Grung

The night sky turned bright as day. Suddenly, smoke, elk cries, and wolf howls. For a split second I heard a noise that was not meant to be heard. A deafening roar of a dragon. Then I was deaf for a moment. Realistically it was just about a minute, but at the time, it felt like a lifetime. The Great Ents of my home fell. They were aching and writhing from the flame. I was trained from birth to protect them, but I was powerless at that moment. I survived. With me, a lone acorn of my home, and a gourd full of my brethren’s dying tears.

Age

20

Gender

Male

Eyes

Gold

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Green with gold spots

Height

3 ft

Weight

50 lbs