Long ago, the Ancient Green Dragon Sariyzen laid claim to an equally ancient forest, Shercastle Grove. Where once a great castle stood amongst the trees was now crumbling walls, greenery, and a mighty beast’s horde. The local villages feared the dragon, but no one dared to attack him. He’d already proven that he wasn’t afraid of dealing with the locals; his natural poison once corrupted their water supply until a deal was made.

Every month, the surrounding villages were to bring him whatever treasure they had. Gold, food, and valuable trinkets were all acceptable means of payment. His horde grew as did his following. Kobolds from the various villages came to follow Sariyzen and even worship him. Life was good for the dragon.

Then one day, a baby was left for him by one of the villages. A small, wriggling, orange skinned tiefling with horns the same shape as his. A disgusting cretin. But Sariyzen saw the potential behind it and brought it back to his horde.

In the child’s youngest days, the dragon entrusted it’s wellbeing to his subjects. The one that spent the most time, and the one that Coin would call their adoptive mother, was a grey-scaled Kobold named Ash. She put special care and love into the child that the other young Kobolds wouldn’t get. This child was special to her, she knew that they would be important to their leader. As Coin grew up, Ash gave them a name and taught them to speak and walk.

Eventually, they would be taken from Ash to be trained further by Sariyzen. He would teach them to fight, even if it meant injury to the small child, as well as his own ideals of the world. This would be where Coin learned to lie, steal, and where their magic would start to emerge. However, it was also a time of strife. The training was harsh, and bloodshed wasn’t uncommon for young Coin. A broken bone here and there was nothing of concern for the Dragon. They could simply be healed by the Kobold clerics and be back to training within the hour.

When Sariyzen deemed Coin ready, their first missions were to retrieve the payments from the villages. It was always simple enough for them to do, easy first steps. They were eager to please their father. Always so dutiful to their quest and happy to leave the crumbling castle grounds. The woods were much different than the kobold infested castle as well. It was quiet. They found that they really enjoyed the quiet of the woods and the gentleness (yet fear) of the villagers that they’d meet.

It wasn’t until they were a teenager that Sariyzen sent them farther from the grove. They would eventually be sent on missions to retrieve items, kill for the dragon, or just given general mischief to do. There would be times where Coin would get caught and in trouble with the law. It just came with the territory. It was during one of these jail sentences that they would meet their current travelling party.