User:Zyzero

Zyzero, Mercenary, Assassin, Blade Master and Dragon Lord
Greeting all. I am Zyzero, nomad by blood and mercenary by nature. I am neither mortal nor immortal, but I am both wretched and divine. The Dragon I ride goes by the name of "Setera", which roughly translates to "Will-Breaker", or simply "Dominance" in our shared ancient tongue. She is great and powerful, and has bested many other dragons in combat, which by dragon pride dictates that they were forced to kneel before her, or die. Most chose the former. We have also combined our efforts against winged foes many times, resulting in a glorious spectacle to behold as her flames and my blade break our enemies' swords and lines.

My weapon of choice is the sword, simple and primitive, yet extremely effective. I live by the sword, for the sword. I always carry at least three weapons on me at all times, always including a sword, a dagger and a pouch full of throwing knives. I also usually carry a bow and a quiver full of arrows. I was born a nomad, so survival in the form of hunting and gathering is only natural to me. I also like javelins, but I possess no natural talent for them, unlike sword or bow.

My clan and tribe have always been known for their powerful dark magic, but I take after my mother, and so the sword is more befitting of me. If you want magic, you might consider conversing with my sister, as she takes after our clan's ancient legacy. Not that I myself am completely incompetent in the arcane arts, but you would be more impressed by her power. I am but a mercenary swordsman, but my sister is a master of the arcane, unrivaled by anyone alive today, possibly unrivaled by any of our kin in history. She is not particularly easy to agitate, but she is not merciful when she is. Her potential lack of mercy is nothing compared to that of mother.

I enjoy combat. Seriously enjoy combat. I am completely addicted to combat. The entire reason I chose the mercenary profession in the first place, as it is dangerous and filled with hardship, but at the end of the day, it is satisfying, and always ensures food on your table, provided you are an effective soldier-for-hire. If not, well, you'll be out of the trade in no time.

Setera's loyalty does not come with my fee, and so I cannot guarantee a dragon on your side should you pay it. Her will is her own, and I have to respect that. Even if it wasn't, I would never misuse her power for petty causes. I know my place, and thus I recognise dragons as superior beings, to which such lowly causes of hunger and coin are unworthy.

PS: I've always liked spiders. Is that weird?