Dravec

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Dravec, a hunter of man, a Hunter of Talon. He hunts down specific targets using Pounce, slicing them up with his Drull Axes, then stealthing away to regenerate.

## Description

Dravec is of taller-than-average height, with (mostly) human features. He wears a large pelt, skinned off of a larger creature, with a piece of this pelt covering the top part of his face. His head is seemingly morphed into a large, animalistic skull, with large horns sprouting from his cheekbones, while his teeth have become angular and sharp. He has a long set of dreadlocks, each ending in knuckle-bones that are threaded into the dreads themselves. He wears a tattered pair of hunting trousers, exposing a pair of muscular, toned legs. He wears no shoes, and has sharpened toe-claws, made for moving while on all fours. A bag, made of patches of hide stitched together, hangs from his right shoulder, seemingly holding the Smoke Shells.

Personality: Animalistic, with a habit of killing and eating petty criminals, though has a love of Breakfast Mash, which he has in surplus. Enjoys the act of the Hunt. Has saved many Overwatch members, though none will admit it.

## Bio

2 men, both of them working for the local Cartel, sit around a forest campfire, roasting marshmallows and hot-dogs and swigging drinks of water from canteens. The campfire is silent besides the sound of chewing, swallowing, and the natural sounds of the surrounding jungle. One of them, a white man no older than 24, breaks the silence with a simple question. "So... anybody know any good stories," the recruit asks. The group is silent for a few seconds.

A deep, reverberating chuckle breaks the silence again. The eldest of the group, a black man of 50 years with a deep scar over his left eye known just as Cap, responds in a gruff, yet knowing tone, "Yeah, I got one." He swallows a bite of sausage and places his hands on his knees, a smirk spreading across his face. "You ever heard of the Dravec? A bit of a local bogeyman, they say."

He rustles in his military satchel, pulling out a local storybook. He blows the dust off of the cover, turning to a page marked by a bent corner. He lets out a satisfactory sigh. "Here we are, the story of the Beast of Brazil," the Eldest man says, preparing his words.

"The horrific beast known as the Dravec was once a man, living in the dankest corner of the Favela," Cap said, clenching his fist in dramatic flair. "He had a family once, and provided the family with the best he could offer."

"However, he was approached by a women in white and blue, and was given a choice," Cap continued, "To slave away in the construction of the new Vishkar Building, or for his family to be taken and enslaved." "At first, he refused, but as the Vishkar Enforcers came and beat him, his wife, and stole away his young daughter, he was forced to choose to be enslaved."

"As he slaved away, day in, day out, he began to hear of a Resistance, a group to force Vishkar to leave the Favela." Cap took a breath, and begins again. "He joined this Resistance, and worked harder, to get stronger for the day of reckoning." As the recruit looked around, a new call began to echo throughout the forest; footsteps followed creaking from the branches above.

"On the day of reckoning, a man wielding musical tech rose the people of the Favela out of their Stupor, and the man, along with the many Favela people Vishkar has suppressed, charged the Vishkar Building, but the man was captured." Cap stomped his foot, and the leaves on the forest floor crunched under his boot. "He was given to red and black devils, who took him into Hell and began to torture him with needles and painful testing on his body, mind and soul. Over time, bestial fangs from his bloodied gums, and horns burst from his cheekbones." The Recruit was shaking in his boots, looking over his shoulder every few seconds. The creaking and rustling of leaves from the canopy above had almost ceased, and the sound of birds singing, monkeys howling, and swarms of insects buzzing.

"One day, however, he broke out of hell when he was being tested for, slaughtering every devil in his path, but not before stopping by the armory and stealing a pair of survival hatchets, which he used to cut down the devils with violent butchery and the cunning of an apex predator, leaving only a trail of bodies behind him." The rustling from above began again, louder and faster than before. The recruit held his rifle close to him, his breath growing quick and uneasy to an extent that Cap had never seen, but he continued.

"The man, donning an animal's pelt, searched for his home, his family, but found only corpses and ruin. The Vishkar Enforcers had killed his only family, and he was left cradling his young daughter's lifeless body, weeping, and whispered a single vow." Suddenly, a humanoid figure fell from the canopy above, landing with a silent, soft thud. The figure rose from behind Cap, a blood-stained ax in each hand. Fangs lined his bloodied gums, and two curved horns burst from his cheek bones. Then, Cap and the creature said the same thing, word for word "To avenge my daughter by killing scumbags like the Cartels". Cap turned and screamed, reaching for his rifle.

Screams and gunshots erupt from the forest. After a few moments, the screams and gunshots stop, and the sound of nature retakes the silence.

## Abilities

Passive: Hidden Hunter

After staying out of the enemies’ line of sight for a few seconds, Dravec will stealth, becoming almost impossible to see. While Hidden Hunter is active, Feral Restoration will heal for twice as much, and Dravec moves 50% faster by breaking into a quadrupedal sprint.

Weapon: Drull Axes

A pair of sharpened, ax-like blades, made from stolen tech and scrapped steel. Each swing deals 100 damage, and Dravec swings every 0.75 seconds.

Secondary Fire: Smoke Shell

Fling a smoke bomb at your feet, activating Hidden Hunter, as well as preventing enemy sight into and out of its area of effect.

E: Feral Restoration

Cooldown: 6 seconds

Heal yourself for 150 health over 3 seconds.

Left Shift: Pounce

Leap to a target enemy, dealing 50 damage. Pounce breaks stealth upon contact with the target enemy.

Q: Apex Predator

Ult Queue: “SLAUGHTER THEM ALL!”

Fall into a predatory fury, increasing movement speed and swing speed by 150%, as well as gaining 100% lifesteal.