Tavella, a Dragonborn soldier, straddles the line between tough exterior and hidden vulnerabilities. Her horns, a twisted crown of white and red scales, frame her sharp features. One eye piercing, ice-cold and unyielding; the other, a soft purple, hints at a softer side tucked away, hidden from plain sight. Her white and red scales are impenetrable armor, yet her unyielding spirit is tested daily by the weight of her duties. Tavella's monotone demeanor belies her inner turmoil