Umbriel

Umbriel is an old warrior. His hide is married with the scars of a thousand battles, and he seems determined to see a thousand more yet. He is slow, both of body and of thought.

Layers of heavy armor, fat, and thick muscle do not lend themselves much to quickness, nor the massive black crown of antlers atop his head. A sturdy behemoth.

And yet he moves deliberately, every action carefully thought through. It was caution that carried him through much of his life after all.

When not in battle the old imperial is a quiet dragon. He speaks rarely, and often after much consideration. He is stern, but generally kind, and enjoys quiet games of chess and books near a cozy fire. Especially after a long day of fighting to earn his pay.