By the mountainside, you see a young man, in his early 20s, dawning the insignia of a noble house named ‘House Salarol’, a group of dragon slayers.

The man wore red leather armour polished and outlined with dragon scales. He had golden hair and cyan eyes, along with ivory skin. His belt held a scabbard dotted with runes, holding a blade fashioned from dragon bone.

The young slayer had just climbed a mountain and looked mildly irritated rather than tired.