak. The shift nearly killed him as the magic he harbored was not welcoming to this foreign form. It was like two negative energies colliding at once. Too powerful. So an Elder of his clan was called to bind the soul of the dragon tightly within Raven's mind so it could not wake and shift again. If it did, at present day, they(now) would surely die. Though it was like having one half of them being ripped from their soul; an agonizing process. But it was for their own good and safety in the end. Now Raven is left solely with their powers and only the occasional thought of the beast within.

Exceptions~

If his Drakonian form was not binded from his use, it would have appeared as the following: