Tyr

The Nocturne hatched from an orphaned Water egg that washed ashore by the eaves of the Tangled Wood. He loved to hear the tales of courageous and cunning heroes, who braved all sorts of dangers and bested them all with brawn and guile. His heart was more with the former than the latter, though. Young Tyr always begged his older clanmates to take him with them whenever they ventured beyond their lair. Whenever strange beasts would snarl and stomp as they lurked in the darkness beyond even the Shadow dragons' eyes, Tyr would look about for them in vain, wide-eyed not with fear but with excitement.

It was this desire for adventure that brought him to Dragonhome. He never meant to remain with the clan that found him forever, and was leapt at the chance to join a band of other travelers out of the Tangled Wood. As they followed the brink of Greatwyrm's Breach they were assailed by a band of ruthless Serthis. The wanderers fled and came upon a clan, the Diabase Demesne, which offered them shelter and aid against the raiders. Still-young Tyr went out and fought long and hard alongside the Diabase Keepers, until that is a strike from a Serthis's club knocked him senseless. He convalesced in the Demesne lair, and eventually joined the clan himself.

The fierce skirmish didn't sate Tyr's appetite for adventure and bold deeds. Now grown and trained, he serves as a bodyguard, setting out with travelers who cannot defend themselves so easily to protect them on their journeys. If there's no one in need of protection, he's usually wrangled into serving as an extra Watchman or relieving Smaug to keep guard over the clan's hoards.

Tyr is adaptable, stout-hearted, and dependable. He is loyal to his clan and to the Earth, but can be somewhat reckless and inconsiderate at times. Before he came to the Demesne he didn't give much heed to things like education or learning, but after coming to know Skaoi he has gained a greater respect for academia, and the knowledge that's rubbed off on him can surprise those who take him to be simple dumb muscle. A Snarling Mimic, a beast he subdued when he was a dragonet of the Tangled Wood, is his familiar.

Snarling Mimic Familiar Yikes! That was the worst present ever! 1800