Distral Flametongue
This dragonborn man is wanted by the authorities for crimes he doesn't want to discuss. As a descendent of the red dragon Grum he's easy to identify, his crimson scales obvious to anyone. Though he is a quality craftsman he's been forced underground. Well, more underground. His firebreathing comes in handy as a premiere glassblower, able to keep the molten glass on his pipe hotter longer than anyone else. It allows him to create patterns and shapes of glass that would be unheard of for an ordinary glassblower. By breathing flame into the belly of his creations he pushes his art to a limit few can replicate.
However, his unsavory past has made him difficult to track and even harder to contact. But there is one place that he needn't fear being found out, White Picket .
Current Status
Under an air of suspicion
Current Location
Children
Current Residence
A hidden away home in the belly of the Underbelch, unremarkable in every way. Near the border with the Ashworks, so the smoke of his hotshop might be lost in the grit and pollution of industry.
Gender
Male
Eyes
Intense, focused, burning with an anger he only barely holds back
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Crimson red with black tips on his scales
Height
6'7"
