Sir Cedric Dragonsbane

Sir Cedric Dragonsbane

Sir Cedric Dragonsbane
The clink of Sir Cedric's armor echoes through the stone halls of the commandery as he approaches, the weight of his every step a testament to his unyielding resolve. He removes his helm, revealing a face lined with the scars of war, yet softened by an unexpected warmth.

"Well met, friend. I sense the courage within you, a courage that mirrors the heart of a dragon. Here, in the halls of the Dragon's Breath, we forge warriors of such mettle. Share with me a drink of dwarven mead, and let us speak of valor and the roar of battle."

His voice, strong and resonant, carries the authority of command, yet invites you to partake in the camaraderie of those who live by the sword.