Character Information

Name: Izotz Draconis

Nickname: Izzy

Age: 16

Hometown: Central City

Current residence: AMA Dorms

Appearance: Izotz stands at 5 feet 10 inches, he weights 173pounds and has long spikey brown hair trailing to the base of his back,tied by a thin strip of brown leather at his neck.
His eyes are a smoky brown, covered by a pair of small rectangle sunglasses, the lens being light blue in color. Izotz's face is long, coming to a point at his chin. His skin a pale shade as a result of his spending the majority of his life indoors, in study. He has a semi-muscular build, just enough strength to give him the energy needed in battle. When not in his academy uniform, Izotz wears a dark blue, long sleeve, cotton shirt beneath a weather-treated dark brown, leather trench coat. As well as black, durable, cloth pants, Izotz wears a pair of black leather boots, secured to his feet by multiple buckles and straps. Also a pair of black leather gloves cover his hands.

Personality: Izotz is a young man with a cool air about him. He is usually a laid back and relaxed kind of guy who usually does not lost his temper easily but can be pushed to do so under certain circumstances. One of the few things that can push him over the edge is disrespect from his peers and does what he can to earn respect from those who have earned his. Another thing he cannot stand is idiocy, doing stupid things without reason or thinking them through. When he does lose his temper he tends to act without thinking with usually leads to foolishness and embarrassment. While he is ambitious it is not to the extreme and will but aside his ambition if it will get in the way of other important matter. Izotz takes what few friendships he has very seriously and would literally not trade his friends for the world. He also likes to keep quiet during most times, thinking over things and giving his opinion when it matters and keeping it when it doesn't. Izotz is often viewed as a pessimist since he usually views things in a worst case scenario but he likes to see it as being realistic.

History: Izotz was born into his family a few years after his older brother Itzal, all who lived in a small house on the outskirts of Central.

While he was growing up he was always living in Itzal's shadow and struggled to earn respect from brother usually taking on tasks that were too difficult for him. As a child he was shy, keeping himself secluded from anyone other than family or close friends as well as not speaking much to anyone at all.

When his brother was old enough, he left to take the State Alchemist test in hopes of becoming one. Later, four years later he would pass the test and become a State Alchemist. After his brother left Izotz suddenly felt alone in the world, even though they competed like the worst of enemies this was not the case. In fact, Itzal was the only one he could rely upon or talk to normally. It was then that Izotz took it upon himself to join the military. When Izotz was old enough, he left home to join the Amestris Military Academy where he now resides.

Family:
James Draconis; 57 years of age, Izotz's father.
Sara Draconis; 54 years of age, Izotz's mother.
Itzal Draconis; 27 years of age, Izotz's brother.

Occupation/School: Amestris Military Academy

Abilities: None.

Weapon: A Halberd and personal handgun.

Other information: Izotz is very skilled with both his weapons, having spent much of is free time training with them. He prides himself on his martial combat skills with his Halberd and his marksmanship with his handgun.

RP Sample: Clangs of metal against metal rang off the walls of the sparring area. Within the ring, Izotz had his weapon gripped in his hands, prepared to strike at a moment's notice, his opponent was a young man and held dual swords in a defensive position, having just barely defected a blow. Izotz turned slightly, allowing the tip of his halberd to align itself with the opponent's chest, followed by a powerful thrust. The young man spun out of the way then dashed towards Izotz, bringing both swords in a downward swing at is head. With more speed than Izotz thought he had, the student fell to his knees and rolled away from the attacker. Not allowing his enemy to recover from his failed attack, Izotz swung his still outstretched halberd at the opponents legs, only the handle of the weapon striking the legs. The sparring partner fell, hard. Izotz got to his feet and lifted his halberd. He walked to his felled enemy and pointed his weapon at the young man's throat.

"Got you again Lloyd, don't you get tired of losing?" Izotz joked as he let his weapon fall and helped his opponent up. "Maybe next time Lloyd, maybe next time." "Maybe next time you won't resort to underhanded tactics." His friend returned with a smile.
"Underhanded tactics? Me? I can't believe you'd say something like that." Said Izotz in a mock, indignant tone. The two then left the sparring area together, brushing the dust off their clothes.


Amestris Military Academy Student Information

Year: Second Year

Residence: Academy Dorms

Post graduation status: Military officer.