Long awaited reunion~ (BxB, Options inside, Open)

From childhood friends to being a famous duo, your character as a healer and mine as a warrior. They two knew each other so well they barely even needed to speak aloud when on the battlefield or in a healers tent to know what the other wanted and or needed. Many believed the two to be lovers and so many were jealous; still many women and men each vied for either of the men’s attention. Much to their chagrin the two never even glanced their way, content to keep their focus on each other rather than those around them.

What no one except the very closest to the two men knew; was that the feelings were definitely there and while they even confessed at one point, the two had decided to wait until the war was over before pursuing anything. Sadly, that chance never came.

The war had been bad from the start, the whole reasoning for it was foolish. But, being that each of our guy’s were the top in their chosen profession they went with it, having little choice in the matter. Least not when their king demands it. Finally, the war was tilted in their favor. It all started with my guy being spoken to alone by the King and his advisers, after which he became hard and distant. Mercilessly cutting down anyone who stood in his way. The king and others in the army cheered and encouraged this behavior (they were winning because of it) but, your guy did not. This was not the one he’d fallen for and nothing he said could change my guy’s mind.

By the time the war was won the two men were unable to see eye to eye, straining their relationship…

~Options~

#1. We can continue from where the plot leaves off. In which the setting is medieval fantasy (my guy is a dragonborn man, you may choose whatever you want your guy to be), and they are trying to repair their broken relationship. While uncovering secrets, which include the real reason for the war, why my guy’s personality suddenly shifted, etc.

[Oh, the kingdom they fought alongside is a mixed race realm, with a dragonborn king and fairy queen. The enemy kingdom is all humans.]

#2. Soon after, my guy was assassinated. That lifetime faded away and so far six other lives have come and gone for the two men, with neither of them ever appearing in the same timeline. But finally, after those long lifetimes the two have been born under the same moon and with their memories intact. It seems Fate has decided that they do belong together after all, but now they needed to resolve what exactly happened all those lifetimes ago.

{The settings each have been through have been medieval for two years, medieval fantasy for two, and now modern for two plus this lifetime where they are finally going to be reunited. Here we’ll rp them as adults.}

Name: Zenarx Aizi Ezox

Nickname/s: Zen, War Guardian of Trusian (before his change of personality), Artisan of Blood (after change of personality)

Age: 28

Place of Birth: Trusian

Gender: Male

Species/Racial Origin: Full-blooded Dragonborn

Appearance/Description:

Human form- Zenarx is about average height for his people, standing at a proud 6’1. With broad shoulders and evident muscles; his skin is a dark tan from all the hours of sparring and just being outside. The dragonborn is known for taking his paperwork (which he absolutely hates) outside and sitting beneath a tree and filling it out there. Large jagged scars are littered about his skin, something certain races find disfiguring but, the dragonborn pride themselves on their scars.

Unlike his kin, burned into Zens’ skin are different ancient languages. He also has tattoos of the four elements; a symbol of water on the side of his neck, a vine wrapped around his ankle, swirl of air in the middle of his chest, and finally flames around his wrist. The left side of his face has three large claw marking scars, the middle one crossing his now blind eye. The male has long deep blue hair that is usually tied back in some complex braid, as to not fall into his face. Zenarx eyes are a pure white with flecks of blood-red dancing in them.

Dragon form- On this form, Zenarx is as big as a small mountain with blue scales that look almost black at various angles. A spattering of white scales are here and there as well. His eyes are blood red, with black pupils. Claws are dark blue. Finally, Zens’ wings are large and leathery, with the veins visible and colored white.

Personality/Attitude: Before the change: Despite his large appearance and frightening skills as a warrior, he was a kind person. He did his best to always keep smiling, or giving someone something to smile for. Taking lives was not a fun experience for him, guilty or not. The feeling of his victims light and warmth dying out caused him pain, mentally and physically, but he did it when there was no other choice. His mercy was well-known throughout the battlefield and while many tried to take advantage of it, it never worked out. He enjoyed laughing and hearing others laugh too. Zen often played harmless pranks on his fellow warriors and on his best friend.

After the change: Something drastically shifted in him, causing him to actually enjoy killing. In fact, he seemed to almost lust for it. Smiling as the bodies of his opponents fell to the bloody ground. Cold and cruel outside of the battlefield, uncaring to other plights. A smile was never seen off the battlefield and even then it was laced with cold victory. Zenarx stopped laughing and snarled at anyone who did not take things seriously. His attitude towards his best friend was cold, distant, and disapproving of everything he said or did.

Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: His mother and father are unknown, Zen was orphaned when he was born. Though he does have a younger sister in all but blood, who is only three years younger than him named Sirro. He also has two abnormally large pets, a snow white panther (Mallora) and a pure black wolf (Vultos).

Philosophy of Life: “Like ripples from a pebble falling into a still lake. One choice can change the fate of many, whether it be by large or small consequences.”

Education/Special Training: Extensive swordplay, multiple languages, certain types of magic (Elemental- Fire, Air, Earth, and water.)

Other: Unbeknownst to most (including Zen’s bestfriend) he was born with spirits in his mind, guiding him. Only a handful of Dragonborn have these spirits. These beings are his own unique guardians. The more you have, the more powerful you are. The most on record is four. Zenarx has six.