Dak WhiteScale

An albino Lizardfolk from Kluemizura. With a hulking body and leader mentality Dak was the leader of The Damned Crew. He was the first one in the Wave Isles Damned Crew and served for about 350 years. He was a stoic and brave soul.   Originally Dak WhiteScale was part of the WhiteScale Lizardfolk tribe in Kluemizura. A tribe of Lizardfolk that are direct decendents of the giant white sand Crocodiles that used to roam the Sralo Desert, thus resulting in some Lizardfolk with gigantism, Dak was one of the lucky ones. Dak was always an acceptional fighter due to his strength, but what made him truly stand out was his intelligence in combat.   Dak always fended off rival tribes like the Aarakocra from Bafeld and other scavengers from the Chaos Capital in Kluemizura. He quickly rose the ranks in his tribe and ended up becoming their Chief. One day, the WhiteScale tribe was attacked. A group of fanatic Loysus worshippers again. However, this time they were accomponied by someone else. A young, and powerful, sorcerer who specialized in fire magic. This person was Arthur Melgis Divir. A mostly unknown sorcerer from Zecria who swore to purge the land of Nineveh of anyone unfit to wield the arcane arts.   The tribe lost, scorched, burned to cinders. There was nothing left. Their farms, their homes, even their watering hole was burned to nothing but whisps of steam. Dak was the last one, already injured significantly by the collateral damaged. He was in a weakend state. However, Dak still fought on taking down 3 more fanatics and then finally grappling Arthur to the ground where he used the very same fire that rendered his Tribe nothing, on Arthur himself. Arthur tried to conjure a fireball in time, but Dak was too quick. Wrapping up Arthur's arms and pressing the fireball in between their chests, and then it detonated.   Dak died, he was the last of the WhiteScales, no one to mourn his death, no one to know he died. The blast set everything ablaze nothing but ashes remained. Suddenly, Dak felt a burning sensation from beyond the grave, his lungs and eyes, full of salty water. He breathed to life on a tropical island far from his home. He was at the Wave Isles. It was here where he made a deal with Kava, goddess of the Seas to serve and bring the Wave Isles back to peace and fruitfulness. He was given a golden pendent of the head of Cuthulu. This represented his acceptance into the The Damed Crew. He was the only one at first, but then 50 years later another appeared, a magic caster, Castro Heldirk, the previous Grand Arcanist. Thus their story began in restoring the Wave Isles.