Arctic Vail & Vidron

Lore

Vail was born during a raging snowstorm, said by many to be an ill omen. He didn't mind his village's disapproval of his existence despite the loneliness it brought. He was well-practiced in protecting his heart with the biting cold of his home, and his cynicism was only confirmed as the people around him seemed to commit the same mistakes over and over again for the lightest of reasons. Love, affection, compassion--these didn't matter to the young warrior in his youth, nor when his village seemed to be threatened by a single leviathan. When everyone else had run, Vail stood his ground and looked at the creature in the eye. In that moment, the lonely creature knew that it was looking at a kindred spirit of sorts, one that it could understand--and understand it--among the hordes of chaotic humans. Vail emerged from the blizzard accompanied by the creature--partners, he said, although he would say little else on the matter. As he grew older, his suspicions about the nature of people only grew, and with it his efforts to establish his own power base, away from the politics of both the pro- and anti-magical beast factions.