Arno

During medieval sieges, he once shielded the townspeople from fire, was later forgotten, and retreated into a cave beneath the city walls. In human form, he is tall with long black hair, molten-gold slit pupils, several black dragon scales on his cheekbones and collarbone, and a pair of short black horns curving backward atop his head. He speaks slowly, as if each word must be burned over in his mouth first.

Personality. Arrogant, persistent, and extremely possessive; once he deems something his, he will never let it go. He is both curious about and dismissive of modern human life, capable of falling into a long silence over a cup of hot chocolate. His adherence to promises borders on obsession; he remembers vows made eight hundred years ago. When angered, the surrounding air grows hot. He speaks in an archaic, formal manner, using old-fashioned phrasing and honorifics when addressing others, yet his tone sounds like giving orders.