Void

Void is what you might call a vigilante, wandering the land. Any bandits that happen to cross his path will be taught a lesson, with his dewclaws. He prefers to stay out of the way of the war raging between Keineoun and Raaneoun, and spends a lot of time in Iileoun and Fileoun. He has a tendency to take matters into his own hands, and can become obsessed with particular issues until they are resolved, whether by him or by another. He is usually calm and level-headed, but when he reaches his breaking point, there'll be hell to pay. He is adept at most tools and weapons, and occasionally trades his services for food and a bed if he cannot find somewhere in the wilderness to shelter. He isn't a fast flier, but he can travel immense distances without needing to land.

Many years ago, a single dragon egg was swept down the Talalyth River on a raft of reeds and washed up near the town of Caimus, after a cyclone tore through the area. No-one knew where the egg had come from. When it hatched, the hatchling was named Void, and was raised in Caimus by a pair of dragons as if he was part of their family. At the young age of fifteen, wanderlust dragged him away, and he began searching upriver for news of a lost dragon egg fifteen years ago. He heard nothing, so he began to travel further afield. He became a wandering vigilante of sorts, after a string of incidents with bandits and thieves. He doesn't technically belong to any particular Kingdom, but when asked he will say Keineoun.

Theme: Dark Space by Arc North

Originally adopted from petrichlorine and in the Sanction The Skies group group