Name: Ken
Age: looks 25,but is really around five hundred years old
Race: Drake-part dragon/part human
Looks: Long crimson hair,violet eyes that glow,and slightly built with a crescent moon shaped scar on his chest.
Personality: Easy going,a ladies man,but protects his friends fiercely
Extra:He's an artist,meaning that he can pretty much find beauty in anything.

Walking down the street as a light drizzle fell from the sky,Ken sighed to himself,a small clump of steam rolling from his mouth as a gloved hand pushed back his crimson hair into a semblance of neatness."Where the heck is this place?"he asked quietly,catching a few glares from people that were walking by.