Name: Randolf P. Checkers
Sarcastic/Friendly/Loyal


Quote: Winging it is always a good idea! Says the voices in my head.

Position: waiter

Personality: Checkers is a chaotic drake, he is hardly ever serious as he enjoys joking and making those around him laugh. he doesn't take himself seriously and does things that make himself and his mate happy as he doesn't really care what other think of him. he is sarcastic and often uses his sarcasm to amuse those around him and himself, sometimes simply talking to himself and making others laugh at his one sided conversations.
he is very friendly and will welcome those he meets warmly, unless they act rudely toward himself or the clan in general. he is loyal to those he is close to and tends to defend those around him, he is old fashioned in his own way and makes no excuses for his behavior.

Quirks: Easily distracted

Background: Checkers is a retired mercenary although far from afraid to pick up his sword again or stomp someone into oblivion, he prefers not feeling the need to fight. he hatched destined to be given to the Earthshaker, sacrificed after being trained to fight and kill, even as a hatchling he dreamed of something more and questioned the decency of Gods that would want sacrifices such as that. he would find no answers in his clan.
Walking back from the training grounds he overheard his parents talking to the clan leader about the 'fodder' and sending them early. pausing Checkers thought for a moment, he and the others like him had no names, often referred to as 'fodder', many of them had named themselves as their parents never had. Checkers left his clan in the shadows of late night and never looked back, sneaking out was difficult with the guards.

While wandering, unsure where to go or what to do he was tackled from the side and reacted on instinct fighting back. he was pinned by his attacker, but had put up enough of a fight to impress those who slowly crept from the shadows. an old guardian looked at him thoughtfully while stroking his beard before smiling and offering him a place with his mercenaries, a home.

"What'd ya say, boy?" the big male asked.
A moment passed in silence before he nodded "Yes."
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He had trained and he had fought to get to a position of respect within the bandits he lived with, finding friends among them and proudly calling themselves "Black Pants Legion" before breaking into laughter. the elders of the Bandit clan laughed at their antics, but let them do as they wished for the most part so long as they didn't cause too much damage.
Checkers grew and continued working with his friends as more joined their once small group, he worked hard, often over working himself to do better than he had before until his friends stepped in and made him take breaks. although one such friend was a bit odd, but was talented enough with blade and words for most to leave him alone mostly.

He lived this way for years, moving constantly with his clan and working with the clans that hired them to protect or bolster ranks in a battle. he was content and very much happy in this little clan earning treasure was easy and he was able to see places he might not otherwise be able to. the bandit clan grew and at times dragons would leave to form their own clans or join clans as they saw fit, other times they'd wander off for a time and come back.
It was during one of the peaceful times that the clan found it's self in trouble, things had been quiet- peaceful and the clan enjoyed the calm until the clan guards came. many different clan symbols decorated the amore worn in the attack. those who were not combatants fell quickly, many killed, while those who could fought fang and claw to defend their home and family, checkers was no different.

He fell, the bite of steel in his side just one of the many new aches he found as he tried to stay on his feet yet he still fell, blood loss and pain taking it's toll before the shadows creeping in his vision finally claimed him. when he woke next the sun had long since set and the moon hung full and round in the sky and the night creatures were bellowing their songs for all to hear.
He slowly got to his feet, feeling new aches and pains greet him, Checkers started walking with no destination in mind and only what he had on him. he walked a long time, stopping every so often, but never really paying attention to his surroundings even when he was talking to those around him. years passed this way with Checkers simply walking.
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Checkers found a clan and decided to spend the winter with them, resting and making himself useful to the clan while he was there. he met Jerria while he was there and found he enjoyed the cheerful dragoness' company as she was simply happy to entertain with silly stories and small gestures of kindness. Checkers took up a position as a blacksmith to make coin while he waited for the warmer weather as the bellows warmed his scales and staved off the winter's chill, he earned coin and saved for when the warmer weather would make travel easier.
As the winter wore on he and Jerria became close yet soon the warm weather melted the snow and it was time for him to leave. he went to talk to Jerria and found she was leaving as well, he chose to leave with her and soon the pair were wandering the path, camping when night fell. soon they found a clan and Checker began courting Jerria properly as they both took up jobs in the clan's tavern.