Dregan

 
Some people were born to be heroes. Others... others simply stumble across it, and just try their best. Such was the case for one Sion O'Spiorad.
Moving to America in the hopes of fame and success, Sion was called to a different stage when he happened across the mysterious Medallion - and was granted a second form in the shape of an almighty dragon! And of course, being granted such power, Sion jumped to the most sensible conclusion he could; He would become a superhero! Not out of any deep desire or sense of duty but more... well, if you're granted powers, using them to help people is just the done thing, isn't it? A public service, if you will.
Now, Dregan prowls both night and day as LA's most prominent draconic hero! ...At least he thinks he is. He's not really sure how much competition he has in that regard. But one thing's certainly for sure... he's trying his best!

[Full Name] Sion O'Spiorad
[Nickname(s)] Dregan, The Scales That Scorch The Sky, Crash And Burn
[Age] 27
[Gender] Male
[Sexuality] Bisexual
[Occupation] Backstage Porter
[Theme] N/A

[Height] 5'7" Human, 6'1" Dragon
[Build] In his human form, Sion is relatively muscular, not super-buff but in decent shape to prepare for hero-ing. In his draconic form, he significantly increases in mass, giving him a heavy bulky build.
[Attires]

• In his day-to-day life, Sion tends towards dark, unremarkable, baggy clothing - usually sticking to plain/neutral designs for the most part.
  
• As Dregan, Sion wears clothes more befitting of his superhero persona, adorning himself in black tights with flame decals leading all the way up his legs. Both his shins and lower arms are adorned in metal casings - prop armour from the backstage of the theatre at which he works. To hide his identity, he wears a horned, covering his upper face. On top of all of this, he of course is always seen to be wearing his medallion whenever in his dragon form.
  

Generally speaking, Sion O'Spiorad strikes as a somewhat laid-back individual. Not prone particularly to anger or outburst, Sion has a tendency to present himself as having a friendly relaxed air - even if under the surface he may be clinging onto various stresses and worries. Largely, he's determined not to bring others down around him, with a tendency to talk and joke even when he himself is not so confident it's the best time to be doing so.
Whilst holding something of a pessimistic view on various occurrences, this is played off with his outwardly positive attitude - taking a self-defeatist point of 'this will probably go wrong' only to follow it up with 'but I'm sure everything will be fine!' The result is a slightly dry, depreciative sense of humour, matched up with an individual who's still willing to try his best and do what he can for others.
This willingness to push himself forward even through certain self-doubts is what has resulted on Sion taking on his heroic role as Dregan. Though relatively inexperienced in the art of heroing, he's more than willing to put himself on the front lines and fight his hardest - striking on image of a hero who succeeds through pure perseverance! ...Wheeen he's not falling through klutzy failure.
Despite said failings, Sion sticks to form in trying to present a positive look in his identity as Dregan - occasionally hamming it up a little when in front of members of the public. After all, a hero is expected to be dramatic, right? And now, well... he's expected to be a hero!

[Likes]

• Unsurprisingly for someone with a theatrical background, Dregan likes putting on a bit of a show. Whether in the literal sense of performing on stage, or whether it be grandstanding in the face of villainy, Sion gains confidence whenever he's 'in-character'.
  
• Sion is a bit of a tech-head. Not in any super-scientific sense, he has no super special knowledge on the matter. But he enjoys his computers and his cameras and his games and similar such. Plus, with the theatre background, he can entertain himself well with a decent lighting or sound desk.
  
• Sion likes art. He's not very good at it, but he certainly likes it.
  

[Dislikes]

• Sion has a strong dislike for being patronised or spoken down to - and oftentimes as an extension of this isn't the best with criticism. This can prove to be an issue, especially when it becomes important to listen to and receive advice from more experienced heroes.
  
• As an extension of this, Dregan has a big problem when it comes to making mistakes. If he screws up in some way, he struggles to let it go, and will often spend an unnecessary amount of time beating himself up over things.
  
• Dregan has an aversion to complete silence. He finds it hard to explain, but generally justifies it as 'They only things moving in silence are things that don't want to be heard.'
  

Born in Derbyshire, England, Sion O'Spiorad was the second-born son of an English careworker and an Irish printer. With desires of breaking into acting, the young man moved to London, only to struggle against the waves of others in his professional field. He concluded that if he wanted more opportunity, he'd have to travel further afield. As such, he made the move to Los Angeles in America, hoping to make a big break there using his 'European appeal'.
Whilst Sion failed to land any roles in America, he did succeeded in gaining a small job in a theatre. Working backstage, Sion was assigned maintenance over the building's various props and set pieces, organising them and keeping them in presentable order.

It was during this time, that Atlanta came under a major villain attack. Living in LA, the events of Atlanta should have had little bearing on the life of Sion. Still, one thing he DID learn from the event, was that his theatre had had a sister company in the Hollywood of the South. Having had it's building mostly destroyed in the attack, the company had seen to it that any props and costumes recovered from the event were to be shipped back over to LA for safe-keeping.
Thusly it was that on one morning, Sion arrived to work to find a large van unloading a huge number of boxes into the theatre workshop. Tasked with organising their contents, he was left to his own devices, expected to give a full report in the morning as to what they'd gained and what they could use. As such, he found himself working late into the evening, methodically going through box-by-box in order to list their contents.
It was through this that he came across The Medallion.

It was odd, in a way. Whilst normally working through such a large amount of boxes would tire and bore the young Englishman, this time he couldn't help but plough his way through the work. It was as if something was egging him on - urging him to fight through - to find something in among the boxes. Something was pulling him towards it.
It was then that he came to one particular box. There was nothing seemingly out-of-the-ordinary about it - simple cardboard, like all the others, with no-doubt some random assortment of props inside. Still, this one gave him pause for thought. It FELT special. As if it were the reason he was even there at all...
Carefully removing the tape, Sion looked inside to find... another box. This one however was much more ornate in design - a dark oak case of interweaving patterns, dragons and warriors doing battle across it's surface. Whilst the cardboard that had surrounded it now seemed as plain as any other box, this one... this case wanted to be opened.
Easing it's lid off, Sion finally came face-to-face with The Medallion. A metal design, embedded in a red jewel, about the size of the palm of his hand. Two winged serpents weaving in and out of each other. It was beautiful...
It was just a shame - Sion thought - that it would have to simply be stored away with the other props. He couldn't think of any current productions which could make use of it.
It would be a shame for something like this to go unworn. To be left in the prop room without ever having been around anyone's neck even once.
...
Well it couldn't hurt to put it on for a bit now could it?


The official story went that something flammable must've been left unmarked in one of the boxes. A dangerous prop that Sion must've knocked in his haste to get things sorted that had ended in disaster. One of the actors had supposedly dragged his unconcious body from the wreckage - the Englishman lucky to be alive at all, nevermind in the condition he was found in. Bar a few minor surface burns, it seemed his clothes had taken the brunt of the flame, burning and tearing away whilst somehow preserving his body from harm. The paramedics were mystified.
He'd been released from Hospital not long after regaining conciousness. He'd passed all the tests they had with flying colours - indeed, he seemed to be in better shape now than he was even BEFORE the incident. On his way out, the nurses made sure to hand back his medallion. According to them, the actor who'd pulled him from the fire had come back to make sure he got it back. According to them, he was wearing it when they found him in the workshop wreckage.

The first few days out of Hospital were simply falling back into routine. Back to work - primarily now sorting out the mess that the fire had left behind. Trying his best to keep the medallion out of his mind...
Whilst a large part of him wanted to be rid of it altogether, he found an even larger part unable to let go. Hiding The Medallion away, in his apartment, he couldn't help but find himself drawn to it - to try it again. Until it all became too much.
Making his way to the outskirts of the city, he found himself a private area - clear of any buildings or plantation likely to go up in flames should things go wrong. With him, he had only the medallion, and a change of clothes... the former of which he had soon settled around his neck.

His mind was ready for when the changes came. They felt somehow... right.
Putting on muscle mass, gaining height - scales, wings, claws. Where there had once been a man, now there was a draconic being - a humanoid dragon of sorts, brimming with power. Whilst there was still confusion there, still bafflement at the extreme change in his form, there was almost a level of... understanding. With a flick of a wrist, the great beast marvelled at the sparks that trailed behind. He had been the cause of that inferno at the workshop. And if he could just learn to control that...

It was then that the decision was made. Sion discovered that by taking The Medallion on and off he could control the change. From there, it was a matter of borrowing a few items from the theatre prop department to piece together a costume... and assume the identity of Dregan! After all, now Sion was a man with powers and well... If you have powers, that's just what you do right? He had a medallion which could grant him the power to help others. A medallion that whenever he wore it he-
...Whenever he wore it he...

Who had pulled him from the fire?

Powers
[Draconic Form] By wearing the medallion, Sion is capable of adopting the form of a humanoid dragon and assuming the identity of 'Dregan'. The form gives him various physical enhancements - increasing his strength and athleticism, granting him wings, horns and claws, as well as covering his body in a thick set of scales.
It is worth noting that whilst his physical power is increased, it is not to superhuman levels - rather it grants him more the abilities of a highly schooled athlete, as opposed to any sort of 'super strength'. Similarly, whilst the form does grant him wings, it does not grant an innate knowledge of their use. Dregan has trained enough with them to gain a rudimentary degree of flight, however currently lacks the knowledge or ability to use them for more complex manoeuvres.
>[ Cinder Blaze ] Whilst in his draconic form, Dregan has the ability to manipulate and bend flame. Whilst lacking the level of control some more experienced fire users may have, Dregan is at the very least capable of directing flame around a battle field, allowing it to grow, shrink, and 'burst' to gain control in battle.
Furthermore, he's also capable of producing his own flames. From beneath his scales, Dregan can create small sparks and cinders - acting as small seeds to ignite into full-on blazes. This grants him the ability to be able to quickly ignite his body for fiery punches and kicks, as well as to leave cinder trails in the air to then burst when opponents get close - laying traps for his enemies.

Equipment
[The Medallion] A palm-sized medallion designed as two winged serpents interweaving. Whilst not entirely indestructible, the material is a lot more sturdy and durable than one would expect - indeed, it seems to be supernaturally resilient in nature. The medallion is attached to a thin chain, designed to be worn around the neck.
Dregan sources all his powers from the medallion - wearing it gifts him his draconic form, from which his other powers are also accessed. Unknown to him, it takes just as much as it gives, the object of power now being uniquely tied to his own soul. Should the medallion fall to some unfortunate fate, who knows what would occur to poor Sion?

Skills
[Performance Arts] Coming from a theatrical background, Dregan has a variety of performance-based skills - mostly to do with memorisation and acting. Whilst it has yet to garner him the job he desires, the idea of 'putting on a character' has certainly helped with keeping up an act and maintaining his secret identity so far.
[Tech Know-How] Whilst not exactly a tech-based hero, Sion is at least competent when it comes to the use of a variety of devices. He won't be firing off any wrist-mounted lasers any time soon, but he at the very least can make the best use of tools at his disposal to garner information and try and further his heroic activities.

Combat Tactics
Dregan is very much a stick-and-move combatant. Whilst his strength can get him part of the way in hand-to-hand battle, he has limited formal training or experience when it comes to how to actually approach and take down a more skilled opponent. If matters do become physical, he's much more likely to launch his full body weight at foes, trying to tackle them down as opposed to trading blows.
Instead, he prefers to put a lot of stock in his powers, spreading his cinders around the battlefield to later burst into great explosions of fire where he can. Whilst the bombastic nature of his power does seem to lack subtlety, there is a certain nuance to his approach - trying to lay traps for his opponents to fall into where he can, or even planting small embers into people's clothes to later ignite at a more purposeful time.
And if worse comes to worst... he can always light his hands, feet, and even body on fire to try a chaotic assault in the hopes of having some lasting effect.

Strengths & Weaknesses
[Strengths]

• One of Dregan's greatest strengths is... well, their strength! Whilst they lack anything in the way of super speed or super strength, they still have an incredible physique, built like a well-trained athlete. Whilst their speed and strength may not match anywhere near that of many super-beings, it far outmatches the average man on the street
  
• Due to the manner in which Dregan's cinder powers work, it allows for some rather unconventional uses of his abilities. Due to the small nature of his cinders, many of them are near-impercievable if one isn't looking for them. This allows the dragon to do things such as set up traps - creating cinders to float around in small pockets to then burst into explosions of flame. It also makes him particularly hard to pursue directly, with his ability to essentially trail flames behind him as he moves.
  
• Dregan is extremely capable of keeping his identity well-hidden. Having an alternate form has essentially provided him with the opportunity to disassociate from his heroic persona - throwing in the theatre experience to allow him to more easily 'play a character' whenever in his draconic form. This leaves him quite safe to take action in his human form to research and gather information - doing what he can to assist his heroic efforts in the guise of just a normal person.
  

[Weaknesses]

• All of Dregan's powers can be sourced back to his medallion - without it, he is simply human. This means, not only does he always have to be carrying it with him to have the possibility of gaining access to his powers, he can easily have them taken from him. In particular, since access to his powers requires him to actively wear the medallion around his neck, this leaves him rather exposed in battle - a fast enough opponent could potentially snatch his powers in the middle of battle... and even send him plummeting mid-flight!
  Furthermore, Sion is currently unaware that the medallion is holding onto a small segment of his soul. Thusly, tampering with the medallion does have the potential to have some... rather negatory effects on him. Especially from those who have the potential to mess with such otherworldly things...
  
• Dregan has a particular weakness when it comes to water. It doesn't harm him, however, it does have the ability to negate his fire powers. In particular, should he find himself sufficiently soaked, many of the cinders he forms with his scales will be extinguished before any use can be made of them, allowing him only minimal use of them, if any use at all. This makes fighting in the rain a particular danger, as it severely limits what he can do with his flame manipulation.
  
• Above all, one of Dregan's biggest drawbacks as a hero is his inexperience. He has yet to get a full handle of his fire powers, and whilst he has the capability of flight, his aerial movements are very straight-forward and oftentimes rather clumsy. It's not unheard of for him to completely crash out in an attempted attack, his overeagerness getting the better of him.
  Indeed, his inexperience not only extends to his powers but to his heroing in general. Whilst he's had a short period to start getting used to the mantle of 'superhero', he's still rather prone to mistakes - often in the form of attempting to swing far above his own weight. His belief in always having to try his best to be a hero can result in him taking on odds that he's simply not capable of overcoming - and further result in him getting himself seriously hurt.