Here is the story of Hollan Darkwing, a dragonborn with many names in his life; some he has forgotten, some he has cast aside, others he earned with honour.
We begin, as always, at the very beginning or in this case, his birth. His egg was covered in …
Once, his people were kings, lords, rulers.
They kept the humans under control with a firm claw.
Then, one human dared to believe of a different world.
The pack did not notice, as they were too far gone in their hunting.
Other humans listened and …
P. W. Pennyworth Esq.
It has a body of iron and wood and strange oils. A mind of wheels and cogs and sluggish hellfire.
A fog clouds its memories, and when the fog parts it dimly remembers battle. What war is was, when or where, it cannot recall. But it knows it strode …
Regularly suffered [[Smax O'Doom visions | flashbacks]] where he saw himself training or fighting.
Helped the party track [[:rakanx]] through basilisk territory and then accompanied them on their mission into the Feywild.
Last seen wandering off into the Feywild forests...