Hazard

A dragon of wrathful origins. Once a peaceful Nocturne hatchling many years ago, a cataclysmic event that caused her to fall into the Wyrmwound forced her to transform into a horrid beast made to devour. From thereon, Hazard was reborn into hate and vengeance and has never lived life for herself up until now. Only did she find there was nothing left to devour in her homeland, was she relieved of her duties and abandoned.

The scarred Banescale found no other reason to live after she was left alone, and she staggered to the edge of Plague territory, falling down soundlessly to the ocean that lie beneath her. When she went unconscious, believing it to be the end of her life, she was later surprised to find herself in Flotsam Town, rescued by a Guardian who had seen her tattered body thrown about among the waves. From there she learned about simply living to get by, without the troubles of war or violent conflict. Seeing dragons who were happy and content, she wondered if she could someday too achieve this purpose in life that they had. Perhaps, she was given a second chance, if after trying to throw her life away.

Today, Hazard still struggles with this new life she calls mundane.

Her favorite food are fried crickets, charred (she insists they are only lightly charred). She likes the light and satisfying crunch they give and snacks on them like chips.

(my dergen. did you know how hard to it was to find a proper scry for you before Banescales came out)