[Character] Renato de Fernando Race: Human Class: Champion Warrior level 8 (0/20000), Chosen of Dakoul level 5 (0/20000) Hit Points: 141/141 Strength 16 Constitution 16 Dexterity 14 Wisdom 17 Intelligence 14 Resolve 17 Feats: Heavy Armor Specialization, Martial Weapon Proficiency, Swordsmanship Specialization, Dragonkind Senses, Mind Over Body, Titan's Grip, Fleshweaving, Inevitable Conquest Skills: Religious Knowledge level 6, History Knowledge level 5, Linguistics level 4, Group Tactics level 3, Riding level 2, Planar Lore level 1
Renato looked down at the stone in his palm and slowly tightened his fingers, crushing it to powder.
Fine particles sifted through his fingers like a thin stream of gray sand, scattering into the air.
141 hit points, with Constitution and Strength both at 16...
Repeated enhancements from various magical potions had pushed his physical capabilities ever further beyond mortal limits.
Diseases and environmental changes that could kill an ordinary person no longer affected Renato in the slightest.
He had even accidentally knocked over a bottle of highly concentrated acid in Klauthsura's Alchemical Workshop. The liquid, potent enough to corrode metal, had splashed onto his skin without leaving a mark, causing only a slight burning sensation.
Not only that, but Renato had grown a little taller as his Constitution increased. He had been forced to use Gorogoroth's Form-Twisting once again to restore his former build, lest he attract unnecessary attention within the family.
Under the influence of the Dragon Blood Elixir, his desire and stamina had also grown stronger by the day. Even Tristana had stopped putting up a defiant front, meekly begging for mercy in bed and asking to resume their "battle" another day.
Was this the effect of a True Dragon's blood? Or merely a side effect of increased Constitution...
Either way, he had to adapt to these changes and learn