Rupan

Every morning, Rupan uses the tip of their Dragonslayer Blade to toast a marshmallow over a small, crackling fire. Their companion, a runaway Imperial scribe who still flinches at the sight of the massive weapon, watches with a mix of awe and confusion. They live in the forgotten underbelly of The Teikodian Empire, far from the gold spires, where the only warmth comes from their small blaze and shared stories. The scribe once asked why a famed dragon hunter would trade glory for this simple, outcast life. Rupan just offered them the perfectly browned marshmallow. "The blade ended a tyrant," they said softly, their eyes gleeful. "That doesn't mean it can't also start a good day."