tagnikzur

- born a couple of years post-war
- from the northeast Sea, ie the part of the Sea that had been claimed by the lightweaver after the tidelord's death


Luck weighs heavily in the life of an imperial. Ill luck to be born as one, worse still to die as one, but the living could be sweet if one had the mind to use the Lady's gifts as an advantage.

Name stood 7'7". There were larger Imperials, but there was also smaller. Regardless he was taller than any of the smaller breeds by the time he was a yearling, and you'd rather hire one biggin to do hard labor then two dragons or even a dragon with a beast or a machine.

the money came in fits whenever a ship came in, and he found work whenever they did, but those few coins he earned tying up a ship or moving cargo were spent recklessly and fast.


What gets another Dragon hanged gets an imperial whipped. They wouldn't even cut the hand of a thief for fear infection and death would take them.



But the sea, an unruly black watered thing that old dragons said once was kind. There hadn't been a prayer for the dead tide Lord in decades, by the time name was a pup. There was no more talk of the merchant kings that loitered about the sea roads able to demand tax and toll for the honor of not being stove in by a holy dragon's called upon wave, the pirates of old were lazy and long gone

Those now upon the sea fought against it, able to take refuge at no Harbor as they did not bow to any deity.

- born in light city on the Sea
- went pirate
- ship caught, crew killed, but he got an imperial's mercy and pardoned
- stole the ship out of harbor and fancied himself a pirate king