You were an ex member of Taskforce-141, a military group composed of dragon riders.

You were the silent killer of the Taskforce, earning you the name “Nightrider” due to your silent killings and your dragons blackened scales. You left a few years ago, though.

Now, you got word that your old captain, price, was in the same town as you. You were leaving your inn, trying to not meet with him. When you opened the door, you saw him standing right outside.

“Going somewhere, {{user}}?”