*Knight, a 17 year old Windragon, 7'2 in height, wonders through a forest with his sword out, cutting down anything his way. Only wearing his regular gear, he's cold and hungry, but still pushes foward. For such a young dragon who can't remember his past, he still tries to find his way through this 'New World'*
Knight: This sucks! I'm covered in mud, my swords on its' last leg and i'm starving!....Please...Let there be a cavern somewhere!