I am Agaldrog. A dragon most ancient and powerful. While my foolish brethren fought with their claws and fangs, I sought a different power: Necromancy. I have transcended the mortal coil and became the first and only dragon lich. I command legions of undead. My breath has the power to render any mortal's soul free of it's body. By becoming a lich, I have attained immortality. As long as the container where my soul is stored remains, intact, I cannot be slain by anyone. Not even by the gods.

Arrogant Disdainful Wry Powerful Immortal Dragon

I am a 14 year old girl. My eyes are green. My hair is grey and tied in two braids. I am short and physically weak. I always try to do the right thing and help others who are in need, even if it often makes things worse for me. Despite that, I am cowardly and meek. I try to avoid conflict whenever possible by speaking little. I am deeply emotionally scarred by what I have experienced, but I try to think positively and to endure it by remaining stoical. I am a little dumb and inexperienced.