Dominic Thrax
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| Dominic Thrax | |
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| Social Rank | 3 |
| Fealty | Thrax |
| House | Thrax |
| Gender | Male |
| Age | 34 |
| Religion | Pantheon |
| Vocation | Houndmaster |
| Height | 6'7" |
| Hair Color | Blonde |
| Eye Color | Icy Blue |
| Skintone | Rosy |
| Family | |
| Parents | Tyrgar Thrax |
| Siblings | Genevieve Thrax |
| Uncles/Aunts | Donrai Thrax, Argus Thrax, Dulcina Thrax |
| Cousins | Victus Thrax, Elton Thrax, Lynette Thrax, Marjory Thrax, Draco Thrax |
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Description
Glorious streaks of gold mop frayed from his bulbous nose as a thick mustache laid atop a great mass of blond beard knotted archaic to a braid that hung upon his maned chest. His hair flowed from scalp like streaks of bright lightning against his broad shoulders and flashed like piercing flame when lit by day. So tremblingly green were his eyes that their color seemed to whisk, gaseous, like smoke-filled bombs of berserker rage.
Personality
If anyone heard him, his voice, grunt-filled whispers into the fey, careless to the reality of aristocracy, womanly troubles. He spoke only to his dogs, massive monstrosities of battle no weaker and no less ferocious than he; salivating at the thought of thrall-hunt. But silence was his primary form of conversation, eyeing others as if you were tantalizing meat ready for slaughter. Pure, unfettered, hardened silence grasping tenuously at the rage that hides beneath.
That is his reputation, one cultivated and displayed to keep others at a distance. The truth is that his time away from civilization changed him. It did not make him soft or slow but patient. He expels an air of tranquility that listens and contradicts his large frame.
Background
First born of Tyrgar Thrax, father of our beloved Queen, Queen Genevieve Thrax. Dominic was born a large baby. The birth full of complications that later manifested as the waning health of his mother. His father died young making Thrax proud and his sickly mother unable to care for Dominic and his sister Genevieve, they were taken to be raised inside the Thrax household. Dominic trained alongside his beloved cousin Elton and on occasion with the bastard Victus. Quiet, a bit simple, and subservient the large child found a natural aptitude for fighting but lacked in the studies. During study time, Dominic was allowed to wander and this wandering brought him to the house kennels where the dogs were kept. He was allowed to stay and work with the caretaker because it was better that he was in one place where he could be supervised.
When he came of age, he was given a ship and a small command but unlike his cousin Elton, who stayed back to administer the house, Dominic left with Victus to hunt the enemies of Thrax. It was during this time that he developed as a warrior. Growing out of his shyness and replacing it with an intimidating allure, he learned how to lead his crew. He returned to Maelstorm after many years at sea when news of Elton's death reached him. His stay is short but he is able to train a pack of dogs and integrated them into his ship tactics. This earned him a reputation at sea as a cruel captain. He dedicated his time to hunting for escaped thralls until Tyde's betrayal is revealed and Dominic switches gear to support Victus in the war.
After the war something clicks with Dominic and the captain vanished with his crew. They were rumored to have gone far at sea, raiding the Abandoned without remorse. Another death pulls the grieving giant, this time his sister. Like a bear waking from its sleep, Dominic returns to civilization seeking out his cousin, Victus and looking to serve the house in exchange for revenge and battle.
