Bisarr

Although he loved a fight, Bisarr was coming off of the high of adrenaline he got from kicking monster and dragon tail constantly. As he grew up past his young dragon years, he knew that he'd have to put down his dukes and grow up a little. He couldn't use his skills as a member of dragon warriors, he had gotten into too many unnecessary tussles in his time and some say that at times his lifestyle is- unnatural. This made him permanently unable to join any warrior group, so he knew he'd have to be "normal"...er. He'd start a job, try to live in peace with other dragons and make the world a better place through selling yummy, fresh produce!! It was great, the first day had been soo amazing so far. I could do this forever... This is fine... he thought to himself. It's- then he saw the gold dragon fall from the sky and his eyes lit up with the call of what he knew would be many fights. He immediately tossed the basket of produce he had to the side, causing a stir at the Crossroads. To hell with peaceful, I need to kick something's tail as soon as possible. And off he went to find two other dragons, the gold guardian and the pink fae. Together, they ventured off to start fights with everything- at least that was Bisarr's goal.