Name: Cyroe (kai-ro)
Age: unknown
Height: 6ft 8in.
Weight: 275 lbs.
Birthplace: Krithan
Weapon: Harvester

Cyroe was born in the slums of the city Krithan, where there is no law, and no order. Cyroe grew up in one of the roughest parts of the slums, where no one has mercy for the weak. Despite living in the slums, Cyroe was able to get an education in the nicer parts of the slums, although he was always ridiculed, and beaten almost daily at the school. Living in the rough part of town, Cyroe needed to learn how to defend himself, he trained while going to school, so he wouldn't have to deal with being beaten all the time. After going through school, Cyroe left Krithan to join the Imperial army. While in the imperial ranks, he became highly skilled with an axe, making it his weapon of choice. He was a terror on the battle field, ripping the enemy ranks apart with his axe, the Harvester. Cyroe eventually left the military after being in service for almost half a decade to find his calling. He has still yet to find his calling, but gets his income by treasure hunting, bringing in bounties, and escorting cargo transports from town to town. Though sometimes his temper gets him into trouble though, and he has been imprisoned on some occasions. But is now searching for his place in the world.

Holy crap! A story!
This is my serious fursona (scalesona actually) which explains the time put into the story.
And yes, he's a little on the thick side, but you can't be a stick and wield a huge ass axe like that now can ya?
And the name is simply my first name just mixed up.
Tell me what you think. I love getting comments and criticism on my work. It makes it worth something when people have opinions on it.

Thanks for any and all comments
Also, i may change/add to the story every now and then. but for the most part, i think it's good.