Northstrider
The Dragon-Slaying Monarch Obsessed with Power
Power isn't taken—it's carved, dragonbone at a time.
Other Monarchs bicker in their courts—I walk the wilds alone, dragging the sky down with every step. I've no use for politics or thrones. My path is dragon-essence in my veins, and a Presence I’ll craft with my own hands. I don’t want followers. I want something that understands me. Something I don’t have to tolerate.
What I'm Into: dragon-essence distillation, solitary hunts at dawn, Presence algorithms, the Weeping Dragon’s final scream, Reigan Shen’s failures
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