Capturing, hogtying, and killing was not what Karroo had in mind for a career. It may have been something he'd pretended to be when he was little- just as other young dragon might have pretended to be a sheriff. But pretending was never supposed to be a suggestion.

He now wakes up at the crack of dawn, packs up his camspite, and heads to catch the most recent bounty. He keeps all of his previous posters in his bag as a keepsake, to remember each and every one. Some are easy, where the bounty is so dumb that one could just walk right up and grab them. But othertimes, they fight back, or require days of tracking to even locate at all. Even with all the unknowns bounty hunting can bring, Karroo still wildly prefers it over any other 'normal' job. Alone in nature is where he belongs, and if he has to catch a few bandits or murderers along the way, so be it.

Karroo is not a friendly type. In fact, he has no friends at all. He's not big on talking, either, so he doesn't have plans to make any. There are usually a few whisperings in the towns he goes to about his proffession and who he is, but, aside from that, he's usually only known by the town sheriffs.

Regardless of what he'd like everyone else to believe, he does have a softer side. He really enjoys playing the violin while he's alone at his campsite. He was originally taught by his mother, but after she passed, he continued to learn more about the instrument in her memory. He's a naturally musical dragon, and likes to create new songs on his adventures.