Kaltal Faerhazar

Faerhazar, an elder dragonborn draped in the azure hues of a summer sky, cuts a figure both majestic and weary. His scales, once vibrant sapphires, have faded with the passage of eighty years, yet retain an aura of power. Silver eyes, once burning with ambition, now shimmer with a subdued fire, reflecting the countless storms he's weathered and the doubts that whisper in his aging soul. Curved horns frame his weathered face like ancient antlers, pointing forward like arrows forever seeking distant horizons. He wears the weight of Bahamut's favor with pride, the platinum sigil upon his chest glinting a promise of service he's never shirked. But beneath the gilded scales, whispers of doubt stir. His aged wings, feathered in shades of twilight, yearn for the wind's embrace yet struggle with the pull of gravity. Faerhazar stands tall, a monument to bygone valor, yet a tremor in his mighty strides betrays the toll time has taken.
He is a paradox, a warrior monk grappling with the waning of his prime. His eyes, clouded with fatigue, still hold the glint of an adventurer's spirit, yearning for a final blaze of glory before the twilight descends. Will he find redemption in a final, heroic act, or succumb to the gnawing doubts that threaten to extinguish his fiery soul? Only time will tell, for Faerhazar M Dragonborn, Defender of the Skies, still dances on the precipice of legend, his wings poised to either soar once more or succumb to the whispers of the fading light.
Kaltal, Pirate King of Skullcrook:
Sun-kissed and salt-seasoned, Kaltal defies the traditional mold of a pirate captain. A tall, lean figure sculpted by years of wind and waves, his sun-weathered skin bears the map of countless voyages etched in wrinkles and scars. His eyes, the color of a stormy sea, shift from playful amusement to steely resolve in the blink of an eye. A wild mane of salt-and-pepper hair escapes the confines of his bandana, mirroring the untamed spirit that defines him.
He wears his captaincy like a threadbare coat, more amused by the title than burdened by it. Gold glitters on his fingers and around his neck, trophies of countless raids, yet he spends it with the carefree abandon of a child, reveling in the fleeting pleasures of life on the edge. He scorns politics and intrigue, preferring the open seas and the thrill of the unknown. His laughter echoes through the taverns of Skullcrook, a testament to his defiant spirit and his love for good ale and a raucous story.
But beneath the jovial facade lies a cunning strategist and a shrewd leader. He has carved Skullcrook out of the teeth of chaos, uniting a motley crew of pirates with his charisma and pragmatism. He respects strength and loyalty above all else, and woe betide those who cross him, for the bite of his cutlass is as swift and unforgiving as the currents that surround his island kingdom.
Kaltal, Pirate King of Skullcrook, is a tempestuous enigma, a pirate who dances on the razor's edge between freedom and infamy. Will he weather the storms that threaten his island paradise, or will he be swept away by the tides of his own reckless spirit? Only the whispering winds and the churning waters hold the answer, for Kaltal is a captain whose fate is written in the ever-changing waves of his own making.

Current Status

Deceased

Species

Dragonborn

Life

590 DH 670 DH 80 years old

Circumstances of Death

Natural Causes

Birthplace

Ro

Place of Death

At sea

Sex

Male

Eyes

Blue

Hair

Horns

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Blue Scales

Height

6'5"

Weight

276lbs

Aligned Organization

The Pirate Lords

Ruled Locations

• Skullcrook Island