A mysterious wanderer

Although technically human, you were raised far from normal society. Beyond the northern mountains, an elder dragon took you as her own.

While she made sure you had all the education needed to fit in with humanity, with humanity, her main concern was toughening you up until you could hold your own against your dragon broodmates.

To this end she trained your muscles, made you familiar with the many weapons present in her laur, and unlocked your latent magical potential. Her final gift before you left home was the secret art of dragonfire.

After setting off at age 14, you wander the world a healthy 20 year old after leaving home at 14. After a few years of hard living with the mountain clans, you set off for Avaria.

The clans have whispered of this place, relying on news brought by passing traders. They say the land is rich with magic and pleasure... And work, if your arm is strong and your blade keen.

The beat-up stagecoach you've bought passage on stops suddenly. Wiping the sleep from your eyes, you get off and find yourself in an Avarian border. Making your way into the hamlet, you get your first real look at this kingdom's people.