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Durian is a jittery, high-strung, conniving, short tempered, scheming little fiend, and those are his main good points. He is always chortling evilly and rubbing his hands together, congratulating himself on another brilliant plan. He has mottled green-brown skin, pointed ears, and scraggly black hair that always has things crawling in it. He wears chainmail armor and a rusty, odd-looking helm that is about three sizes too big for his
head, and oversized floppy shoes that give him a quite comical appearance. It is an illusion he enjoys maintaining, as it puts people off their guard and tends to make them not take him seriously. This facade also seems to work with dragons, much to their regret. |
Durian got into the dragonslaying business for no other reason than he is absolutely out of his mind and he thought it sounded like fun. He always had a mind for inventing half-baked cockamamie machines that had no obvious use but to make lots of noise and later explode spectacularly. He
learned to harness this imaginative ability and focus on machines that actually worked and had a practical purpose, although most of the time it was a destructive purpose. In his own twisted little mind, he fancies himself an artist, and coming up with weapons capable of slaying dragons sounded like a good challenge to him. Using these contraptions, he actually made several successful hunts, and eventually partnered with the Dwarf Alcides Ironbeard
after finding out they were hunting the same dragon. Durian is now focusing his energies on a plan to help Ironbeard kill the Great Copper Dragon. |